The land theatre is time for transformation. The transformation of the wheat into bread, of corn into 'polenta'. A one-way transformation, irreversible.
You cannot be what you were and what you are at the same time.
Nonetheless there is a thin web connecting all: human beings, beasts, seeds, fruits and leaves. Maybe for this reason we find ourselves in the land theatre, to ask each other what keeps us together, which sorrows, which joys, which destiny we share in common in this spinning top world.
Time goes by and makes us change from hour to hour, before we met, but we are all prisoners of that thin web that connects signs, actions, words and things.