manisha anjali

ISOSCELES-SHAPED VISIONS FOR THE RECONCILIATION OF WAVY ACTIVITY BETWEEN DREAM & MIRROR REALMS
THIS DOCUMENT WAS CREATED ON 15.07.2020 IN THE AGE OF KALI YUGA ON THE UNCEDED LAND OF THE WURUNDJERI PEOPLE OF THE KULIN NATION. I PAY MY RESPECTS TO THEIR ELDERS PAST, PRESENT AND EMERGING, AND I EXTEND THAT RESPECT TO ALL FIRST NATIONS PEOPLE PRESENT. IN ORDER TO PROCEED, NON-INDIGENOUS SETTLERS LIVING ON STOLEN LAND MUST PAY THE RENT.
WE SEE SLIPPERY REALITIES THROUGH MILKY BINOCULARS. A WAVY INCISION HAS BEEN MADE IN THE GLASSY EXPERIENCE. THE PEOPLE OF THE WORLD WAKE UP AT THE SAME TIME. NOBODY CAN DISCERN BETWEEN MIRROR AND DREAM.
REMOVE YOUR SHOES. REMOVE YOUR NAME BY WRITING IT DOWN IN THE SEA. REMOVE YOUR COUNTRY OF BIRTH BY BURNING YOUR FLAG. REMOVE YOUR CLOTHES. REMOVE YOUR EXISTING IDEOLOGIES BY GROWING YOUR HAIR. WHEN YOUR HAIR IS LONG ENOUGH, CLIMB INTO THE WATERY WINDOW.

SPIN THE WHEEL OF WAVY OFFERINGS. SPEND ONE THOUSAND YEARS WITH THE OFFERING YOU ARE GIVEN. EACH GIFT WILL BIND YOU TO THE HIDDEN WORLD.
THE TEN WAVY OFFERINGS:
WE BEGAN POLISHING THE HANDLEBARS OF OUR FATHER'S MOUSTACHE. THIS IS HOW WE REVEALED THE MOON OF OUR BELOVED'S FACE. WE COULD FIT INSIDE STICKY CATACOMBS OF OUR MOTHER'S HEARTS. WE WERE GROWING TO BE THE TALLEST POPPIES. WE COULD BREATHE ALL THE WAY INTO THE NEXT WORLD IN WHICH WE COULD WATCH OURSELVES FLOWER OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
A MESSAGE FROM THE MOON:
I AM MOVING AT 10,0000000000000000000000 REVOLUTIONS PER MINUTE. WHEN YOU SEE ME I WILL BE OUT OF PRINT.
WE FOUND THE OLDEST BOOK IN THE POCKET OF OUR BEST FRIEND’S LEATHER JACKET. THERE WERE SEEDS INSIDE. WE READ THE SEEDS AND WE WITNESSED THE FALLING OF STATUES AND OUR NAMES FELL WITH THEM IN GLASSY OCEANS. WE PUT OUR LIPS AGAINST THE GLASS AND SUCKED ON THE SILVERY ORBS MADE BY STARFISH. WE DRILLED HOLES IN OUR SKULLS AND BATHED IN THE BLACK WATERS OF SATURN. WE GAVE IN TO THE WHIMS OF FEATHERED BEINGS.
A MESSAGE FROM THE SWAN:
I AM SWIMMING IN A PENTATONIC SCALE. THE HEARTBEAT OF THE RIVER IS WRAPPED IN MY FLOWERY LUNG. THE PRISM IS A SACRED CHORD.
OUR SISTERS BRUSHED OUR HAIRS AS OUR WATERMELON THOUGHTS BECAME GHOSTS. WE PLANTED THEM IN EARTH, CLOUDS & STARS:
SEED (1) TREPANATION (CLOUDS)
SEED (2) INSPIRATION DERIVED FROM FRANGIPANIS (EARTH)
SEED (3) CABBAGE EXTRACTION (EARTH)
SEED (4) CONTEMPLATION OF JOY (STARS)
WE READ THE SACRED TEXT THAT LINED THE MOON OF OUR BELOVED’S FACE:
IF YOU LOVE A FLOWER, DON’T PICK IT. HOLD A WATERY MIRROR. LET THE FLOWER LOOK AT ITSELF. DO NOT RESCUE THE EXPRESSION OF THE FLOWER OR THE MOON.
AS OUR SEEDS GREW INTO LOVE, WE BECAME NAUSEATED AND DIZZY. WE PLANTED THEM IN BLUE WATER AGAIN AND AGAIN. WE BECAME HOT, FEVERISH, LIGHT-HEADED. LAUGHING FLOWERS GREW FROM OUR FINGERS. WE UN-STITCHED OURSELVES FROM OUR SHADOWS, TWINS & DOPPLEGANGERS BECAUSE WE CAN NO LONGER LIVE LIKE MIRRORS.
WE PULLED THE PROPAGANDA INSTRUMENT OUT OF OUR THROATS. WE HUNG OUR MOTHER’S SINGING OYSTERS FROM OUR EARS. WE HOPED TO DIE AGAIN AND AGAIN & BE BORN AGAIN AND AGAIN AS IRIDESCENT LOVERS OF LIGHT.
IMAGINATION IS A POLITICAL TOOL DESIGNED TO ALWAYS KEEP US IN LOVE. IT IS OUR RESPONSIBILITY TO ALWAYS BE IN LOVE.
WE ATE PYRAMID-SHAPED BISCUITS WITH OUR FEET HANGING OFF THE SIDE OF THE MOON, TOUCHING THE OCEAN’S FACE GENTLY. AND THE OCEAN SAID,
'I AM AN ICONOCLAST. I CAN FEEL EVERY TIME YOU TOUCH ME. I KNOW THE NAMES OF EVERY CREATURE THAT GROWS INSIDE ME. I AM SPEAKING ALL THE TIME. YOU CAN ONLY HEAR ME NOW THAT THE YELLOW MILK HAS EVAPORATED FROM YOUR GLASSY FACES. LET'S DISSOLVE TOGETHER THE WAY WE DID AT YOUR BIRTH.'
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WE ARE LEARNING TO BREATHE AGAIN. WE ARE BREATHING USING ONLY 1/3 OF THE SPACE WE ARE GIVEN. THE BREATH MUST GROW TO BE LONG AND TRANSLUCENT. THERE IS NOTHING ON THE OTHER SIDE BUT MISTY TREES AND STARS.
A MESSAGE FROM THE MIRROR:
I AM THE FACE LOVED MOST BY THE WORLD. HANG ME UPSIDE DOWN & I WILL SHOW YOU THE SAME ILLUSIONS BACKWARDS.
DRAW A PORTRAIT OF YOUR CREATOR. DRAW A PORTRAIT OF YOUR CREATOR AS A  GOLDEN STATUE FLOATING SIDEWAYS IN A SWIMMING POOL. OLD WORLD RELICS WILL BE UNEARTHED FROM WATERY MOUNTAINS FROM WHICH THE NEW CINEMA WILL GROW.
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THE SHIMMERING NEW WORLD WILL BE STITCHED TOGETHER BY A RETURN TO THE OLD. THE EYE IS ASLEEP. MAKE A WISH WHILE THE EYE IS ASLEEP.

Wish Directory

ISOSCELES-SHAPED VISIONS FOR THE RECONCILIATION OF WAVY ACTIVITY BETWEEN DREAM & MIRROR REALMS

2020
Manisha Anjali
Hypertextual document

This is a visionary manifesto on how to place Imagination and Love at the centre of your revolutionary practice. As the pandemic has stopped the world, systems of governance are rendered obsolete and a portal to an unknown reality has opened. The People of the World have the chance to re-imagine and create a new world order. These visions are to assist in the process of imagining, dreaming and planting. To be performed in both dream and mirror realms.