The Integration of Shambhala in the Deep Spiritual Calculus of its 4 Basic Symbols/The Garuda, The Snow-Lion, The Tiger and The Dragon: Mystical Kinship is the Quantum Poetry of Sound-off-Silence

Krishna Bowing to Srimati -Sri Radhika

Sri Krsna Bowing to Srimati -Sri Radhika

Sri Krsna’s all self-offering to Her 

And from Her back to the entire Creation 

Para-brahman of all that exists and will ever exist 

In that sacrificial fire made Love an ocean of Rasa

Hari Nam o sankirtan, Radha-Govinda Chitrakatha

A frame of frames within the literal space-time construct 

commemorates the eternal Yung-Drung of lives 

In the twilight hours the sky, sac-red 

Gave its obeisances for the flowering of peace. 

The Integration of Shambhala in the Deep Spiritual Calculus of its 4 Basic Symbols/The Garuda, The Snow-Lion, The Tiger and The Dragon: Mystical Kinship is the Quantum Poetry of Sound-off-Silence

The ancient bird Garuda is the priest of the sacred Tree     

Chapter 24

Change Returns Success: The Bird (The Garuda) Shambhala Symbol

Holy under the star field

The moon half closed in her vision

Save the flower, fruit and the seed

In the plenary ambit of the rotational cycle 

The tigers roam etching the giant arc of a rainbow

Their majestic movement calm and serene

Towering like the light from the branches of the sun

Crystalline vivid memories flow

Down the liquid tunnel into space arc architecture

Silence of the mountains worship

The streams that run through its veins

The snow-lion treads that vast horizon

Where the stars fiddle with some strange sound   

The 4 Symbols of Shambhala

The 4 Symbols of Shambhala: The Garuda Bird, The Dragon,The Tiger & The Snow-Lion

Music kindled by the fire

By the yung-drung               

By the yung-drung

Their endless cycles all aspire

For thee to descend

Where we shall meet!

Sit there under the cool shade

Eat an apple or a peach!

The dragon not self-hesitating

Awake from the drowsy interior of the seaward pentagram

Seraph of the beautiful dream 

Seraphim of the crowned alabaster

Under the rocky cave of Agastya                           

Jim Morrison The Sac-Red Bard of the Love Street Fard Arden Again...

The Sacred Bard of the Love Street Far Arden Again…

Showed signs of the arrival and departure

Dried thoughts in dead jars of geranium

Cannot utter the innocent child’s eternal rhyme

Lost in the steely graves of the museum or in the booklore of transitory darkness

They blame the ego haunt the body, despair and forget

And kill each other

In the mad ceremony of death.

Yahoava Shiva

Nara-Narayana-Hari

Hara-Hari Altav Mecav

Narasimha yaking yong

Truha Truha Hung

Help you with that!

– Joy

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Galactic Leap Through Automation of Free-Will Extrohan: Love is the Key to Kal-KI Yatra of Madhava

Krishna dancing with the Gopis on the Yamuna Bank Vraja-Lila Quantum Rasa-Samudra

Krishna dancing with the Gopis on the Yamuna Bank Vraja-Lila Quantum Rasa-Samudra

Galactic Leap Through Automation of Free-Will Extrohan: Love is the Key to Kal-KI Yatra of Madhava 

Sweet sandalwood swarms turquoise moon 

Soft as the yellow silk clothing the trees

Can you see the kiss that draped the sunlight of mirrors?

Each garlanded by the madhurya-rasa of the infinite one

A hymn of the night bestowing light

A streaming in of  music from the solar deities 

Leaf stained with the dewy vermilion 

And perfumed by an alien flowering of time 

Sang to the Lord of Lords its eternal song:

(Prabhu Prabhu Prabhu Hey)  (Anantanantamay)

In search of the silent formless void unmanifest

Kalachakra Mantra

Kalachakra Mantra

The cupola of the time as eternity of Buddha

Saw the opening of many invisible doors

So, you may preserve yourself in that wide nothing of conscious life-force

And become the syllabic embodiment of the heart-chakra

White lotus of the sun in blue beak of the honourable sea-bird

Flapping its wings like the breath of each life

A moment of inner-awakening, a call from the shepherd of the mountains

A bearded green tree as chintamani radiating light fragrance

A coiled rainbow serpent at its foot

Fluting the majesty of the golden day

Enter Shambhala exit through the conch-shell of HARI

Paranam naam charishato batsharer lila ananda may

A peace descends on earth so you must light the fire of your will

Stronger than the wheel of time

Radha-Krishna and the Gopis The Perfection of the Heart-Chakra Spin

Radha-Krishna and the Gopis The Perfection of the Heart-Chakra Spin

Stronger than the axle

To become the vajrakaya of the Padma-Sambhava

Your words trace the link to the origins

To the Sesha-Nag Ananta – Vrala –Om Vraja twilight Hari

Crescent moons and Neanderthal Suns and the Meta-phoenix of the distant stars

The rocks roll on the ocean floor carving mandala of an enormous space

Four corners diagonally dissecting the point of the Creatrix

Joachim Alma-Mater trahuv time – thousand Avalokiteshwara of the Shambhala night

Searching the morning that comes to them as wood’s thermal        fragrance

Jim Morrison Photograph Circa 1970

Jim Morrison Photograph Circa 1970

Of the rasa-dance in helio-optical circles of lunar belts

Within itself the rose is the secret of the heart of matter – Adi Chintamani Om

To see that beyond in the within of time is the salvation of the cycles of Kalachakra

To thee place the vision as the leaf offers itself to the butterfly

Tomorrow has built the road for the yearning yesterdays

A song may refill the Absolute space

A time may anoint the sigma of moment

Reach out for that single dew drop Tat Sat Hari Om!

Padmasambhava: Guru-Rinpoche

Padmasambhava: Guru-Rinpoche

MESSAGE FROM PADMASAMBHAVA: VAJRA GRACE

0m ah hung vajra guru peme siddhi hung (3x)

The Golden Sutra of Padmasambhava: 
Read your body by the golden orb of the sunlight that beats into your heart every second-time is eternity captured through the sound fragrance of the mantric syllables -the body prisons the  Lord that you liberate through it into higher dimensional beings -here this means conscious existence at higher levels. (Vajrakaya-Supramental)
The body is the only means to this Lunar Door opening through the madhuyra laya of the kal transforming the obsolete habitual life into further harvest of cultivated thoughts that is not bound by any possible stigma, socio-cultural or esoteric.
Light is dance of the footsteps crossed by darkness now
She is the wecra wlavouf wild fruit of the galactic center
She the teacher of our innermost feelings from the book of the tree
That book is paradise encoded in the virtual server of the magic of love
Mastery of all possible elements is complete with the chakra spinning at the heart of matter manifesting the highest spiritual goodness through the subtle vibrations of sound-kriya conscious pragyan systems – that is the true technology that ought to be in place on earth if it wants to attain true enlightenment by getting an entry into the galactic federation. 
Good Luck Friends!

– Joy

Adi-Tantra of the Big Wheel of Time in the Lunar Corpus Mundi: The All-Spinning Yidam of the Solar Cortex Manifesting at the Prime-Time-Space-Moment Before the Many Worlds

Hari Purush, Prabhu Sri Jagat Bandhu Sundar

Hari Purush, Prabhu Sri Jagat Bandhu Sundar

Para-Bandhu Prajñāpāramitā Besh/Circa 700-1100 CE: The Absolute Perfection of Transcendent Wisdom

Para-Bandhu Prajñāpāramitā Besh/Circa 700-1100 CE: The Absolute Perfection of Transcendent Wisdom

“Kriti matra hau,                   hari hita rau

                         atma shuchi uddharane

Ek tek tatra,                           bata ata bakra, 

                        e rakhan uccharane”

– Prabhu Bandhu Sundor, Chandrapat (The Descent of the Moon)

Adi-Tantra of the Big Wheel of Time in the Lunar Corpus Mundi: The All-Spinning Yidam of the Solar Cortex Manifesting at the Prime-Time-Space-Moment Before the Many Worlds

Yellow line diffusion green belt of chintamani

Continental plate-shifts ajax

Many a mile walking on the shore to see it happen

Already recorded in hyperbolic space

Chari dham, anek naam , maha-uddharan tal lila

Baje sankhya baje madol

Vishnu-Chakra-Ananta-Nag sesh dham parakriti

Para-Bandhu Prajñāpāramitā besh/ higgs non-dual virtual-wetra particle       

OM MA TRI MU YE SA LE DU: Heart Mantra/ Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Founder of BON

OM MA TRI MU YE SA LE DU: Heart Mantra/ Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Founder of BON

The end is soon the beginning is now

Within the circle the trapezium hosts the All-Conscient eye

With every word the decay is fast length absorption of the unknown energy

Silence of time swallowed the scriptures

Leaving the last mantric syllable of Hari

At the heart of the ocean the lotus sprung from His navel

Came out as the blind light of wave-avahom darkness                                         

Jim Morrison, 1968, Frankfrut

Jim Morrison, 1968, Frankfrut

Horse-seer of the ancient tree revisits the old temple of the timeless gods

Yida-nad, yida-nav, yida-ad-natha dancing on the pointless origin

Spinning around a circuit that generates anti-gravity motion at tremendous speed

Seconds worshipped at the pyramidal helix reveal the real world of possibilities

The stage now set belonging to the riders gliding past

The riders on the storm…

Conical glass vase kavi-kratu kalki

Desert sand yellow river moon

Swoon…

Hilltop optical gravitational lensing

Prime nodal erasure effect

– Joy

 

 

 

THE PROXEMICS OF TIME IN CONSCIOUS EVOLUTION OF KALACHAKRA MANDALA: ‘SHAMBHALA IN TWILIGHT RADIANCE OF KALPURUSHA’ (THE WORK IS THE HEART OF THE MATTER ENTERING HIGHER DIMENSIONS)

Kalachakra Mandala, courtesy of HimalayanArt.org

Kalachakra Mandala, courtesy of HimalayanArt.org

THE PROXEMICS OF TIME IN CONSCIOUS EVOLUTION OF KALACHAKRA MANDALA: ‘SHAMBHALA IN TWILIGHT RADIANCE OF KALPURUSHA’ (THE WORK IS THE HEART OF THE MATTER ENTERING HIGHER DIMENSIONS)

 

“First man stood, shifting stance
while germs of sight
unfurl’d Flags in his skull

and quickening, hair, nails, skin
turned slowly, whirl’d, in
the warm aquarium, warm
wheel turning”. 

– Jim Morrison 

‘Hay Hay Jay Jay Pralay Pay

Tay Thay Day Dhay Bandhu Nai Jay’

(Hari Hari Hari Kau) (Maha-Nam Maha-Nam)

– Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor (Chandrapat: The Descent of the Moon)

Time the wheel-barrow spinning

Centre without the point originates creation

Fragrance of light cuts through the four corners

Substance, form takes shape

Justifying the journey from the star field and beyond

Into the woods that harvest the tree of life

Mother of the seven seas, island fathers and mountains

Deep beneath the corpus of time –awakening

I hear the monstrous thud of the riders gliding past

Marching on, their armour brighter than the sun

Moonlight passes by threading the halo of the image reconstruction

A silent working of nature’s force is the coming sign of the truth Absolute

Thoughts are garlanded by the pool of an unknown mysterious energy

Doorways to the electromagnetic cusp of cosmic junction

Three ways into one to get one on one

A yantra of convergence – time evolution consciousness

The Shiva tattva is the Bramha dream in the Vishnu optical twilight

A dawn of poetic symbols carrying the chalice on the horse’s head

Three ways into the one gets two less than one in Christ’s alter of crucifixion

Time is a long sequence of fractal integers meeting neither at a point

Nor it originates from any

Kalachakra in the Adi-Buddha flowering tetra-foliate diamond light

Enter shambhala exit from the conch shell of Hari

Breathe in the silence repeating itself

A measure of things called love – rasa of the free-particle drop, dance, disappear

They know the bits from qubits in fine lines symmetric coherence

Allow the Will to master the craft and be the harbinger of peace and light

Time swallows itself from the pit evoking the fountain to split Zeus’ head

And a little light set afoot tinkling like rainbow pearls

It knows its way as the fish and the bird in the wheel of time.

– Joy

 

The White-Lotus Meditating on the Primordial Vak of the Katha-Samudra to Flower the Cosmic Harmonics of a Unified Field of Love: That within itself as the Eternal Child of Time (Gopala- b-Hari-Purusha Omega Point Hypothesis)

The White-Lotus Meditating on the Primordial Vak of the Katha-Samudra to Flower the Cosmic Harmonics of a Unified Field of Love: That within itself as the Eternal Child of Time (Gopala-b Hari-Purusha Omega Point Hypothesis)

 

Sri Prabhu-Bandhusundar

Sri Prabhu-Bandhusundar-The White-Lotus Meditating on the Primordial Vak of the Katha-Samudra to Flower the Cosmic Harmonics of a Unified Field of Love: That within itself as the Eternal Child of Time (Gopala- b-Hari-Purusha Omega Point Hypothesis)WAR IS THE HIGHEST FORM OF HUMAN IGNORANCE

THE RUST OF THE IRON NAILS HURTS THE TREE FLOWERING THE BLOODY SUN

THE CHILD WILL COME AND GET YOU IN YOUR GARDEN

WILL GET YOU…WILL GET YOU

TIME IS THE PROVERB OF THE WHITE-LIGHT SYNTHESIS

MIND TO ATTAIN THE LIBERATION

Hari nam he biram, parinam re anam,

Bandhu badh dwitiyay ghaton

(chi chi chi chi)      (daya nai daya nai)

Eti maha mrityu (

– Chandrapat, Prabhu Bandhu Sundor

Purba paschim duar

“The idea of vision escapes

the animal worm whose earth
is an ocean, whose eye is its body.

The theory is that birth is prompted
by the child’s desire to leave the womb.
But in the photograph an unborn horse’s
neck strains inward w/legs scooped out.

Doesn’t the ground swallow me
when I die, or the sea
if I die at sea?

– Jim Morrison 

 

Consciousness-Analogue

3 sun chariot 4 -white horse  (brahman is brahman )

Hari Om Tat Sat

MIND WALL TIME = BRAHMAN IN 55 BASKET BRAHMAN-LAXIT TIME

LAXIT TIME = 88 HOURS- MIND WALL

TIME- 99 HOURS HUME (GALACTIC LEAP)

BRAHMA = (& IN) BRAHMAN AS (& IN) BRAHMA

TIMELESS TIME, SPACELESS SPACE AND EMPTY VESSELS ARE THE VESSELS OF TRADE DE EQUALITY ON OPERATIONAL COST

(FRAZER LOST -77-88-99)/Varanasi/Kali-Kali-Kali-Maha-Kali)

THE TRUTH IS NEITHER IN SEPARATION NOR IN UNIFORMITY- THE TRUTH IS IN UNITY MANIFESTING THROUGH DIVERSITY- Divine Mother (Mirra Alfassa)

Asthir gati path

Bela garay hay hay hay re

Shukno pote nil akash

Bhorer jware mati o batash

Sesh sesh bale gay re

Pralay sanlap chari raddhur

Teen basanta dure madhalaye

Sarater anquinay dekhe ei prithivir pratham chabi

Ey batshar purbe bala aache

Samay bhange karagar (Time Breaks the Prison of Law to Redefine the Order of the Quantum Multiverse by Infinite Ectoplasmic Verse Recitals /Hari-Naam Sankirtan of the Light-Sound Exo-Skeleton Appearing to Manifest itself in Reality from the Highest Abode of Bliss and Consciousness (Prem-Dharma & Ananda Swarop)

Eternal plan fulfils itself

Jim Morrison, 1970

Jim Morrison, 1970

The child learns from the tongue of the unheard scriptures

A fountain of light springs from the black embodiment of the super-cosmos

In his mouth all the stars harp in an ocean of bliss

Yawning the sleepless time labouring in the body

Love into love is the play of the golden rod that directs all possible realities

Supramental is one infinitely small decimal fraction of the Absolute ONE

Love is the key to conscious intelligence

Knowledge is the result of love’s action potentials transferred from multi=dimensional singularity points

Radial symmetry of the geometric fabric yields non-linear coordinates of an empty set

Pure as glass the moon so reflects Savitri’s poetic mind

She herself the rhythm of the entire-creation

She is the light of the dark immensitude

Mahaprabhu Sri Caitanya: Let There Be Love And Peace

Mahaprabhu Sri Caitanya: Let There Be Love And Peace

A heart of winged birds clothed in tetra-foliate diamond flower

Green as the soft leaves of the red bud clothed in heaven

There is the space in the tunnel of time

There is the Word in the vacuum of life

Vibrating all the time in perpetual motion

That is the psychokinesis of love’s ripening for the lila to take place

Silence opens so many doors

Sound perfects the opening of senses

Destroy the child make war your wages for the supermarket life?

(Hari Patan – therefore, the cause of the second coming)

The tiger can square the circle with the all–seeing eye of the ancient triangle

Forgotten your past ancestry, your home, your childhood?

Who is now your Wigner’s friend?

This will go very far like a strange meeting of Wilfred Owen

Let the child scribble the words of chaos and we will meet very soon!

– Joy