A fragile travel from Anatolian civilizations to today’s technology…
Heroes of a world made of sharp cliffs on normadic lands, torrid sun, whisper of the wind, and smell of the rain; shepherds… Sages of naive, pure, lucid desires spreading from the center of the soul; shepherds… Loneliness, their companion… Peoples of the moment, unbound by the past, independent of the future; shepherds… Silent witnesses of natural miracles; shepherds… Innocent and humble guards of the mysteries of life; shepherds… Searching fort he formula of immortality; accumulating love, subtracting pain, multiplying with bliss; shepherds… Philosophers observing the existent, questioning the unknown; shepherds…
And a message by a shepherd to the shepherds of today……….İKİNDİ
At the limit of time, When day mingles into the night, In the pale darkness, Only a light, far away. That’s me, ikindi.