You can enter at any given point and go whichever way you please. The circle has no
beginning and no end, no direction either. Too much freedom causes confusion, so people
have come up with their own notion of time that goes βclockwiseβ, following the hands of
time, on a growing scale. Increasing numbers, mounting years. Tic toc.
Death is transformation, like birth. Big events set the clock to zero again. Have you ever felt youβve experienced a moment before? Relax, itβs because you have. In fact. Before. Or was it after.
In order to learn something, our previous self has to painfully shed the skin of previous
failed experiences to give our future self some advice for the road. No need to reject or
deny the feeling that sometimes you just know. In advance. For certain. Stuff that hasnβt
happened yet. Your inner feeling is correct. Itβs possible to go there as well.
AVIVA is a circle of life in all its forms. Aviva as a palindrome; a word that moves both ways. A viva, as βup from the deadβ in Latin; up from the dead, towards life, in the opposite
direction. Despite its static nature, the circle of βAvivaβ is not a still life, nature morte, dead nature. The seemingly silent pictures aspire towards life, to light. A moment freezes and time will become nothing but an arbitrary construction, shackles we donβt need any longer.
You can enter at any given point and go whichever way you please