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Wanted to get some pix at sacre coeur, but mass was being held. Got a really dirty look from a parishioner. Can't blame him but at the same time he didn't realize that might be the only time I ever get to see it in my lifetime. C'est la vie.
Inside Sacre Coeur, Montmartre, Paris. We proceed along the nave, the columns marking the years of our life until we reach the holy of holies. The steps symbolically separating us. And there is the alter table, death, and beyond it, above and out of reach, is the image of heaven on the apse. To reach G*d, we must first die. How architecture speaks.