{"id":224,"date":"2017-05-01T18:30:23","date_gmt":"2017-05-01T16:30:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/clicmusikr.cluster017.ovh.net\/?page_id=224"},"modified":"2017-05-01T18:30:23","modified_gmt":"2017-05-01T16:30:23","slug":"the-ishango-bone","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.danielschell.net\/index.php\/opera-music-theater\/ishango\/the-ishango-bone\/","title":{"rendered":"The Ishango bone"},"content":{"rendered":"
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by Titinga Pacere<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sons of my fathers, the mystery of the number hangs this evening over the valley.\u00a0 And I read. And I count on\u00a0 my fingers the mysteries of Ishango.<\/p>\n

11, 13, 17, 19 = 60. But 3, 6, 4, 8, 10, 5, 5, 7 = 48.<\/p>\n

Sons, sons of my fathers; I miss…!, I miss the key. I will go, I will go early in the morning, accompanied by the first rays of the sun, in order to to decipher the nature. I will go, I will go early the morning on Akagera, on the muddy water of Kadiogo.<\/p>\n

I will sing early in the morning in\u00a0 Man\u00e9ga, Brussels or Ouagadougou,\u00a0 Paris or Silicon Valley : The Ishango bone has learned to me how to count.<\/p>\n

And I read. And I count on\u00a0 my fingers the mystery of the earth. 11, 21, 19, 9 = 60. But 3, 6, 4, 8, 10, 5, 5, 7 = 48.<\/p>\n

Sons of my fathers; I miss, I miss the key of the house. But I will return. I will return at the dawn of the seasons. When the fields are not any more\u00a0 fields, rivers are not anymore rivers, savannas are not anymore savannas.<\/p>\n

Men of the alive complementarities. Termites of deep spiritualities. I will return at the dawn of the seasons, the axe on the shoulder, the\u00a0 couscous in the calebasse. I shall play on the\u00a0 tamtam the rhythms of the tropics. I shall\u00a0 dance under the fires of the ancestors.<\/p>\n

And so their fathers created the laws, built the cities, invented great civilizations.<\/p>\n

Told by Titing Pacere, during the creation of\u00a0 ‘Oratorio Ishango’\u00a0 Palais des Beaux-Arts, Brussels, November 2001. Translation by Daniel Schell.<\/p>\n

C Titinga Pacere (Burkina Faso), Daniel Schell<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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