Out of dreaming and the moment, we came together, and from our dreaming
… from our love, we gather bricks and mortar from the crying sky. One by one, we laid each brick
… one by one, our dreams took to life
… one by one, our love took shape.
Never before had we come together with such purpose. Never before had we been so united. This was the gift … the gift that The Dreamer had given.
To honour him, the Traveller, the Dreamer, the one we called Çédô, we built the Star Temple of Dreaming that we named Dal’la’mura. This became the temple for dreaming
… for those who wished to become dreamers, explorers of the boundless limit.
Here it was begun that the first of many structures of dreaming were forged … the first of many sites that honour him, we called “Çédô”. But this temple meant more than just stones and rocks, more than dreams, stars, and moon shapes
… it was a place of the Dreamer, the Traveller, Çédô.
From here, he began the next phase of dreaming. He carried our inspiration far, building on our bonds of nationhood and brotherhood. Not only was he our guide, but also our leader. He was the moon and stars. Here was a home to all, as the Dreamer taught us dear.
