"Until a tertiarial time,you will step into the city in which the sun makes love to the moon shine in the broad daylight.You will be standing into that holy hillside,which was shaped by the stones and sung by the wind.The pieces of cloth from the petition tree,are lingering inside of your hand.You're looking at the emptiness.The ground lies down in front of you like a sea ,is curling up.The ground gets thinner.The ground gets harder.You will find a name for this mysterious and pale gloom which has been penetrating your dreams and has never got away from your head when you wake up,since your childhood.Your story is not about being unable to go to a city,it's about being unable to return from a city."
Üç vakte kadar günesin ay isigiyla güpegündüz oynastigi sehre adim atiyorsun.Kayalarin sekillendirdigi,rüzgarin dile getirdigi o kutsal yamaçta duruyorsun.Elinde dilek agaçlarindan kumas parçalari sallaniyor.Bosluga bakiyorsun.Önünde bir deniz gibi uzanan toprak kivriliyor.Toprak inceliyor.Toprak sertlesiyor.Çocuklugundan beri rüyalarini delip geçen,uyandiginda yani basindan ayrilmayan bu gizemli ve solgun hüzne bir isim bulacaksin.Hikayen bir sehre gidememek degil,bir sehirden dönememek olacak."
Umay Umay(Rüya Duvarlari-sayfa 13)
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