Unexpected juxtapositions of experience, a sort of montage effect, evokes an elusive dimension in depth which constitutes the spiritual, and not without peril. This is kind of pointing to consciousness as the container, the ever-present frame or background, as something positive, ecstatic, an ultimate value and determinant of motive. As a project this must remain incomplete, at best, aiming only for the affirmative and unable to touch the deeper ground, silent, acetic, empty and poor.