It is understanding, the thing that brushes the infinite. It is context. Intuitive and contemplative.

A Palace of Mirrors.

All things, in all forms, under all light, are given shape. Under this axiom, potentiality falls away. A Song must begin, Thunder must crash from above, the Sun must rise (All from potential.)If existence blossoms in a Palace of Mirrors, the Light cast there is called Binah.

-description of Binah

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