The dragon had iron teeth: one finds them here and there, alongside the roads,
in the rice fields, refused by the earth.
Evermination passed over this land. Who could count what burned with the
houses? Traditional Korean beliefs profoundly linked the spirits to their material
abode Jroeng Chu, the Spirit of the Highest Beam, Tyei Swok, the Guardian Spirit
of the master of the house, and the souls of the ancestors preserved in the baskets
of clothing. . For all chose there can be no resurrection, and there is no other
choice for the living.
But first of all: four million dead, the hatreds fanned to flames, the infinite accounts
to be seuled (a new saga of the Atreidae), all the accumulated lies... Spare me
passionless judgments. The misunderstanding of the other is as inseparable from
war as from love, and to rebuff the warrior convinced that the others started it
would hardly go down well with the Heroes-of the-Big-One in our own families.
When a country is split in to by an artificial border and irreconcilable propaganda
is exercised on each side, it's naive to ask where the war comes from: the border
is the war.