The Language of the Aliens from Andromeda

Description

The third published book and also an “artificial language” is “the Language of the Aliens from Andromeda” called Malagu Veroy which I started writing 20 years after a “close encounter of the third kind” with them on a bus. The words I adapted the related to the planet Earth I channeled trying to recall or establish astral contact with them. First I will describe the encounter. A close encounter of the third kind on a bus in 1998.
A close encounter of the third kind – an incident during a night bus ride with his ex-stepmother towards Zadar, at 1 in the morning, July 2, 1998, the place of Jasenica near the Maslenica Bridge.

WARNING! Dear Reader, In this case you are reading an actual true biography, this is not another episode of Dylan Dog and you haven’t stopped by Cinestar! That evening I fantasized about going to Africa on a safari to see strange animals, and I said to my stepmother when I looked out of the bus window, comparing the bushes, trees and bushes with exotic animals that I had not yet seen in this life at that time: “Sonja see lions, Sonja sees giraffes, Sonja sees elephants, Sonja sees rhinos!”

That was the case for the first few hours of driving. After passing that part of Velebit towards the Maslenica bridge, we sat on the right side of the bus; it was an old school bus with that yellow rubberized wallpaper, there was no top shelf for things, through the window to my left I first saw two humped camels standing and glowing in the dark, most likely figures or posters, although I don’t know what that would be for there , and a few minutes later, on the right, a white one-story house, a balcony with marble pillars that made up that fence, a green froggy humanoid comes out on the balcony through a haze of light, I point my finger and shout: “Sonja, what kind of spaceman is that?”, Sonja is not listening.

A few minutes later, the safari really happened. Namely, the yellow wallpaper above the window began to swell and crack, and green rhomboid heads with a pear-shaped face emerged from them, some kind of thick light green color, yellow round eyes with pupils without eyelids, no nose and no ears, with a sealed pink with a smiling lip, I would rather say it’s a pink pigmentation in the shape of a smiling lip, with a small like a depression, on black slimy necks that are like slime, the circumference of thin bathroom pipes, the rest of the body is in that intersection of space and you can’t see it, voting something like a slurred sound with a closed mouth.
There were more of them. I asked Sonja what it was, pointing with my finger, and Sonja, in order to blur my experience, answered: “Shadows, it’s only from the great darkness, so our shadows came out like that”, and I’m even more surprised that shadows take on such a shape and they also have her shadow, and not long after that an elderly lady with a curly hairstyle who was sitting on the seat in front of us with a little girl with blond hair was slapped on the head with that head, to which she waved her hand and said: “Oh my God!”, and Sonja as soon as the shadow hit her in the head.

Later, when we were already getting off the bus, when it arrived in Zadar, they started to move inward, and I asked Sonja if the shadows could be moved, and she just said that I could do hers, and she could do hers, and she lied to me that the window was closed so that it was impossible, and then she went to touch the face of that green-headed oddball with her hand.

How did the other passengers react? As far as I know, there was no agitation or screaming, and it even seemed normal to me because I was a 5-year-old child, and I only learned the logic of reality and the impossible in elementary school.

At the age of 17, I began to realize this, painting them, making their sculptures and trying to explain to myself what happened, and then I realized how little human beings know and how essentially human science is limited.

Motivated by this, I began to compose by channeling it through a special form of meditation, that language which I called Malagū Vērōy or the Language of the Aliens of Andromeda.