Two streams flow in the jug of time: One of Humans and the other of Oblivion. And if these two streams happen to drip together, then the ideas and the meanings that have been forgotten, disturb the material of the jug and coordinate it with the vibration of all those goods that were first tasted by the gods.
Through this world that vibrates, that drips and mixes with the waves of time, the olive oil was born; and through an outburst of memory, it stole the name and the hidden meanings of Oblivion and escaped to reality.
