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Ad Mortem Festinamvs
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Wander no more, tired man and weary shadow. Here lies the last of grains of sand in the desert and of stars in the sky.
The fire of ancestors will keep on burning in the cold nights, guarding the sleep of the dead of a future age.
The last of grains of sand in the desert and of stars in the sky.
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“Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best. Night, sleep, death and the stars.” (Walt Whitman, A Clear Midnight)
“Las ruinas del santuario del dios del fuego fueron destruidas por el fuego. En un alba sin pájaros el mago vio cernirse contra los muros el incendio concéntrico. Por un instante, pensó refugiarse en las aguas, pero luego comprendió que la muerte venía a coronar su vejez y a absolverlo de sus trabajos. Caminó contra los jirones de fuego. Éstos no mordieron su carne, éstos lo acariciaron y lo inundaron sin calor y sin combustión. Con alivio, con humillación, con terror, comprendió que él también era una apariencia, que otro estaba soñándolo.” (Jorge Luis Borges, Las ruinas circulares)
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“They just plodded onwards through the million-year-old night…” (Arthur C. Clarke, Rendezvous with Rama)
Call night upon you. Become an instrument of its moment of fading revelation.
Hear the ancient night howl to the light. Become sound and fury. Fire upon the deep.
Absent gods gifted us with music and pain. Speak to absence. Company of silence.
Vain consolation to know the stories of men before you and after you in the hour of death.
You have felt brave against the void, stoic in the face of agony, and yet you die in terror.
Now plod onwards through the million-year-old night. To the birth of miracles.
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“Distant mountains floated in the sky like enchanted cities, and often the whole white world would dissolve into a gold, silver, and scarlet land of Dunsanian dreams and adventurous expectancy under the magic of the low midnight sun.” (H.P. Lovecraft, At the Mountains of Madness)
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Emmeleia Medellín, Colombia
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Emmeleia: a solemn and stately dance from the tragedies of ancient Greek theatre.
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