M-o-a-i

Staring at us from the past, the moai
Are they speaking of the future, oh stone statues?
Why are they here, from where, since when?
Are they our protectors or wicked beings?

"Moai"
See The World From Easter Island
Crossing over the boundaries of time

The ceremony begins, unpredictable
The time for the artist's awakening has come
Foolish humans beckoning death
It's fine to perish by our own hands

"Moai"
See The World From Another Space
The spectacle of this world