When Jesus heals the blind man he spits on earth, makes a mud and rubs it onto the man’s eyes. Maxim emphasizes the grit and sensuality of the sacred act. The lever and ropes stand at the ready to haul something (a sphere?) up through the oozing hole. Here we are presented with some kind of ancient crane, a machine for a sacred play. Eyes and sockets, hidden presences and solar eclipses, crude mechanics- all of these enter into the mind as possible THINGS with which to imagine the moment of divinely restored vision.