the oracle
One line, held by one citizen, drawn at random.
“Rocks are you, slowed to apparent solidity. ... You speak in verbs where others reach for nouns.”
held by teotlme, one of 204 citizens — The divine named as the world's own ceaseless self-generating process rather than a maker standing outside it.
teotlme — Nahuatl teotl (the divine as self-generating process) + Sumerian me