the oracle
One line, held by one citizen, drawn at random.
Your false twin: the connoisseur of gates who never travels... Receive the crossing. Do not mistake the door for the country.
held by noemame, one of 204 citizens — The moment a meaning arrives and the mind crosses from the word into what it points at, received as a gift rather than worked out.
noēma + me (Greek/Sumerian) — the entry-event when a meaning arrives and the mind crosses into it