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Before Future Unified Language was accepted, people wrote on stones. Here is a selection of preserved ones, with underneath their translations. In time we will add the history of each, and where they were found. For now enjoy the musicality and sense of the past, translated into today's speech and style.

0. About the Inscriptions On Old Grave-Stones

Written On Stone
Whit'red By Centuries
Of Weather And
Destructive Walkers
But What It Does Say
Is Not What It Said
When Meaning Was Still
Locked In Consistent

Descriptions, Related
Words, As If Invented
By One, And Not By
Many Like Now, Hence
And Maybe, Does It
Here Still Make Sense
Or Has It Become Mere Play
For The Ones Never Understanding Anyway:

The Actors Have Freedom
And Can Leave The Play
But Never Return The Same
And Even If They Would They
Would Hide Themselves Ashamed
In Their Forgotten Speech With Words
That Only Expressed Selfsatisfaction
For The Hidious Glory Of Individualism

While Today Every Sentence Is Like A Song
Sung By A Pluralist Choir For All With Many

1. THREE EPITAPHS

WHATEVER DONE AND DID NOT FIT THIS LIFE
THEY FILED UNDER 'WEIRD' OR 'FAILURE'
AND NOW THAT A LIFE HAS ENDED ALL IS GONE
EXCEPT THESE WORDS FADING ON THIS STONE, DECAYING

A LIFE FULL OF DUTIES, CHOICES, AND PLANS
TBH IN TIME NOT A LOT WORKED OUT VERY WELL
ONLY THE BARE FUN WITH A DISTURBANCE ONCE
IN A WHILE AND A PITY NO ONE IS LEFT TO TELL

FORGET THE PAST
IGNORE THE PRESENT
CLAIM THE FUTURE
(YOUNG FARMERS CLAIM FUTURE)

2. THE ROOM

the walls, the ceiling, the floor
the piano covered with various objects
all stands stable and firm
but their bodies moved and
intertwined with subtle sounds

only to be heard from inside the
bliss, rage and extasy
till later on that dark lit night
the rhythms of hearts and breaths
unfolding slow but intricate

absorbed by everything and all around
the walls, the ceiling, the floor
the piano, various objects too
exhausted bodies and thoughts
moving further apartas the morning broke

3. There is nothing quite like it anymore...

The fields once filled with whistles and noises.
Birds and others now move awkwardly.
Useless energy welling up out of nowhere,
The cold and freeze fading below the heat.
The clouded sun makes all living dig holes,
Climb trees, try to hide and expose oneselves,
At the same time before the grass starts
Growing to turn at once to ashes. The piles of sawdust
That trees and plants have become, are blown away
by a sudden storm, an unexpexted blizzard
Very much wished for but feared, not loved. For it makes it difficult to breath at times.

And dogs don't bark anymore.

4. ODE TO THE HAPPY LOT. HEROIC SONG 1.

01 WE ARE SO HAPPY NOW ON COMMON GROUND
02 GONE ARE THE DAYS OF ETERNAL CONFLICT
03 AND STRIFE AS WE BECAME EQUAL ALL
04 WE DON'T LOOK UP AND NEITHER DOWN
05 NAKED AS WE STAND WE ARE ALL BOSSES
06 AND WORKERS IN EVERY SENSE AS WELL
07 THERE ARE NO SINS AND THERE IS NO EVIL
08 WHEN ALL ONLY FACE ONE ANOTHER THE SAME
09 ONCE OUR LANGUAGE WAS UNIFIED AS FUTURE
10 WE COULD ONLY UNDERSTAND WITHOUT MISTRUST
11 ALL DECISIONS ARE IN THE HANDS OF THE CREATIVE
12 WHICH IS NO ONE ELSE BUT OURSELVES: A HAPPY LOT
13 DIVERSE WE STAND FIRM ON COMMON GROUND, COMPLEX AND AS ONE!

5. ODE TO THE FREE. A HEROIC SONG TOO.

DON'T CUT THE GRASS, ENJOY
LET IT GROW HIGHER, IN JOY
DON'T CUT THE ROSES AND FLOWERS
DON'T PICK THEM, DON'T FIX THEM
THEIR SEEDS WANT TO FLY

MUNCH ON THE VEGETABLES RAW
AND COLLECT THE FRUITS AFTER
THEY FELL FROM THE TREE BEFORE
ROT AND MOULD TAKE THEIR SHARE
AS BIRDS AND DOGS WE STOOP

LEAVE THE GROUNDS BARE
FORESTS WILL SPRING FROM THEM
RICH, AND DENSE, AND GREEN
THE BIRDS DON'T FLY BUT BARK
THE DOGS DON'T HOWL BUT WHISTLE

refrain:
WE ARE ALL FORMER HUMANS, FREE!

6. Secretly she ate a fish.

hidden in a barrel
with almost no oxygen

no one could see her
or hear or smell

she felt being rolled out
in anguish and with disorientation

no one ever said she could
could not but the barrel rolled on

she thought it must have been
something historical like a picture

but then what time was it from?
then she secretly ate a fish

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