Max Jurani (CZ)
You come together to build an autonomous village — a village where living beings of different kinships and kinds coexist in harmony with the land. Where everyone has a roof over their head, where peace is nurtured, and work is not forced. Without lords, police, or politicians. Where the fruits of a tree can be freely enjoyed and shared within the community. Where the air is clear, and the winds bend the flowers growing in the fields. Where the lived world is the political world. This is the village that dreaming of is forbidden.
