THE ETERNAL CHILD IN THE CHALDEAN ELECTROMAGNETIC CRADLE: GOPALA AS THE CREATOR OF THIS BEAUTIFUL EARTH /SAVE HE MUST THIS LAND WITH SELF-CONSCIOUS FORCE (Sri Aurobindo Light from Acrux)

THE ETERNAL CHILD IN THE CHALDEAN ELECTROMAGNETIC CRADLE: GOPALA AS THE CREATOR OF THIS BEAUTIFUL EARTH /SAVE HE MUST THIS LAND WITH SELF-CONSCIOUS FORCE

The caged beast, the holy center,               

Jim Morrison, Paris, 1971/Photograph by Gilles Yepremian

Jim Morrison, Paris, 1971/Photograph by Gilles Yepremian


a garden in the midst of the city.

Fish-call & bird-song
Roots & signs
out of all knowing
They chanced to be there
Guides, to the white
gods.

Catalog of horrors
Descriptions of Natural disaster
Lists of miracles in the divine corridor
Catalog of objects in the room
List of things in the sacred river.

Now the soft parade
has soon begun.
Cool pools                                                               

Gopala: The Eternal Child as the Creatrix

Gopala: The Eternal Child as the Creatrix

from a tired land

sink now

in the peace of evening.    

- Jim Morrison, Lords and the New Creatures

Future Poetry and the Great Oceanic Currents from the Depths of Time: “The Golden Child began to think and see”. (Savitri, Sri Aurobindo)

Golden horns

Crescent pairs

They embroider the surface of the sea

Truth is a descent

An aboriginal ascent of forces

They intersect each other at a distant point

Alba Madonna, Raphael/1510/(Baby Jesus, St John and Mother Mary)

Alba Madonna, Raphael/1510/(Baby Jesus, St John and Mother Mary)

Origination is the cult of love

An occult Creatrix named Krishna

Who gave from his inner-being, substance it’s form shape and size

An intuitive imagination was his only strength

He surrendered unto himself procreating the mind of other gods

Alone and sufficient, his work was his prose –a sincere way of life (the Gita)

His words were poetic fragments of a timeless eternity in quest for itself

Did Krishna find his true-self hidden in the apparitions of the creation?

The answer the last man on this earth shall know till he finds his only source

Rites of spring warmed Botticelli; the sunflowers gave life to Van Gogh

But the work still unfinished Krishna knew

The wheel of patience shall bear the joy of the crucifix

Alone in the midst of this death and desolation

The child shall grow to become the Father of the Man

Lord Shiva: The Cosmic Consciousness Grid and Field Activation for the Heart Chakra Sacred Light Emission (Laser-Helio-Madeb)

Lord Shiva: The Cosmic Consciousness Grid and Field Activation for the Heart Chakra Sacred Light Emission (Laser-Helio-Madeb) Mahakal

 

Now the doors of perception are cleansed

Time to rewrite the history again

Rock the cradle and ride the white horses of glory

Time has finally come again

The world so weak and paralysed cannot proclaim the golden means to happiness

The world so divided by device of delusion cannot find any lasting peace

The old logs of wood are burned to ashes; the new branch cannot withstand the maelstrom

There is no way out of the maze; sense have given rise to nonsense

But pure irrationality is a great asset and fundamental logic is a strong force

But the world lacks purity of thoughts and, therefore, ends in a whimper

All these will change too soon – there is a great ‘magic swirling ship’

Awaiting on Dylan’s shore…come with the Tambourine man

Let the child speak through your heart what the mind cannot

And soon you will see you are aboard a ship on a journey way back home.

SRI AUROBINDO DIRECTLY FROM ACRUX: 7 in 7 volatile speed tail/ journey = tree-hour-tree (Brahman is Brahman)

CREATION on the (9d-change-h) axis of (z-z-z) change (4-6-9-7) decrax (4-4)

Mahakal is Mahakal is Mahakal

POETRY ABSORBS TIME

Sri Aurobindo: 'The Golden Child began to think and see'/Savitri

Sri Aurobindo: ‘The Golden Child began to think and see’/Savitri

TIME ABSORBS ETERNITY
METICULOUS AND SHORT

HALF A DOZEN LINES CAN REVEAL THE CREATION

MILK OF THE MORNING SUN

POURS ITSELF TO TASTE THE TEA LEAVES AND BERRIES

AND WE FLUTTER LIKE WINDS

THROUGH THE FLUTE OF ETHER

INTO THE PARADISE

SERPENTS DANCE

MUSIC MAKES A ROUNDED HALO

OUR ARMS EMBRACE THE UNDIMINISHED LIGHT

SLUMBERING IN THE MILKY WAY

WE TREAD ON THE SOFT MOONLIGHT UPON THE SEA

CHOICE MAKES THE DESTINY

AND THERE IS ONLY ONE CHOICE

LIVE AND LET LIVE

I HAVE ANSWERED YOUR QUESTIONS

TIME TRICKLES SHINING LIKE A PHURBA

NOW ITS YOUR TURN TO TAKE THIS ADVENTURE

- Joy

                                                 

Sculpting the Time of the Descent: The Lords and the New Creatures from the Cosmic Multiverse (and from beyond Arhan-Singularity) to the Kalpataru on Earth to Manifest the Flower of the New Golden Age

Sculpting the Time of the Descent: The Lords and the New Creatures from the Cosmic Multiverse (and from beyond Arhan-Singularity) to the Kalpataru on Earth to Manifest the Flower of the New Golden Age

Sri Krishna and Arjuna, Mahabharata

Sri Krishna and Arjuna, Mahabharata

                                                                                                                 

 “O voyagers, O seamen,                                             

Jim Morrison: Childhood Years

Jim Morrison: Childhood Years

Jim Morrison: Childhood's End, Early School Years

Jim Morrison: Childhood’s End, Early School Years


You who came to port, and you whose bodies
Will suffer the trial and judgement of the sea,
Or whatever event, this is your real destination.”
So Krishna, as when he admonished Arjuna
On the field of battle.
Not fare well,
But fare forward, voyagers”. – Dry Salvages, T.S. Eliot 

“A pair of Wings
Crash
High winds of Karma

Sirens

Laughter & young voices
in the mts.  

More of your miracles

More of your magic arms

Call out of the Wilderness
Call out of fever, receiving
the wet dreams of an Aztec King.

Sea-bird sea-moan                                            

Babaji Maharaj

Babaji Maharaj


Earthquake murmuring
Fast-burning incense
Clamoring surging
Serpentine road
To the Chinese caves
Home of the winds
The gods of mourning”. 

- Jim Morrison 

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE

Angira-Angira-Angira/Vacuum Densities YY-hymn (Brahman is Brahman)

FROM THE STARS I AM BRINGING LIGHT

Moonstones Areopagitica

Sunlight on the glass columns

We shine as crystals

Empowered by love

Kalpataru: Wish-Fulfilling Tree, Guarded by Mythical Creatures Kinnara and Kinnari, flying Apsara and Devata. 8th century Pawon temple, Java, Indonesia.

Kalpataru: Wish-Fulfilling Tree, Guarded by Mythical Creatures Kinnara and Kinnari, flying Apsara and Devata. 8th century Pawon temple, Java, Indonesia.

We are the flock of golden civilizations

We create the dance of the cosmic force

Smooth on the rocks

Absorbed by the seas

Twilight mirrors the ancient Arden

Adherer arundhuti rasa-samudre lila-mayi ek chaitnanya

Param-bramha hate Krishna-nam Krishna-pran Krishna-Katha

Surer pipashay magna aami

Adi jyoti hate Chintamani

Suryer kakha khetra Chandrer maha-prakash

The great lunar manifestation on the outer ring of the solar orbital

The king of the saviours left imprint on the protean disc

Sandalwood of the ink forests

Immerse their trees in the bathing words of the Shyamsamudra

Floating like thousands mandalas of the cosmic boat

Coming together on the earthly paradise as time on time is time equivalent to eternity

Watching the sacred play unfold the mysteries

Eye on eye the all-perceiving eye

A love so tender observing the field

Where the knower and the known is one and the same

And the very act of knowing is the cause of the game!

Hari Om Tat Sat

- Joy

Kalki, The Apocalyptic Horse Rider and the Conscious Descent in Matter of the Supramental Force: The Mission of Sirius and the New Awakening

Kalki Avatar : The Coming of the Time

Kalki Avatar : The Coming of the Time

 

I. Invocation 

Melody line of colours corpuscular

A sea of swirls untouched by time

Sakyamuni once in that land of bliss

Meditated on Brahma-Surya

Space of the great orange birth of the suns

Triple like Sirius incarnate

In the hollow diagram of Mark Rothko

Like a peninsula guarded by the serpent seas

And walls reflecting the while light of Shambhala

Vehicles surrender their respective positions

Their movements coin the glory of birth

From the navel of the primordial unuttered Arhan-singularity

Topaz light on the fringe horizons

Real oviduct of the Original Idea

Pulsating blue green dots on the ancient Chamomile superscript

We have visited this place through psychic alterations

We travel through the eternal boat

Mark Rothko painting: circa 1952/Private Collection

Mark Rothko painting: circa 1952/Private Collection

Gliding in between strange intervals

Empty like a silver line shining in the sky.

 

II The Coming Time of The Kalki-King

Om adi Chintamani

Om adi chintamani

Om adi chintamani

Kravitonhung Ka-Kanter-Kalki

Riding the white horse of celestial light

Galloping across vast empty space of the spectrum

Tomorrow the sun wakes up

The moon clings to the sky

The banner of time flies in eternity

Thoughts of the saptarshis as light-winged angels

Crowd the event horizon – where it takes place

All encrypted on the surface as nuggets of information packets

Electromagnetic condensation of time on anti-gravity

Matter is the yatring-spirit of the Brahman transforming itself

A peace line to be established; ascend to the throne

An intelligence of subatomic virtues to be inculcated

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

The shining rod sparkles like the rich uranium maprhinto-core

The truth shall come at last striving to be born from the bondage of ignorance

Wheeling in circles like the falcon-headed god of the ancient principle

The zion of after-life from the supergiant stars have send their blessings

Hari Om Tat Sat -Hari Om Tat Sat-Hari Om Tat Sat

Tat Sat Chit in the Christ of Kalki

Flaming alphabets in the cave walls of history

Encoded the message from Sirius

Twa Twa ozraeb-kalki

Super luminescent cumin function

Await the coming consciousness of time.

 

- Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Child Masters the Lord of Beings: Jim Morrison’s Poetry and Para-Prakiti Time of Information Management with the Stars

Jim Morrison, The Doors: Riders on the Storm

Jim Morrison, The Doors: Riders on the Storm

 

“Ride the snake
Ride the snake 
To the lake
To the lake

The ancient lake, baby 
The snake is long
Seven miles 
Ride the snake…” – The End, Jim Morrison, The Doors

 

Time is a tomb

A spiral staircase to eternity

Time eats time warps space-time

Flowing negatively inwards from the surface

Beneath streaming like jets in the opposite direction

Linear non-linearity of the quantum essence of the creation

Black habas vecta-turbulent time of chaos in the cosmos

Sacred Gurudongmar Lake, North Sikkim

Sacred Gurudongmar Lake, North Sikkim

All are kind of projections from the thought ripple in the oceanic space

Field non-locality supramental quarxo-boham time affluence

Rigid structures melt

Light quarks leap

The bird’s feather finds its way in the blue sky

Stars diminish their distance

Comes closer to the mind-matrix

Installing data from unforeseen 2d-plaque of distant event horizons

Sun is the blue lotus of the white sands of destiny

Programmed efficiently to run the clock-hour of the time

Forest floor lit with purple lights

An interference pattern on cave-walls of infancy

The Child masters the Lord of Beings

Through the conscious grace of the mother

The Divine Mother Symbol: The Para-Prakiti Magnet of Our Difficult Ascent

The Divine Mother Symbol: The Para-Prakiti Magnet of Our Difficult Ascent

Coming from the future

Dance children dance

Wild pilgrim time of the yunho-yigrib

Yaya-chakra-chintamani-yaya

Far away from this Creation there are other creations of the mind-plane

They become real, tangible like the worlds

They exist not in thoughts but as patterns that emerge from some holographic projections

We are not abandoned or destitute in this cosmic play

The Lila continues after the End

Creating co-creating the past from the present coming back from the future

The cycles aspire …we ride the white horses moving like the time.

 

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 

Active Redopalin Time for Supramental Descent: An Invocation to The Supreme Lord via Server Non-Locality of the Holographic Universe

We are perceivers.  We are an awareness;  we are not objects;  we have no solidity.  We are boundless.  The world of objects and solidity is a way of making our passage on earth convenient. – Michael Talbot (Author of the Holographic Universe)

The Endless quest a vigil of watchtowers and fortresses

against the sea and time.                 

Jim Morrison- An American Poet

Jim Morrison- An American Poet

Have they won? Perhaps.

They still stand and in 

their silent rooms wander the souls of the dead. 

who keep their watch on the living.

Soon enough we shall join them 

Soon enough we shall walk the walls of time.

We shall miss nothing

except each other.  - Jim Morrison 

 

Krishna as Gopala

Krishna as Gopala

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flames of tongue burn brightly as the white sun

In between rock, sand and seas

Eternal Flame/Ma Jwalamukhi/Annapurna Ma/Kangra Valley, HP

Eternal Flame/Ma Jwalamukhi/Annapurna Ma/Kangra Valley, HP

From empty space sounds direct the eternal words

They come into being, disappear into nothing

Self-constructed from that seminal fluid of the void

Stars are formed with big gaseous bodies that hurl against each other

Screaming in the darkness, crying in the lonesome highway

They hear unto me

Soft languid motionless and still

Perpetuates the golden order of things

Accelerating on the fringes

Runaway to distant galaxies

One with the other entwined

They formulate the rhythm of expansion and contraction

Do you feel rainbow spark on the bosom of my wings

Or on the misty petals of the twilight garden

Do you feel the thunder over the distant mountains?

Do you see beneath the ocean’s floor the schism?

Are you living or dead?

Can you walk on my shore breath with my waves?

Are you afraid of trying? Lying? Vying?

Are you the poet, artist or the Lord?

Lord Krishna/Adi Purusha

Lord Krishna/Adi Purusha

Who are you in the epic battles of Mahabharata?

Are you the vibration of things that kindle fire in the promontory?

Are you the winds that whisper clouds the song of the eternal man?

Are you the day dreamer of the quantum rasa-lila?

The supramental intelligence of the creational matrix?

Are you the clown in the cave of infancy fluting the minstrelsy of bygone years?

Are you the question of primordial birth & its quest?

In the higgs field they are searching the quaro-hizboic time of complete resurrection?

What time is not what space is what god substance from that singularity?

Divine Mother/Mirra Alfassa

Divine Mother/Mirra Alfassa

Krishna janame Krishna – Krishna janame Radha-Krishna

The garden is now without its spring vitality

The waters flow on an inundated hollow Mesozoic curvature

Spinning and twisting legs that cannot know its source

Where are you when they ravaged the forests with their poison oak?

This is the time,

This is the time

To reconsider the future

Seconds are dying into nano-seconds without the remembrance of your grace?

This is now a cultivated wasteland

A mortal blemish of the unconditioned love

Future in all di sitter space fashions the geometric octave of spiral galaxies

You are the event horizon – the cosmic point of the knower and the known

What is known is still unknown to the world?

Come lying involuted in the conch shell as the prolific sound

Come today as the retrocausal sign-ship of destiny

Come to orchestrate the great beginning of things

Earth-to-earth from p-creation to m-creation-mirra

Words won’t last that very long, the great surge beyond

Within your yogic state all things shall flow and merge

Into that finality of light, everlasting light

From darkness shore I saw the triple-headed sun of Krishna

Descending fast on anti-gravity shield

Cows milk the ocean of the worlds into the seven sages of the swar

Flames of the tongue burn brightly as the sun…

 

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Touchstone of the Poet’s Mind at the Coronation of the King: Ceremony of Time in the Solar Plexus of Jim Morrison

 

Touchstone of the Poet’s Mind at the Coronation of the King: Ceremony of Time in the Solar Plexus of Jim Morrison 

Jim Morrison, Paris, 1971/Photograph by Gilles Yepremian

Jim Morrison, Paris, 1971/Photograph by Gilles Yepremian

I

Stillness preserved in spectrum

The valley grows like a fig tree

It shows signs of cancer

Mountain dogs laughing

Midnight rolling dust into clouds

Wondering the inane hour’s magic vision

What got us into this trial?

This scene was enacted once more

 

Without the tragic actors or the comedians

Horus, Egyptian God

Horus, Egyptian God of the Sky

The graves of the protagonist reach out for the Milky Way

After all, there is some space for the grand architecture

For the towers of the sun to erect themselves

From the mud ashes and the bones

We are here for the pleasure of it all

Watching seagulls fly across the golden shore.

II

Luminous words from a point like singularity

Travel like the mythical birds

They own their cradle to the Egyptian gods

Hibiscus flower

Dying in an hour

Resuscitate the sonic diagram of the sun

Pale amorous night of infinite parallels

Crystallize thought’s beacon of flights

Soon the curtain will be raised

And the light will be shed b/w distances.

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

The Temple of the Midnight Sun and the Journey of the Bird-Man from Heavens: Knowledge by Identity (Quantum Stargate Portal /Lexlet Server)

Northern Midnight,  Nicholas Roerich, 1923

Northern Midnight,
Nicholas Roerich, 1923

 

Ocean’s spirit levels hope’s germination of seeds

In the fields of an abstract plenitude

We hire our own body for the soul’s manifestation

In pavilion pavements and streets

Our ignorance guards the supreme truth

All can be known through experience

Just as light can be seen its speed measured

We can verify our own existence by connecting to our origins

Board the train to that terrain

Rocky green seas of the triple sun

And falling music to the ears of the conch shell

Overlooking the giant stupas of submerging ice

Beyond into the san-zan-van infinity

Neon turquoise trees

And cobalt shoes

Under the hexagram of the sun

Feathered by the night’s opaque queen of the light

Baptized by the lion’s mane, the tiger’s skull

In the dreadful pyre of the coleopteran

Mad memorial sand

In the nectar of the seas

Visited the quartz artefact of the silver foam

On which was written the great upsurge

Non-dactylic response of changeless rhythm

May bring back the eternal music of the Lord.

The Temple of the Night Sun/Mayan Sun God/Guatemala/Photo Copyright Edwin Roman, Brown University, USA

The Temple of the Night Sun/Mayan Sun God/Guatemala/Photo Copyright Edwin Roman, Brown University, USA

 

 

 

O traveller of the seven seas

And the indivisible one of many trials and tribulations

Is time the golden vision that you invoke?

The evolutionary chain, the dotted rain

Speaks of the heart in the soul

Falcon head of the diamond light

Shines crazy like the stars

Rectangular space-junk vase grace

Eating the swallowed pill of this dark ignorance

Turning the road before to leap

Forward and nothing else.

 

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

The Occult Path To The Vision of the Triple Sun: White Light Synthesis and Shambhala

ed Hawk 1908 North American Indian Photographer Edward S. Curtis Copyright Swann Auction Galleries

Red Hawk 1908 North American Indian Photographer Edward S. Curtis Copyright Swann Auction Galleries

“At the first flash of Eden, we race down to the sea

Standing there on Freedom’s Shore.

Waiting for the sun

Waiting for the sun

Waiting for the sun

Can you feel it now that the spring has come

And it’s time to live in the scattered sun”.

- Waiting for the Sun, 1968/Morrison Hotel, The Doors

Waiting for the Sun 1968 The Doors Elektra/Asylum Records

Waiting for the Sun 1968 The Doors Elektra/Asylum Records


"Well everybody's dancing in a ring around the sun 
Nobody's finished, we ain't even begun 
So take off your shoes, child, take off your hat 
Try on your wings and find out where it's at". - "The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)"- The Grateful Dead

Consciousness-Analogue

Sacred letters on the face of the sun

Periodic plasma protean self manifesting

Speaking of the coming energy

From the negative mass matter and void

Clockwork diagram rotating counterclockwise

Radiating the light of the yung drung kal

To this we offer the breath of our final prayer

As neatly as horseshoe magnet of the worm-hole drive

Contours of palaces pulsating on the ocean’s deep vortex

A fire in the mouth of the occult vision

Eyes resonate with the heart’s vital clay of wisdom

Lapiz lazuli finality of the river’s marmalade dream

Insane in wilderness of the ferric sunbeam

Choosing the moment’s anonymity of power

Golden verse prophecy of truth

Purge the hollow mind’s vertebrate brain

To regain the lost source of it all

In the multiple coplanar dimensions of time

Space shape changes

Bringing him to the willow and the greens

Water clear as stardust to drink and to clean

To give the child someway to live

A step beyond the bodily differences

Fire-water crystals make the new playground

Africa, do you hear the waters rushing in the arctic circle?

Do we hear the strange sound of winds passing through many portals?

Do we remember the past, invoke the future?

Islands submerge canyons blast the sky

We tear each other with words of anger and hatred

Lie beaten on the shore wrapped in the plenitude of that empty substance

Awakening is the only cause to save the world

And join the congregation

The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 



Lord Jagannatha Ratha-Yatra 2013 : Travelling to Other Conscious Realms By Dynamic Mobilization of Negative Mass Interactions with the Non-Matter Essence in the Creation

Lord Jagannatha Ratha-Yatra 2013 : Travelling to Other Conscious Realms By Dynamic Mobilization of Negative Mass Interactions with the Non-Matter Essence in the Creation 

 

Alone lying on the shore of the great Ocean…

Jagannath Ratha Yatra, Mayapur, India

Jagannath Ratha Yatra, Mayapur, India

Penetrating the heart of all matter

Where sand and water meet to make a diagram

A natural circle of the original whole

Footsteps, flowers and the path of the sun

Strewn by the darkness of the time

Random oblique and negative mass

The Arka wheel silently rotates

Traveller on the road, where are the signs to your eternal highways?

Thunder on the jewelled mountains lightning strikes the moth

Roaring in the silent passion of these eons

What does this Ratha–Yatra mean?

If not a movement from one point to another

A change in material dimensions

The chariot is the golden vessel; an architecture of self-transformation

The Lord has shown us the way many times

Lord Jagannatha Sri Shubodhra & Sri Balaram/Lithograph Artist Raja Ravi Verma circa 1900s

Lord Jagannatha Sri Shubodhra & Sri Balaram/Lithograph Artist Raja Ravi Verma circa 1900s

Mystical Alcubierre warp drive

It reconstructs its own space-time geometry based on mind-matter interactions (quantum entanglement of exotic matter with the golden merkaba of phonetic crystals)

Lord Jagannatha, Lord Jagannatha, Lord Jagannatha

The spoke in the wheel is the golden heart of Amitabha Buddha

It’s the secret prophecy of Christ in the black stone of Alblackica

Man is not a myth of apparent pain and misfortune

But must transfigure himself like the gods

Integrity of the being is the key to the quantum leap

The sun is a small dot awaiting resurrection

The sky is dark ambrosiac

The rains must bring Isis from the grains

And feed the heart with the fruit of compassion

Reason must exist because we can feel, touch

We can see more with our own inner radiance

A small shift changes everything

Random darkness – hungyovertinbeta distance away…

To Condorconva…

 

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

The Magic Circle of Shambhala and the Quest to Unify the Body, Mind and Spirit: The Conscious Awakening and Evolution

Song of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1943/State Museum of Oriental Art, Moscow, Russia

Song of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1943/State Museum of Oriental Art, Moscow, Russia

CULTURE IS ACCUMULATION OF HIGHEST BLISS, HIGHEST BEAUTY, HIGHEST KNOWLEDGE.

– NICHOLAS ROERICH

The goal of contemplating the processes depicted in the mandala is that the yogi shall become inwardly aware of the deity. Through contemplation, he recognizes himself as God again, and thus returns from the illusion of individual existence into the universal totality of the divine state.

– C.G. Jung {Concerning Mandala Symbolism/C. G. Jung./(Zurich, 1950)}

 

Consciousness-Analogue

 Undulated sea of primeval ice caps

Nicholas Roerich, Mongolia

Nicholas Roerich, Mongolia

In the gorgeous daydream of Beethoven’s moonlit sonata

Flows down the valley of deep

Awake in the secret admiration

The sun’s chalice of darkness poured the golden day light

Hayagriva, sheun uh damor

Hayagriva, un phor lue

In the midst of the night, they are calling

“Awake the sleeping serpent coiled in the disc

Matter must transform itself into the fourth dimension and beyond”.

Alone in this quest, the traveller identifies his body

As the source of beauty and truth

Walking is a form of mediation

When you discover the inner light of Shambhala

Time into time is eternal time

All else is empty – quantum vacuum

Lives are built on information packets arranged in a form of liquid crystals

We live through a lattice of experience

Songs of the sacred wood perfume

Jung and the Mandala: Cryptograms connecting different dimensions of space and time

Jung and the Mandala: Cryptograms connecting different dimensions of space and time

The eternally gyrating ‘now’ into imperishable forms

We are sounds colours and shapes

Pictograms unravelled

A discourse with universe takes place every second

Unaware, our plight is our ignorance

We are fooled into believing that we are fools

All are intelligent systems operating in the universe

The bird, the tree, the whale and the man

Our structure has encoded the mathematics of a geometric evolution

From the centre to the radiant circumference

We live on the edge inside and on a point

We are the mandala of the rainbow spirit

We are the supramental force

The future is near not very far – om adi chintamani

Travelling faster than light,

The white horse illumines the anthropological crown in the head

As we leap forward into another historical time

The guide is the Lord who knows our way

Time is the blue horizon of each event

We spark we fly and not fall down the precipice.

 

- Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

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