" THE ROAD GOES ON When someone dies, when his time is up, what happens to the wanderings, desirings, and speakings that were called by his name? Among the Indians of the upper Orinoco, he who dies loses his name. His ashes are stirred into plantain soup or corn wine and everybody eats. After the ceremony no one ever names the dead person again: the dead one, now living in other bodies, called by other names, wanders, desires, and speaks. "

― Eduardo Galeano , Mirrors: Stories of Almost Everyone