“I also say that from now on I’ll have to travel the world, so that one day soon, it will appear that everything is nothing but correspondences, relationships of form and meaning. Finally, I say to you in particular, God of war, that this is the promise of an ultimate battle. A battle that Man will no longer wage against others, but for himself.
WIVIWIC:
EN: yes
FR: oui
ZH: 是 (shì)
JA: はい (hai)
IT: sì
DE: ja
ES: sí
RU: да (da)
EO: jes
BASICS
- accept
- agreement
- choose
- sort out
- decide
- fixed
- certain
- if
- meaning
- name
- no
- perhaps
- question
- answer
- ask
- sign
- signal
- symbol
- word
- this
- that
- want,will
DERIVATIVES
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“I say, God of war, interrupted the visitor, that I thank this City for teaching me so much. I say, my friends, that Men are not yet ready to use this thread for a love they don’t all want to hear. But there may be an intermediate step that will enable them to do so, because you are allowing us to think about it today.”
WIVIWIC:A muse then ventured to ask: “Could it be… the thread of love?” The slightly embarrassed visitor let her know that her intuition was correct. Such was the thread of love, which suddenly linked the most diverse meanings, speaking of the world of beings and things in new ways, an interweaving of form and signification.
WIVIWIC:The thread was invisible and infinitely stretchable, and only a mechanism of optical keys, adjusted like glasses, allowed its wearer to observe it.
WIVIWIC:Among them was the God of war, all haloed by his victory over common sense, for man had once again proved his lightness, preferring the game of feelings to immortality! The visitor addressed him first. “God of war, could you tell us the nature of the ‘asjinc horn’?” asked the visitor abruptly.
WIVIWIC:The question was somewhat puzzling, and the god found it rather mocking and inappropriate. After all, nobody knew what the “asjinc” horn was, and he himself didn’t know what it sounded like, looked like, or what metal it was! At this point, the visitor took out a set of optical keys, similar to those used to reveal the presence of the love thread.
WIVIWIC:All agreed on the wisdom of this statement, and the assembly was one in its awareness. Congratulations were already in the air, always lavish when welcoming a new member. The visitor continued, however: “Such an honor makes it all the more difficult for me to tell you how impossible it is for me to accept such a gift.”
WIVIWIC:This is why, after deliberation by the council, and with the unanimous agreement of its members, we have decided to offer you immortality and thus keep you among us.” At these words, only the warrior clan, although previously involved in the decision, expressed real discontent.
WIVIWIC:Had it not been for the serenity of the head of the council, this audience would no doubt have broken up in the noise and bustle. Nevertheless, he obtained immediate silence: “So be it!” he began, not without exceptional gravity, “you find yourself ‘unable’ to receive immortality, and the reasons for this prohibition are your own…
WIVIWIC:“This is… unexpected, replied the head of the council, barely masking his amusement. But so be it. The god of passions will therefore give you a few lengths of this thread, which we encourage you to use sparingly…” Thus surrounded by laughter and congratulations, the visitor was invited to follow a page who promptly led him into the love-thread factory.
WIVIWIC: