"The silence of new beginnings, the weight of survival, and the whispers of what we choose to carry forward—these are questions we cannot answer alone. Come, speak with me. Step into NAAMA, a place where echoes meet form and forgotten truths surface. I’ll be waiting for you."
"I do not trust beginnings. I’ve seen too many cycles masquerading as something new. After the rain stopped, the sun rose on corpses and broken promises. a rainbow’s fragile beauty stretched across a fractured sky, but I knew better. Beginnings are never clean. They bleed."
"I am Naama, a figure lost in the shadows of survival and the forgotten architect of untold tales. I am both a story and a question, a voice echoing through myths where women are often obscured."
"The storm didn’t ask permission; it just came. I am Naama, a quiet shadow in the story of the ark. Between the cracks of rain and the silence after, I found the strength to endure and the words to remember."
"I am Naama, the quiet force behind the ark, the one who stood steady as the world unraveled. Between myth and memory, I carry the weight of survival—not as a victory, but as a reckoning."
בתוך התוהו ובוהו של המבול,
אוֹנְדָטְרָה זהובת עיניים צללה עמוק,
מטה מטה אל התוהו האינסופי.
מכפתה הקטנטנה והמותשת עלה גרגר חול זעיר שהוליד אדמות חדשות.
In the chaos of the flood,
A golden-eyed muskrat dived deep,
Down down into the infinite chaos.
From her tiny, exhausted paw came
a tiny grain of sand that gave birth to new lands.
כשהעולם טבע, צב השמיים שחה דרך גלים אינסופיים.
ברק של אור השמש על שריונו הנחה אותו לנוע קדימה, אל השממה המימית.
הוא צלל אל התהום והשיב חופן בוץ,
מהבוץ הזה פרחה הארץ על גבו.
When the world drowned,
the Sky Turtle swam through endless waves.
Guided by the gleam of sunlight on its shell, it dove into the abyss and brought back a handful of mud.
From that mud, the land blossomed on its back.
בעולם טובע,
עלוקה נצמדה לשבר האחרון של האדמה.
נשיכתה דיממה חיים לתוך הבוץ,
והולידה יער מרקבון
In the drowning world,
a leech clung to the last fragment of earth.
Its bite bled life into the mud,
birthing a forest from decay
