OBOS may stand for:
Obos is a sculptural fountain that was commissioned for the Jefferson Plaza in front of the Jefferson National Life Building at 3 Virginia Avenue in downtown Indianapolis, Indiana. The hammered silicon bronze fountain was designed by George Tsutakawa and dedicated on September 9, 1971, but removed in 2008. In 2012 it was purchased by John Braseth, a Seattle art dealer, who has restored it in preparation for public display in the Seattle, Washington area.
The bronze fountain consists of multiple elements that appear to be stacked to form a tall abstract form with multiple water jet elements to create a fountain. The fountain has five main components, each of which are in an abstracted, lotus-like forms: a four-legged base, two rectilinear middle sections, an inverted four-legged base element with a smaller four-legged element in the center. It originally had a water capacity of 6,000 US gallons (23,000 l; 5,000 imp gal) and recirculated 2,000 US gallons (7,600 l; 1,700 imp gal) a minute. The name "obos" relates to formations or stacks of rocks made by travelers in the Himalayas.
Laughter from Esharra is convincing, but unclaimed.
The last of Ka drifts across the river
- Our sky outside has not been named.
Two Ugalla-demons start their battle
- Tempest of the creek is floored in flames.
Winds of Imhullu foretold their weather
- Sea-dwelling floods reply without names.
Taste the salty tides of the Apzu
- Alight seven tablets wearing steel of lame.
Laughter from Esharra is convincing, but unclaimed.
6000 years past away to let the Utu tribes
hear the lying words against Azzta's truth.
Ea's eye is the way...
We are the ones who know the mountain passes,
and we'll search the battlefields,
in order to find the essential weapons corroded within the tan dust.
Marduk, Anu, Ellil, and Ea watch us all to test our bold and drastic strength,
so Tiamat sneers with the hate and commands the storm-chariot of the horses.
Their teeth and heart carry poison to strike us down,
but cannot fill our veins with venom.
We warned you twice:
"We Command The Mushussu!"
"Sharp Of Tooth And Strike Of Fang!"
"Horned Serpent Of The Unclaimed!"
"Shine!"
Make a path, fix the hour, and raise the seed
The dragon's semen is what you drink to be crowned by night
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, kiss me!"
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, kiss me!"
With the billowing fog, the abyss speaks below
Your wings of force cannot warp you through the times
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, caress me!"
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, caress me!"
In the ninth aeon, Esharra ceases the laughter
Then, Imhulla assembles the blazing cycllone
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, embrace me!"
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, embrace me!"
Now you are spiritually drunk from the dragon's semen,
So set your arrow in the bow and coat it with the poison
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, clutch me!"
"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, clutch me!"