The Dance of the Supreme-Godhead: SIGNAL DAWN TESLA AND THE WEAK ELECTROMAGNETIC RADIATION (Q-K Ink DRIP)

 

Nikola-Tesla The Man Engrossed within His Elements

Nikola-Tesla The Man Engrossed within His Elements

HUMAN POTENTIAL AND THE MIND THAT CONNECTS WITH THE BODHI-CHITTA OF THE SUPREME-GODHEAD

“The gift of mental power comes from God, Divine Being, and if we concentrate our minds on that truth, we become in tune with this great power”. – Nikola Tesla

“They flash upon the inner eye/Which is the bliss of solitude…” – I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud, William Wordsworth

“Atoms and systems into ruins hurled/And now a bubble burst and now a world”. – Alexander Pope

“How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.” – Jim Morrison

 

The lateral point of all future vertices, the point of singularity on or above the event horizon

That manifests its being through a series of polymeric co-ordinates relative to itself

Is the reverberating pattern of the heart of all my stillness

The yugas are a life cycle spanning aeons of my existence

Pulsating in the perfect rhythm, the astral phoenix and the butterfly

Can reach out for a timeless journey of the self

The self is indestructible matter conforming energy from consciousness

The holy minstrels singing on the shore of the river of sorrows confirms pain as pleasure as they dwell in a thoughtless lapse of this journey

In the bull ring or at the Spanish conclave

Jim Morrison, 1970

Jim Morrison, 1970

At hilltops overlooking the sunset boulevard

Or at the rustic village where hay keepers dance around the golden moon

Each in his own way is connected to my source

When the glory of fancy withers like the rock

The cloud disappears and the sun is one great line of freedom and liberation

Through that envisioning experience you relieve yourself on the path of the golden divine

And history will fade soon like deserts wiping sands from old statues that fall

The new revelation is the cause for the final coming which is near

Goodbye!

-J

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