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IV.
RITUALS AND SPACE-TIME

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Comprehend a shape:
A sacred bundle.

Bound-together particles of time.

Fossil wrapping,
Material existence
Sound of daylight,
Moon in orbit,
Hills that roar
When I unwind.

Hold on tightly
To the fragments,
Rock,
That becomes foliage,
Dirt and water,
Bloom of metal,
Petrified.

Bend the detailed pixel
Face to the horizon,
Blank horizon
Infinite,
Aliened.

Sacred bundle,
small and tainted,
you smell of dirt and time.

A dimension
Luminescent,
Comes upon me
Wired fabric,
Artificial,
Archaic and divine.

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V.
CAVERNS AND THE HUMAN MIND

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As a task to prevail
I tune my senses deep
Into the hum of the horizon
left by galaxies that sleep.

In my task I grow eroded,
A heavy mountain turned to cave
A nest of shaodws
Hold down fire,
Fire burning
At slow pace.

Now in vision
senses spriral
turning color into maze,
As a task is just an action
A tunel just a tunel
A maze, only a maze.

And though mystery is not
revealed in shape,
The vision and the hum do
expand my gaze,
A tilted angle
A broken crest
A fifth dimension
A sound in depth.

And so,
To fullfill my purpose
I orbit nothingness,
An invisible magnetic,
A field that I create.
A call on cratered surface
Fills a void in space,
Layering my body
with dust from all that’s dead,
In the hum of the horizon,
until time reveals my face.

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Dedicated to those I love,
Especially Olivia

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Three texts from distant genres set this book in motion; one science, one fiction and a photography catalogue.
They appeared at different stages of the process, all by chance. The first, Thön, Uqbar; Orbis Tertius by
Jorge Luis Borges came about from a conversation with my husband, who mentioned it while discussing
the initial premise of this book and thought it was a good reference since it talked, among other things, of
a “planet where men conceive the universe as a series of mental processes that do not develop in space,
but in a successive manner through time”1. After reading it I soon agreed that it was a necessary source
for the exploration of the essence of creating fiction both visual and literary. This short but unfolding story
presented me with questions that guided the elements I would include as factual throughout the different
segments of this book. It did so by inviting me to be in and out of the story I was constructing, as well as in
and out of the references I was presented with as true, until I no longer saw a difference and was free to
narrate only through the interval of both. The second, Stephen Hawking’s A Brief History of Time appeared
as a combination of contemporary news, pop culture and mysterious brain function. And so, at a moment
of deliberation about the meaning of time I found myself reading his very famous book published in 1988
and went on to embrace it as research on how the universe behaves from a scientific perspective. I was left
with much more than its immensity and mechanics. I can only describe the result as being mind blown-even
though I have thought of more refined ways of describing it. The centuries of theories, acknowledgements
and facts about relativity and quantum mechanics inspired a recycling energy of personal views, characters
and landscape-based scenarios that can be found in previous pages and most probably in future works. The
third text, Permutations on the Picturesque by John Phfal, is a series of work comprised in a catalogue from
his exhibition in 1997 at the Light Work Organization’s Robert B. Menschel Photography Gallery.

After many months of our family moving and packing to seemingly never unpack, this 22-page publication
found its way into a very small list of light travel possessions. When finally found, it illustrated an example
to the conversation that had been latent for the past few years of my artistic practice. Where within the
history of photography was there work that boldly referenced the analogue/digital duality as a post-modern
cultural reality that sought to detach from the ties of the past without negating or dismissing it?

A version of that question is presented through the photographic images and multi-discipline approach
I have taken to create this fictional document of a new era. One where the very large possibility of time
reconciles with the very mundane aspect of it and proposes a view where the fear/worship of technology
is balanced by the fact that analogue and digital are the same thing in different times. Which is why
Phfal’s series is so important, as the “photographic and post-photographic are wonderfully intertwined
in an insightful interpretation of traditions, technologies and histories”.2

Later on, and following the path common to fiction, this book found its way to expand. And so, what had
started with Era: Fragments of an Evolving Landscape came to being Volume I of Mission Ceres, Enkyklios
Paideia, an installation that encompasses all aspects of the story of C.A.L.I, an artificial intelligence in
shape of a satellite sent to outer space. Videos of its views on earth, 3D prints of the findings of its initial
design, rocks it chose to render and save as its own fragmentation, objects used to produce and store
content for its system, its journal in the style of a text book of academic purpose; poetry retrieved and
refurbished...a long list of links into its parallel world. And this edition you hold, the first official gateway
into its nucleus, just as C.A.L.I is the core of another planet that came to be around its metallic body.

Carolina Montejo

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Mission Ceres Enkyklios Paideia
VOL.1

Era: Fragments of an evolving landscape

Carolina Montejo

Copyright © II Millenium
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I would like to thank my family and friends, who inspire, accompany and give meaning to everything I do,
including this book. To Andrew, my husband, with whom I have the greatest conversations and who is
everything from technical support specialist to critic, to friend, to lover. To my beautiful parents who gave
me love and freedom, and today give me inspiration and example-and are also my biggest patrons. To my
sister and brother who are like my own children. To my Olive, for being who she is and blessing our life with
her energy and curiosty. To the many adoptive mothers and fathers that I call grandmothers, aunts, uncles,
friends and spriritual guides. To everyone who seeks wisdom and knowledge of mind, body and spirit and
has left their findings in the world to share. To the real and magical Vivanco O’Neill family who have become
discoverers of a new world in this story.

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This is a fictional story based on life on earth in the technological leap era.
All artwork, text and poetry was created by Carolina Montejo

This artist proof was finished on September 13, 2016 in San Diego, California.

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