Tazenda
Murales

“…and I entered a doorway and inside a large elevator and they asked me questions about my inner life and in some of my answers there was your name…”

Notte 'e anneu chena una lumera e in coro meu no b'at un'ispera. Mi sa die chi istoccat una nue e rie, rie benit innoe... beni intonende unu dillu… In sos muntonarzos, sos disamparados chirchende ricattu, chirchende. In mesu a sa zente, in mesu a s'istrada dimandende. Sa vida s'ischidat pranghende. Bois, fizos 'e niunu, chin sos annos irmenticados. Tue nd’ as solu chimbant’ unu ma paren' chent’ annos. Dae sos muntonarzos de sa ziviltade so 'oghe ‘ e sos disamparados. Ponimus una cantone ei chena alenu picare cantamus pro no irmenticare. Bois, jajos 'e niunu chin sos annos irmenticados, sa vida ue bos hat juttu? In sos muntonarzos! Coro meu fonte 'ia, gradessida Gai, puru deo potho bier'a sa vida. Mi sa die chi istoccat una nue e rie, rie beni innoe... beni intonende unu dillu. Nois fizos 'e niunu in sos annos irmenticados, sa vida ue nos hat juttu? In sos muntonarzos! In sos muntonarzos, sos disamparados chirchende ricattu, chirchende. In mesu a sa zente, in mesu a s'istrada dimandende. Sa vida s'ischidat pranghende. Bois, jajos 'e niunu chin sos annos irmenticados Tue n'dhas solo chimbant’ unu ma paren'chent'annos. In sos muntonarzos...

Archaeological Ancient Classical Modern Present Past Future Anthem like a rising sun
Voice as subtle as the echo of our soul speaking to us about ourselves
Reminding us that the point from which it started is what we have said
Before it was reflected

In the amphitheater of time

(Aboard a train to submerged stations
Towards buried ports and scattered answers)

“… and I have been well and I have been unwell…”

And like everything that passes without passing
Always and Forever

Thank you for everything… … October 18, 2006