Abstract
Looking through a glass window, one might perceive worlds at a distance, admire the dark brilliance of sky and stars along with a planetary existence whose capacity to transfigure our interiority cannot be readily perceived. We merely look through the window. Perhaps its glass seems to separate the “you” from the “me,” the other species from the human, the living from the dead, and to collapse temporalities of past and future in the present. All of these separations appear as geometries that limit our imaginations. Yet looking through the window might also entice us to cross these boundaries and encounter