WA Delegate: None.
Founder: The Santuario of Casa Atahualpa
Embassies: San Francisco.
Today's World Census Report
The Highest Drug Use in Machu Picchu
World Census experts sampled many cakes of dubious content to determine which nations' citizens consume the most recreational drugs.
As a region, Machu Picchu is ranked 9,213th in the world for Highest Drug Use.
|1.||The Best Minds of My Generation were Destroyed by Madness||Left-wing Utopia||“Howl”|
|2.||The Seductive Aroma of Alien Orifice||Liberal Democratic Socialists||“One moon shows in every pool. In every pool, one moon”|
|3.||The Confederacy of Eojire||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“The ceremony of innocence is drowned”|
|4.||The Santuario of Casa Atahualpa||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“Una canción desesperada”|
|5.||The Den of Devils||Moralistic Democracy||“Where every day is one Hell of a party”|
- : The Confederacy of Eojire arrived from Isle of the Undead.
- : The Den of Devils arrived from The Rejected Realms.
- : The Seductive Aroma of Alien Orifice arrived from Osiris.
- : The Santuario of Casa Atahualpa arrived from Osiris.
- : The Santuario of Casa Atahualpa appointed The Best Minds of My Generation were Destroyed by Madness as Poeta Sin Bicicleta with authority over Appearance, Border Control, Communications, and Embassies in Machu Picchu.
- : The Santuario of Casa Atahualpa removed regional password protection.
- : The Vortex of Chaos departed this region for San Francisco.
- : The Vortex of Chaos arrived from Tel Aviv.
- : The Goddess of The Gods of the region San Francisco cancelled the closure of its embassy in Machu Picchu.
- : The Rogue Nation of Unattended Deli Lines of the region San Francisco ordered the closure of its embassy in Machu Picchu.
Machu Picchu Regional Message Board
No está mal. Excluding the anaphoric flab in the penultimate and ultimate lines, your translation approximates the average rendering. Above all, I favor Clarke's (A Kiss For Señor Guevara) interpretation, particularly the wordplay and metaphorical license in the ultimate, so close that your eyes close on my dreams.
Hopefully, Borges is welcome in Machu Picchu.
En su grave rincón, los jugadores
Rigen las lentas piezas. El tablero
Los demora hasta el alba en su severo
Ámbito en que se odian dos colores.
Adentro irradian mágicos rigores
Las formas: torre homérica, ligero
Caballo, armada reina, rey postrero,
Oblicuo alfil y peones agresores.
Cuando los jugadores se hayan ido,
Cuando el tiempo los haya consumido,
Ciertamente no habrá cesado el rito.
En el Oriente se encendió esta guerra
Cuyo anfiteatro es hoy toda la tierra.
Como el otro, este juego es infinito.
Tenue rey, sesgo alfil, encarnizada
Reina, torre directa y peón ladino
Sobre lo negro y blanco del camino
Buscan y libran su batalla armada.
No saben que la mano señalada
Del jugador gobierna su destino,
No saben que un rigor adamantino
Sujeta su albedrío y su jornada.
También el jugador es prisionero
(La sentencia es de Omar) de otro tablero
De negras noches y blancos días.
Dios mueve al jugador, y éste, la pieza.
¿Qué Dios detrás de Dios la trama empieza
De polvo y tiempo y sueño y agonías?
Set in their studious corners, the players
move the gradual pieces. Until dawn
the chessboard keeps them in its strict confinement
with its two colors set at daggers drawn.
Within the game itself the forms give off
their magic rules: Homeric castle, knight
swift to attack, queen warlike, king decisive,
slanted bishop, and attacking pawns.
Eventually, when the players have withdrawn,
when time itself has finally consumed them,
the ritual will certainly not be done.
It was in the East this war took fire.
Today the whole earth is its theatre.
Like the game of love, this game goes on forever.
Faint-hearted king, sly bishop, ruthless queen,
straightforward castle, and deceitful pawn --
over the checkered lack and white terrain
they seek out and begin their armed campaign.
They do not know it is the player's hand
that dominates and guides their destiny.
They do not know an adamantine fate
controls their will and lays the battle plan.
The player too is captive of caprice
(the words are Omar’s) on another ground
where black nights alternate with whiter days.
God moves the player, he in turn the piece.
But what god beyond God begins the round
of dust and time and sleep and agonies?
It's that time again. It's definite now that starting this Friday, August 16, Woodstock 2013 will start and go through the weekend.
We AREN'T asking anybody to move out of their region. We're inviting you to temporarily send a puppet during August 16-18 to Woodstock.
It'll be a weekend of peace, music and love. So come on! Make peace, music and love with us in a celebration of the festival that helped define our times.
Even if you missed the original, you don't have to miss this one!