LEZAMIANS ( FROM OPPIANO LICÁRIO)

Now you will ask me how I was able to leap from that transparent tranquility to the tumult of the revolution, and from that totality that we, three dead and two living, had achieved, to the desire to free Tupek of the West from plagues and captivity. Just as there was a time when princes and nobility became the defenders of workers' rights, we, who had been granted the gifts of that transparency, felt the desire for the legions of the people to acquire those immense domains where death was indistinguishable from life and where all interruption, all failure, all hesitation would be suppressed, for light and the submerged, the sending of the stellar and the returning of the submerged, should have achieved in our time, having shamefully left those domains to the physicists, a prodigious identity. If our era has reached an indeterminable force of destruction, we must make the revolution that creates an indeterminable force of creation, that strengthens memories, that makes dreams more precise, that embodies images, that gives the dead the best treatment, that gives the ephemeral a sumptuous reading of their transparency, allowing the living a safe and current navigation through this tenebrarium, a destruction of this accumulation, not by energy volatilized by the devil, but by a comet that penetrates them through the totality of an oblong medulla, a transmitter that goes from the tactile to the invisible, and that there, after seven days submerged, engorges, carrying an ear of wheat, sucking the stellar stalactite like a candy, what was called in the ceremonial of the ancient Chinese, sucking the sky.