NOMADS ON WHEELS™

The Infinite Seashell Riders of Bakuza inc

We are not placed in time - we have always been moving - without a starting point -
With no real end - just eternal tidal waves of light - a transmission of movement - We never have walked on a tight rope - in a straight line - we never had a physical destination -
We never have believed in a promise land - since forever - we just have been hunting for freedom - beauty and eternity - little euphoria
We have always been fighting more for a state of mind than a land
We have been hunting for reptiles and freedom - sunsets and silence -
We have been carrying trough all deserts, all cities and all highways all our visions - timeless prophecies -
We have provided to planet Earth a rotation system - a constant wind -
a never repeating mantra - we gave a direction to chaos
We have filled the silence with whispers - we have learned how to disappear -
daily levitation
We have created a mystic land between reality and dreamland where it is possible to exist without compromise
We have transformed our souls into vast playgrounds - we have transformed all highways into carrousels
We never have let them get us down - we never have let them kill our dreams
We have opened all doors - we have traced on the floor giant white circles

We have transformed all cars into snakes of light
We have always shared our truth but we never have been prophets
We have always been carried by the wind - to find love or infinity
We have always been the seeds of chaos - the instant birth of automatic ceremonies
Our life is a procession - we are the nomads on wheels
We will never stop - our land is a road

Our body is our own temple
To capture infinity without gloves
To exist without a safety net
To feel wind with skin
To love without fears

The formula of the movement is to never stop.
Carlito Dalceggio inc- Circo de Bakuza