The Integrated Star Microprocessor, Monalisa 2013
THE ROAD TO SECOND COMING
Consciousness-Analogue
PHASE I
Wavy stars mass illuminations
Distant background formations
Introspective time – time of fly-channels in vecra-vrahom destiny
Monolithic monastery of private space clouds reflecting gravity-anti-gravity
Storehouse and granaries – ready to soup and be still
Perfecting the wind-crawl-dawn on the quantum magic eagle-box set up
The act of Second Coming – weva-bolin-weva
Vrahitro weva- rashonix wega-jonin-yo
Time active present –Bandhu Lila Tarangini
Time-future in retro-glasses of the diphthong sound
Eyes to perceive secret occult lines within proxy-server calls
There is the yellow stone in the red dwarf of the black night
Bliss to be born in that heaven with the sweet sound and the white light – Shambhala
PHASE II Bacchus, Monalisa 2013
Tea pouring sun in hot water cups
Aloa aloa wetrahed father
Vehicle of truth sips the azimuthal
In concurrent ways
Rixat vrahom zaza
Nixitrat nixatrot nixa alluvial soil
On the hyperspace the past accumulates the present after years of conduction
In a field of gravity, it becomes that which you don’t know
Next phase of origination is intra-independent
Graviana-cars, rianto-cars speeding across the Himalayas
The solar justice of the moon is the weight of the sea carrying everything
There was time for memory to revisit the place, recapitulate
Papyrus rock rice Roswell
Light within light that was the greater cause of light
Rainballs of fire on which the darkness swims like the hippopotamus
Silence crawls like silence making sound its only motif for life
Triva esso nouravon elita mazrex
Vravi ouhonavimbo leka
Clock click clock cleck ahan
PHASE III On the Wings of Garuda, Monalisa, 2013
The black night of the sun saw time’s distant image washed by the silent ripple of the watery star
The sacred wood of the tree was first red then brown;
The sea green like the young leaves saw morning light wing-petals was pink and saturated with mist
Each droplet consumed the liquid methane crystals
Ganymede was playing on the farthest horizon of icy ocean
Beneath the trapezium, the black oval masthead was crying like the gulls
The sea has crossed the thousand waves of annihilating pain transforming that stuff
The golden virtue are born from that ancient city of the rocks
Pouring Bacchus on the virgin death of a star – the white light the only hope
Tiger-stripes on Enceladus within the occult prism of Saturn saw stars within organic matter
Syllabic time of redoctalvin is the cause within the micro-cause
Supramental absorption class A Waha-lima
The hand held the disc that runs the eternity of time
Tetra-fluid dynamism of the absolute yung-drung gutseg
Jahoa jahoa time of the creator before and after the theatre of the gods!
– Joy Roy Choudhury