Buckminster Fuller’s Vector Equilibrium and the Super-Void of Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy: The Dance of the Still Point from the Strange World of Non-Verbal Act

Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

                                              Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

“The vector equilibrium is the zero starting point for happenings or nonhappenings: it is the empty theater and empty circus and empty Universe ready to accommodate any act and any audience.” – Buckminster Fuller

“To use the imagery of a Tibetan poem, every action, every event comes of itself from the Void as from the surface of a clear lake there leaps suddenly a fish.” – Alan Watts

An empty theater

Mahaavatar Babaji Maharaj with Mt Kailash at the back Satyalok Ashram

Mahaavatar Babaji Maharaj with Mt Kailash at the back Satyalok Ashram, Varanasi

A stage that remains forever empty

Only actors come and go

They bide time reading strange scripts

Practising the art of not knowing

With masterful strokes of their brush

With simple gestures,

They wove patterns of unspoken words

And complete the magical show

Always they have to come and go

Replete with ornate glories of an invisible vacuum

Little girl, hopping like a bird in between two branches of the cypress tree

Sees the naked sky’s rim haloed by light

And the stars flicker on the stone’s ancient pabulum

Tesseract

                                                         Tesseract

And the fire beneath the rock

Under seabed

Or, in the monstrous galaxies

Is awaiting the preeminent birth of a time

Down the tunnel into a darkened room

That opens to an empty courtyard

Where violet and indigo in their last spiritual rite

Created the jewel for the seven sages

And now, a heap of ruins, the broken tesseract

Will become the only observer of the coming spectacle

Why the dogstar have to turn around?

And smell of seawood and coffee bring news from the stock market?

On the mat                                                                 2001 A SPACE ODYSSEY Stanley Kubrick Film 1968

Sitting like a dead rat

Do you intend to become the Buddha or Sri Aurobindo?

Or else, you find in between folded spaces of paper crumbs

That the distance from the center is waning

Till it fades out leaving only negative space the liberty to reconstruct

The grand theater, the theosophy of the empty and the marvelous

“When the Name is uttered, 

Neither the Buddha nor the Self

There is: 

Na-mu-a-mi-da-bu-tsu

Na-mu-a-mi-da-bu-tsu.”

 

-J

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