at what point does it stop being only a thing of beauty and transform- the self the society the Universe when does it transcend the real and become something magical helping one fall through – the rabbit hole the wormhole the black hole when does it become an unstoppable force and cause – a revolution an evolution an absolution
and at which moment does it make you stop in your tracks stop breathing and exclaim “Gar Firdaus, ruhe zamin, hamin asto, hamin asto, hamin ast!”