Om
Vedic rites. Vedic
rites and ceremonies taught
by the mother of
Abdul Kalam. All
this, and I provided the
soul of his father.
Medicine and food.
Plants, hymns, butter: Slaughter and
fire, I suggest. His
father was a boss
in the world—operations,
manufacturing,
the world in the will,
the world awarded with will.
I clear all. I hum.
[The recitation from John Coltrane’s “Om,” Chapter 9, Verse 16 of the Bhagavad Gita, via Hindi-Swahili-Urdu-Gujarati-Chinese (traditional), Google translator]
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