Inspired by and dedicated to Ingmar Berman and his work.
“The door opened, but the god was a spider. He came up to me and I saw his face. It was a terrible, stony face. He scrambled up and tried to penetrate me, but I defended myself. All along I saw his eyes. They were cold and calm. When he couldn’t penetrate me, he continued up my chest, up onto my face and onto the wall….I have seen God.” -Through a Glass Darkly