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While the quarter took shape, so did this wheel*
chasing the intention to seal times already gone,
much to the dismay of amnesia nooks keeping them alive.
This wheel is no longer. The new one we know not. Neither this one.
despite that she walked through our pores, marked our steps and moved us through space.
She went kind of undercover, among discredits and supplantations.
It’s hard to leave her. With this wheel I turned cliffs chasing oblivion,
rescuing it under the millenary dust of proscriptions,
excavating under processions, virgins, saints and calendars.
We walked through the arcanes of magic revealing missing links and joining
fragments: alchemy, computing, mathematics, archaeology, geometry, oracles,
astronomy, physics, astrology, history, genetics and other loose papyrus.
Even the exhale I arrived with made sense:
one is the sphere, two the flow, four the code,
eight the mutation and nine the iteration.
Together we had many adventures through history that is not history,
kept in chests overflowing. The forgotten one.
She knew that even the dead are alive and the live ones asleep.
She even reached me abandoned on the lap of lost dates,
took me to recognize myself as far as distance does not reach,
and still had left to walk others through the bend of their turns.
Inescapable are the times that have arrived, as well as for this wheel conditions
changed, proportions differentiated, velocities distinct,
and spaces start to disappear. Even nature is not always such.
This wheel is not turning us any longer. It’s ‘official’ for my forest, yours and those still left.
This is not a farewell, rather an acknowledgement to times that grew roots.
This wheel will go with me so that others find their roots. Essential.
She knows about origins in the unseen worlds, so fashion for new ‘explanations’
that they almost snatched us the knowledge of peoples before the peoples,
but this wheel had stated beforehand: here we are not for we already left.
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This wheel was built with some of the local festivities of La Paz city (you can do the same with your territorial festivities) and the conditions of the Southern Hemisphere. It was used to sense flows, transfer knowledge, research, creations and daily so not to forget we have forgotten. We are at Los Bosques to remember we still have a lot to remember.
Click on the image to enlarge. Versión en castellano.
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