Pre-Linguistic Transformation of Thought Encoded Pattern in our Mathematical Universe: Interactive Grid that Superimposes Various Sound Frequencies with Light Signal Absorption

Sri Aurobindo circa. 1950

Sri Aurobindo circa. 1950



THE OBSERVER IS THE OBSERVED  – J Krishnamurti /Ojai, California, 1946

Pre-Linguistic Transformation of Thought encoded Pattern in our Mathematical Universe: Interactive Grid that Superimposes Various Sound Frequencies with Light Signal Absorption


“Our destiny is written in double terms:                                       

The Ending of Time J Krishnamurti and David Bohm

The Ending of Time J Krishnamurti and David Bohm

Through Nature’s contraries we draw nearer God;

Out of darkness we still grow to light.

Death is our road to immortality”.

–   Book VI Canto I, Savitri, Sri Aurobindo


“Both paths (science and spirituality) may be leading toward a third point, and that third point is what I am at present…not exactly studying I am rather in quest of it- the point where the two paths merge into a third that would be the true Thing….That’s what Sri Aurobindo means.

And perhaps not merely seeking- we may be taking part in the Making of it…Something none can yet imagine, for so far it hasn’t come into being. It is an expression yet to come”.

(Mother or the New Species II, Satprem)

“The sun is continually radiating neutrinos , produced when protons turn into neutrons in the nuclear reactions in the sun’s core; these neutrinos shine down on us during the day and shine up on us at night, when the sun is on the other side of the earth, because the earth is utterly transparent to them”. – The First Three Minutes – Steven Weinberg


 For every sound there is another sound unmanifest – The Silence   

Sage Agasthiyar or Agastya from Sirius B

Sage Agasthiyar or Agastya from Sirius B

For every sound there is the manifest letter

It absorbs the photons in a geometric hologram

Pointed like a star, shaped like the sun

It flickered across vast empty spaces

In and out, in-in-out-out-and-out-and-further-in

It demonstrated an unintelligible pattern of things

There were no thoughts neither the volition of will force

Ageless as it was withdrawing in that single pointless curvature

Many waves will comes and pass, roll over the immenstitude

Twilight hummed against the great throbbing of one heart

To that existence is an occult occurrence

A single event horizon unguarded by mysteries

It shrouded the non-local point of singularity

There is innocence before an observable experience

A quality born out of the predestined book

It had many chapters arranged segued to spinning vortex

And there were no signs on it

Vertically no signs on it

A blank wall covered the chink of the sky

The river’s earthen floor was a substitute for that kinetic rupture of zero

A loud bang…cones of light triggered another dream epiphany

It was trans-substantiated by many operator symbols

An algebraic verisimilitude for the geometric design of many dimensions

Eternities born from iternity playing with non-iternity self dissolution into zero

Gathering knowledge out of ignorance and looking at the mirror direct

It reflected back the ignorance and looking further it saw nothing at all

Where did it disappear – does the fabric of space on imagination points hide quantum wormholes

What grounds the stability of these cosmic escape routes?

Does negative time ever exist? /Drenin String Theory (+1 x -1 =0 /dedral wemturnboat zero after friqual infinite time {loxortegat-yugas} to create negative time which to us an illusion) /Ethical purity of the Will-force via Yatra down the Surrender Event Horizon

Ancient yugas collapse into new E8 virtual – TIME TO MEET THE MASTER OF ALL REALMS PHYSICALLY AND NON-PHYSICALLY (Isotropic Supramental Vision – Supra-Levo-Supermind/Optramind converges

Fly into that tunnel                                                         

Yakov Zeldovich, Physicist and Cosmologist

Yakov Zeldovich, Physicist and Cosmologist

Origin is vast not quantized

Pre-origin to origin is

That’s where dark matter and dark energy originate

On the milky ocean’s floor

There is a door

To the home where all universes meet

Farther from here…

85tpr-mind-dwelling-non-dual causal womb

All converging into it and evolve mathematically

Significant nothing you may call

Pulses floating amongst the giggle of dolphins

And the child read letters from that blank page torn

Making gestures that warped space and time

Evening crawled beneath the feet of the stars

And all went off to sleep in that tranquil time…


- J




Can Poetry Touch the Curved Surfaces of Riemann: Co-Planar Thought Arising from Junction Intervals of a Squeezed Time-Gap?

iza saraba                                             

Bernard Riemann Father of Non-Euclidean Geometry and the True Guide to N-Dimensional Space

Bernard Riemann Father of Non-Euclidean Geometry and the True Guide to N-Dimensional Space

yukimi ni korobu
Now then, let’s go out
To enjoy the snow… until
I slip and fall! [1688]
Matsuo Bashō – Master Poet of Haiku/Edo  Period, Japan


“Let no one enter here without Geometry”. -(Plato’s Academy)

Can Poetry Touch the Curved Surfaces of Riemann: Co-Planar Thought Arising from Junction Intervals of  a Squeezed Time-Gap?

Alpha leaping sound                                        

Sri Adi Shankaracharya: Non-Duality and Non-Local Field Interactions

Sri Adi Shankaracharya: Non-Duality and Non-Local Field Interactions

Liquid mansions crystallize

Upon manifold surfaces n-dimensional protean fire

Breathing Hyperion

Formation on a point

The totality of multiverses conjoin here

And now…

To relive the sensation of cessation

And a beginning of new scientific topology

Wisdom’s occult pulsar postulates curved lines of a hypersphere

It reaches the flower of life’s edifice                           

Flower of Life's Poetry Encapsulates the Riemannian Curved Surfaces of Thought-Projection in Mobile-Immobile Time

Flower of Life’s Poetry Encapsulates the Riemannian Curved Surfaces of Thought-Projection in Mobile-Immobile Time

Originating seed’s non-local communication

The abacus of mind’s matrix governs felicity

Happiness not worth in cents or dollars

But xollar’s extra labour to kindle life equations stretched

Humming sound resonated words fibre bundles in plastic thought

The invisible eye clothed the tapestry of chaos out of perfection’s core

Evolve into di sitter future parallelograms

Into octagonal motionless musical poise

Birds are flying into an orange disk

It mirrors the soul’s trillion desires in a unique equation

The creation is a number less than zero

The infinity of infinities is less than zero

Zero observes zeroes in profusion

Creates a whole sequence of things

Observes the making of worlds…

Consciousness induces sleep and waking

And dreaming in the topology of space-time

Yoshi yeho sutra – poetry encapsulates abstract awakening of space-tensor

If matter compacted in vibrating strings produced the music of life then on each point on the Riemann matrix the totality of this creation is simultaneusly dissolved and created by the Will of an unborn wish in the cradle of unmanifest times the unmanifest called …mihira-brahman-vrava-shringar rasa act F-N 39 Sequence Ultra-Tradit Speed.


- J 


The 3-D Reality We Live In Is Just Shadows Of A Higher Hyper-Dimensional World: State Vector Projected Onto Eigenvector in Explicate Order From N-Dimensional Reflection Space Of The Lie Algebra

 The 3-D Reality We Live In Is Just Shadows Of A Higher Hyper-Dimensional World: State Vector Projected Onto Eigenvector in Explicate Order From N-Dimensional Reflection Space Of  The Lie Algebra/The Xon-Co-Rupa Thixta Plate/Super-Implicate Reality 

Heart Sutra

Heart Sutra


“Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Emptiness does not differ from form, and form does not differ from emptiness. Likewise, feelings, recognition, volition and consciousness are empty. So, Sariputra, all dharmas are emptiness lacking differentiating marks, they are not produced nor stopped, not defiled, and not immaculate, not deficient and not complete. Therefore, Sariputra, in emptiness there is no form, no recognition, no volition , no consciousness, no eye, no ear, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind, no -eye element, etc. up to no-mind-element, and no mental consciousness element, no ignorance and no extinction of ignorance, etc, up to no aging and death and no extinction of aging and death; likewise there is no Suffering, Origin, Cessation or Path, no wisdom-knowledge, no attainment and no non-attainment”. – From the Heart Sutra





Light emanating light

Om Adi Narayana -  - Universal Field of Consciousness - Reflection Space - Intersection Point b/w McKay Group Algebra/Physical Realm & Lie Algebra/Infinite Dimensional Realm

Om Adi Narayana – – Universal Field of Consciousness – Reflection Space – Intersection Point b/w McKay Group Algebra/Physical Realm & Lie Algebra/Infinite Dimensional Realm

From one glorious cradle unmanifest empty

Yet Absolute Self in that hidden hyperdimensional reality

A witness to events in the prolonged sequence of time

Or is it a non-time virtual playful dance?

Key to all meanings in the space-vessel floating

Savda hate sharirer kampan

Words vibrate in the matter-ether-self medium of mind (Mind the e-matrix of Matter /What is Super-Matter Virtual E8/E7 track projection point?

Warwathokaram souvistha ek bahu samannay

One in many and many representing the undivided, unborn zero greater than one

The sacred bread pours thy wine into a cup divine

Rise from the ocean


Glitter like the stars

Become jewel, the seed of life

Manifest thy will in a sacred conjugation of all yugas

The effect may have come before the cause

Know the science of para-reality

The supraconscient awakening of the self taking place

Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj- Maha-Kriya Samadhi /Present Work in the World

Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj- Maha-Kriya Samadhi /Present Work in the World

On earth…here and now

The road must be clear before the King arrives

He will take the world in his strides

Capital investment in human integrity is the only management you need to learn

Follow the lines without any argument

To reach the highest magnitude of spiritual salvation – Maha-Kriya-Samadhi

Linear programming will not help your soul

There is no time for indecisive acts on this planet

It’s clean up or perish

A thousand lightning bolts will pierce the face where horses graze

And churn the system inside out – outside in – simultaneously

Three times the speed of light

This is the time of the magnetic journey of Kalki

Let the tide hit the rock

And flare the ocean with a ball of fire

Utter the infallible words from predestiny’s book

And flower making garland with its presence

Fragrance of time evolve evoke

The Lord and His counsel of gods.

Blue Star-Joramin-Yuramin787/Adesha-Karma-Vault-in-on-Nixgen-Footprint on Supramental Corridor via the Golden Path

Ivavoukartho paromartho sampraday –hari naam sankirtan – Beta-Function of direct ascendance for Maha-Kriya Samadhi


– J











Rabindranath Tagore and Romain Rolland


“Tagore is, I think, saying that truth is a subtler concept than Einstein realises” – Noble Laureate Physicist Brian Josephson, Cambridge University, 1992

“Curiously enough, the present evolution of science is running in the direction stated by the great Indian poet” – Noble Laureate Chemist Ilya Prigogine, 1984


“I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last at his hands. Thus why it is so late

And thus am I guilty of such omissions.

     They come with their laws and their codes to bind me fast. But I evade them ever, for I

Am only waiting for love to give myself up at last at his hands.

     People blame me and call me heedless – I doubt not they are right in their blame.

The market day is over and work is all done for the busy. Those who came to call me vain

Have gone back in anger. I am only waiting for love to give myself at last at his hands”.

-          Gitanjali, Rabindranath Tagore


“Toilers of the spirit, companions, scattered all over the world, separated from one another for five years by armies, by censorship and hate of nations at war, we take this opportunity, when barriers are falling and frontiers are re-opening, of making an appeal to you to re-form your fraternal union, – but let it be a fresh union, firmer and stronger than the one which existed before. – Romain Rolland, July 1919


“Waiting for love to give myself at last at his hands…”

Silently evening crawls in the bed of night

Rabindranath Tagore Painting Untitled

Rabindranath Tagore Painting Untitled

Looking up at the dazzling stars

Speaking anonymously at last

Epochs have buried flesh not the soul

Out of history’s hall of judgement

A voice came out of time

From the depths of past

And from poetry’s perennial source

When it confronted the spirit of the declaration of independence

Hidden in the future canvas of freedom

Tied to many universes

To fraternal universities

It sparked a violent beginning of things

A struggle to withhold

And to release

A rhythmic poise and a movement

A freeze shot of the indifference

And the motion that makes all the différance

Arrangement of verses



Beautiful elliptic poignant truth experience

A condition that we call Gitanjali

Observed as it unfolds the soul’s deepest offering

And freedom from the bondage of many cycles of time

Utter something new

To the cosmic festival of dance

To suit the taste of a new race

Feelings pulsating vividly in nature

Gadhulir chitolekay rachito pratiti anu paramanur naam

Within the frame of dawn encrypted are names of all matter & force-particles

They seized on this happy moment

Tagore in China

Tagore in China

A rare opportunity of love

Calling me through their wordlike dance

Sometimes a ripple afloat a vacuum

Singing songs for eternity

Strangely extreme disguises

Declare their independence of spirit

And roots behold the land you live

The dying seeds the waters forgive

Evoking the new wilderness

A mind-space where we grow

Man shall know

The mystic world of the Undying Self

Let alone the lines written on it

‘Waiting for love to give myself up at last at his hands”.

– J


Conversations b/w the Creatrix and the Disciple Student Part II: Pure Mathematics Behind the Archetypal Design of Consciousness

Spiral Galaxy : The Dialogue b/w the Creatrix and the Disciple part II

Spiral Galaxy : The Dialogue b/w the Creatrix and the Disciple part II

A Meditative Dialogue for Self-Transformation and How the Creative Mind-Space Works: Pure Mathematics behind the Archetypal Design of Consciousness

Conversations b/w the Creatrix and the Disciple Student Part II

Student: You have been very kind in answering the questions that grapple my mind…don’t know really how this process taking place but I am sure that we on earth are in for some ride…in the sense that times very recently have become very serious…we are kind of squeezed and soon the last drop of water will ooze out. It’s all affecting people’s lives, their families, their businesses and everything I think. Are we having a close-encounter with our various ego-selves and it’s like a collision that puts a lot of chaos in the system? What is it that is happening and how this leads to the next phase, of course, if there is any?

Creatix: You see the character of kindness doesn’t come into immediate effect from the creator to you…it comes as an important value to earth people from Mother Earth…look at the river systems: they provide you with food and water, helps you harvest. Look at the mountains the forests the valleys…Mother Earth has nurtured you all these ages so you have been able to learn the technology of consciousness which revolutionized your civilization…hope you follow my words- this gesture of kindness you owe it to the Mother Earth and get that right first. Also every individual on this planet or elsewhere is a creator in himself. This means that we are continually co-creating for the wellbeing of the creation.

The creatrix is an empty vessel flowing in the xon-co-rupa

It has no time                             

Carl Jung painting from his The Red Book

Carl Jung painting from his The Red Book

Either to manifest

Or to unmanifest

Just watch the specks of its ray

Play amongst the clouds

To magnify this world of creation

Hide in its shadow

The tree clothes poetry’s seminal substance with adolescent flowers

The child shall learn to speak the mother’s tongue

And what language is it?

What vowels and consonants connect with this architecture?

Not in Tibet not in Rome or in Alexandria

The actual language of earth was known

Because it had no language but love                               

Jim Morrison school years

Jim Morrison school years

A violent thirst for the imperishable beauty    

That cannot be defined by the matrix of thought

The storm chased the pagodas the monuments

Cities swept aside

The dead are now living

The living is now dead

And on the banks of the river

The breeze gave birth to a lullaby song

Evening nestling the child of dawn

For the tomorrow that awaits

On the ocean shore…


Time is warped

Do you follow this my son…do you follow my lines.

The Divine Creatrix, may be, therefore is not so kind after all but your algebra and geometry at least taught you as Descartes could connect and feel or rather intuit that

the Earth didn’t abandon you after all. The earth is a magician – she is a shaman – a shape-shifter – she can be the father of the hunting spears or the nurturer, the mother who purges her body with violent waves or storms bleeding the old with new life forms – earth is a complete superposition of possibilities guided by consciousness life-force to enact the yajna for the whole creation. Did you understand the last rite I mentioned just now? What’s happening at this moment in your planet is also deciding the future of other exo-planets where higher intelligent life exists. Therefore, you must understand the ‘responsibility’ you have and act accordingly and know it for certain that the earth has been kind to you.

And, it’s true as you mentioned, people on earth are in for a ride not a smooth one and on their own accord, I can only say that unprecedented events will follow and historic changes are there on the cards. Those who live with a good heart will survive this adventure. Try to connect with the real earth, try to feel with your heart and you may get to the point where you will find the mathematics of consciousness of this earthly self.

The chaos that you described on earth is created by split-selves which are colliding with each other creating a disturbance even on the Field as you know…as things keep on changing and evolution is the key to the soul so these split personas need to be integrated to find the basic rhythm of oneness running through each system (each individual system) maintaining a kind of difference as well kinship with the higher spiritual order that you call the super-implicate or the xon-co-rupa thixta-plate. The only way out from this chaos is total transformation that would mean changes at the very fundamental level and it’s not going to be an easy thing at the level where you are. The more you experience the time the more closer you will be to the truth and the ‘new thing’ is awaiting my son!

Student: What did you mean by the mathematics of consciousness and how does it relate to the present time on earth?

Creatrix: Mathematics of consciousness is very simple- mathematics is a unitary branch of knowledge acquisition which tries to discover certain relations with the field – the Xon-Co-Rupa Thixta Plate which has innumerable symbols transcendental and supra-transcendental and supra-trei-transcendental – it’s more like a bridge that you introspect between the relative world where you live in and the field which is already the supra-unmanifest. It’s the flipping of the coin from manifest to unmanifest that you approximate by using mathematics that’s why it’s becoming more and more abstract until you reach the realm of pure abstraction only. Between finite and the infinite comes the zero bustling with all possibilities – can you simply draw an equation that connects this? Where does this singularity come from? What was before this can you pre-empt that? What’s before the 1st three minutes?

It will need super-reason to get there…can you undress you mind completely loose the reason to get a higher reason, a higher logic then again rebuild your system from the Zebrohim – a kind of cherubic ecstatic memory synaesthesia which is predominantly randomized orchestration of non-random integrity via differential poetry to zul-constant unmanifest zero orbital velocity

You need to go beyond yin-yang…beyond purusha and prakriti…but you are still toddling around the rim of consciousness and that still after da vinci, Beethoven Yajnavalka, Surdas, Einstein, Aurobindo etc. etc.

The basic thing is to undress your reason and unlearn again re-learn become the zero again, the struggle to connect to the Absolute Potential and in the process your heart may open up and flower and disseminate the fragrance back to the field – the field will gain from it – will get enriched by the process of your trying, the Gita will be re-written again and again and your enlightenment will be adding new life to the creation. But that’s not an easy undertaking my son!

Symmetry breaks into asymmetry

There is no pattern you can simulate

Geometric fibres of hyperspace will not give you the answer

You heart beats         

Carl Jung Painting of the Dragon From His Red Book

Carl Jung Painting of the Dragon From His Red Book


Life is long…

Come along…

Sing to the prairies

-to the rivers

-to the stone

Ostrich feathers

Go home…         

And try to find a place to sleep

In the deep

Come into my fold

Dreams waking into night

Night into day

Passing the dawn like a highway

There is a moon for your rose sermon

A sun for your lotus prayer

And the rays can dance

Between you and me

Forgive the time

Eternity a closed thing

A circle enclosed

You flutter like a bird around the axis

Now, then…

You are gone…

Another creation will tell you

Another day…


Student: Earth will have a new day and I am glad to re-connect with you again.

Creatrix: Your admirable strength will carry you forward – your promise is an unbroken prayer that you will not have to remember the words I just have said but the words will follow you and reconnect with you eternally. Eta-eta-Field<you>1>2/3/5<0 =








Truth-Time-Destiny Reshaping Present Moment via Auto-Genesis of Class Nu Verticals in the Super-Implicate Field: Self-Becoming and the Coming Time

Yungdrung Cafe-Express: Jim Morrison at the Breakfast Table

Yungdrung Cafe-Express: Jim Morrison at the Breakfast Table


“Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.” – Joseph Campbell 


For those people who died

for Nirvana

for the heavenly creed

The Bon No-Beginning No-End

The Bon No-Beginning No-End

for you, for me

These lines are written

to convey the message

To ignore the warning

To spree upward into

Tantalizing voices

To visit under-seas


Things more horrible

than war

Things out of the tales

Great beasts

Suffering extinction

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo


it must come


like the dawn

soft haste

No hurry

hairs curl

The phone


We create the dawn

– Jim Morrison/Excerpt from Wilderness Vol. 1

Truth-Time-Destiny Reshaping Present Moment via Auto-Genesis of Class Nu Verticals in the Super-Implicate Field: Self-Becoming and the Coming Time

Thinking allows you to traverse the universe      Prayer Bells

Chaos is just a field you may cross

Outside stepping out of the doors

Or inside the curved space of a mandala

A moment of inner realization

When you are coiled inside the embryo of a dream

Where you intersect space-time junction points

Pointing the play of interactive grids in Poincare ocean of unmanifested voids

Remembering the future from the logic substance of a tree

Or exhilarating cloudy sandbrush strokes on the desert

You may start the new day with a song

Encircle the point three times over

Remembering each colour’s frenzied dance

To the last moment that remains forever

History’s boring monologues

Cannot pathologically test the testimony of the Infinite

Songs without words

Moment of Inner Freedom

Moment of Inner Freedom

Silence on the sharp note of a string

Ever permeates the heart of all being

And as you observe the other objects

There reality lies in measurement

But who is measuring the exactitude of things?

Are you a number or a shape?

Becoming shapeless and merging in the gape?

Opium floods

Mahogany and oak

Kindle the poet’s natural desire for things

Where birds are connecters to spiral galaxies

Winding re-winding information flow

There we go



Flashing bright patterns of a homecoming

What present cannot future articulates

Recognise the event-horizon

So, you may start the day with a song

7 miles long

Optramind Y-Lock Grid

A need

To open


The valued vaults of Destiny padlock x-creation-x

(Truth-Time-Destiny Reshaping present moment via autogenesis of class Nu verticals in the Super Implicate Field)

– J


THROUGH THE WORM-HOLE: Earth is Entanglement-Aura-Rotating-Towards-Heliogram

Jim Morrison Immersed in Writing & Reading circa 1969

Jim Morrison Immersed in Writing & Reading circa 1969

The earth is yin-yang yantra assemblage point…

The earth is transformation point spinning on a quadro-centric vortex…

E-A-R-T-H = Entanglement-Aura-Rotating-Towards-Heliogram

A deep valley

Glides into the umbra sheathing the watering hole     The Tao Symbol

A thousands steps into the rocky face of the earth

She hears the leaves fall, the flowers bloom

And weave around the placenta of time

Embryonic self, soft and childlike

Throbbing in the heart

Glittering in the rainbow

Pains it absorbed

Gushing streams of light

Poetry’s magical vision

Strangely sublime

Shaking unknown hand of a true friend

Distant and star-like

Summons from the other world

Invoking thoughts unmanifest

Circumambulation on the lateral surface

In an almost sinuous spiral

The sun toward the earth

The moon toward the earth

The earthward sun

The sunward moon

Stars gallop                                                 Wild Horses of Mongolia

A thousand horses

Freezing on her ancient skin

A being of joyous ecstasy

Fool’s paradise crowns the king of the world

And through her warm nurturing charm

Ages have passed in manifold ways

Grasshoppers fly

The sages and wasps

And the caterpillar

At the end of the protean dream

Knows not the pulse ringing in emptiness

Butterflies in South Florida

Butterflies in South Florida


But sense the unknown psychic vibration

One day it too will dance, recreate

And bear the imprint of flight infancy

Through the worm-hole

Trade secret nature’s boon

She is yin in yang

Yang in yin

Transcending both, levitating

No-way is the other way

Of the end and the beginning

The river laughs

Flowing tediously

Labouring like the yoke

And garden grew on its sides

Palaces, courtyards and mansions of kings

Jim Morrison Reading Allen Ginsberg's Planet News circa 1970

Jim Morrison Reading Allen Ginsberg’s Planet News circa 1970

And democratic tongues lapping on the shore

Of private lords and anonymous gods

Who threw themselves on seas

Drowning like Poseidon

Or on the endless fire

Rejoining the pyre

To scribble dots

Awaken a newborn

Or the dead

In the valley

Where bones chuckle like imposters

Roosting the anthem of human liberty

From the bondage of claims that history learned

In the kindergarten of remembrance

Satire fits the glove, irony the knife

To operate the etherised patient on the table

And make tragedy the softer side

Of a queen’s lucky totem

For a musical entendre of comedy

And nirvana that flits between past present and future

Love’s flame not extinguished

And on the altar of silence

Earth have sacrificed herself

To see the sun grow

And the universe play

Like a dancing child acting onstage

Before a dream audience of the invisible self.

– J






Jesus in the Wilderness (Forest of the Retreating Spirit Far Arden Again) Pic 1

Jesus in the Wilderness (Forest of the Retreating Spirit Far Arden Again) Pic 1


“Androgynous, liquid, happy


Facile & vapid

Weighed w/words

Mortgaged soul

Wandering preachers, & Delta Tramps

Box-cars of heaven         

New Orleans Nile Sunset”. – Jim Morrison 






Innumerable points that make up the time-line        

You cannot Petition the Lord with Prayer:  Jim_Morrison/ Frankfurt circa 1968/photograph by Alten Nikolaikirche

You cannot Petition the Lord
with Prayer:
Frankfurt circa 1968/photograph by Alten Nikolaikirche

Each conjugating with the other

Perfecting the spatial configuration of a flower

At the intersection moment the bud becomes

The alter of the cross

Carrying the sun’s nocturnal image of the moon

A monosyllabic sacred eigenstate of a crystal with an indeterminate quantum state inversion

When the seed burst

And children claimed the forest

Then gloriously the sky turned red…

On the highway

On the highway

To the dances of the waking spirit

From the deep

A mouthful of water the rain clouds bring

To wipe the dust from the empty road

Above the horizon                                                     

Heart Sutra Mantra

Heart Sutra Mantra pic 2

The fading rainbow gleaned

The last crowing before dawn

Night’s endless sleep

In the armour of pursuit

Without which there is no dream

No reality

And relativity’s orange tar

Smudged on the grassy banks

Afraid of the stars distant calls

Became forever the prisoner of illusion

And the children laughed…

And the old man and men and women

Within their hotels and compartments, confined

At the lounge in the airport

Stuck their head out against the wall like reason

Failed to see through the mirror

How time flies and not

In the void where no time is there

Across the gates of eternity                                                        

Where Ouroboros charms the magical heart

Chanting gate gate paragate parasamgate bodhi swaha

Three times before your flight

The wheels over the ocean


Into the deep

And they sail unto me…

– J



1. Pic Source: Jesus Meditating  in the Forest

Light of the Spirit Monastery (Atma Jyoti Ashram)/New Mexico, USA

2. Pic Source: Heart Sutra Mantra


Intersection Points in the Cosmic Inflation on Microwave Background Radiation: Information Inflow as Contraction into Singularities (Seer-Observation of Ekayoniz Wormhole -Shirdi Sai)

Shirdi Sai Baba circa 1900 original photograph

Shirdi Sai Baba circa 1900 original photograph


“There can be no naked singularities, which are unshielded by event horizons”. – Roger Penrose

Quantum Non-Locality in Copenhagen Interpretation: The Collapse of the Wave-Function cannot be produced by any known physical process – beyond mechanistic local theory of reality (direct inference from Bell-Aspect experiments)

Non-dual aspect of mind is Samsara purifying the aboriginal truth by the 68th degree valipa turn ( of the Selvuha existence (T=T) around the mind bearing rudraksha.

Words woven in the syntax

Draped in clothes

Computing a syllogistic pattern of clouds

Do you hear the raindrops fall on seashells, on mud earth

On tetra-lithic mountain rocks, on valleys merged with the shoreline?

Where is the rhyme

John Archibald Wheeler Teaching at Princeton Univ. 1967 explaining the distinction between Classical Realm and Quantum Realm

John Archibald Wheeler Teaching at Princeton Univ. 1967 explaining the distinction between Classical Realm and Quantum Realm

Dying in the vine

Or in the wells of amputated beings

Thinking constructs a formation of things

Feelings generate a motion in the void

And the planets go merry around the sun

And your Self around the heliosphere

Lilting graceful melodies quite unknown

Exchanging information one millionth of a second

With the butterfly’s invisible quatrains

With the fur of the leopard and the giggle of the dolphin

Intersecting patterns one millionth of a second

“This is the end, beautiful friend

A Game of Chess

A Game of Chess

The end

Of laughter and soft lies,

The end

Of nights we tried to die

This is the end.”

Do you feel this bio-entanglement?

Do you feel like flowers the change of seasons?

And the birds twit one note to your ears?


Unreal city

The moon climbs over the camelback

Waiting for the lost arc over the horizon

Waiting for an archetype

Or a constellation sign

An architectural pattern unrecognized

A silence undisturbed

A matrix of harmony inexorable

Unfolding one end of an accelerated frame

And beginning the other with your singularity point

A sequence of steps unforeseen by many

A touch of feelings that changed the world

And he saw it coming

In his waking self

Spiralling towards the ocean of depths

And it said voulshekho uho nin usta

Uho nin usta mou mapar

Trok vei usha nin yin ihiabdho


(Observer > V-Static –Yong Observation) {65= NH}/para-zeta-dimension of truth

– J


Ref: The End, Jim Morrison, The Doors


Showing the Path the Lord Hath Walked: The Non-Dual Observer and Paths to the Waking Self /Sri Sarada Ma and Sri Anandamayi Ma

Sri Anandamayi Ma Dressed as Lord Krishna

Sri Anandamayi Ma Dressed as Lord Krishna


“We have not understood yet that the discovery of the unconscious means an enormous spiritual task, which must be accomplished if we wish to preserve our civilization.”  –C.G. Jung

“The Kshara is the Sankhya’s Purusha when it reflects the varied workings of the gunas of Nature, and it knows itself as the Saguna, the Personal; the Akshara is the Sankhya’s Purusha when these gunas have fallen into a state of equilibrium, and it knows itself as the Nirguna,the Impersonal. Therefore, the Kshara, associating itself with the work of Prakriti, seems to be the doer of works, karta, the Akshara dissociated from all the workings of the gunas is the inactive non-doer, akarta, and witness.” – Essays on Gita, Beyond the Modes of Nature- Sri Aurobindo


Poetry’s occult charm manifest thy name    

Sarada Ma and Sister Nivedita circa 1900

Sarada Ma and Sister Nivedita circa 1900

Invisibly tying us with the cosmic game

Gardening stars that grow faster winged-thoughts

Feeling vibration of infinitesimal dots

We gathered for Him around the mandala

Hari Om Tat Sat

Thy inner breath recollecting music

Through every atom entangled with

Pure as the fire vibrating bright

Mid-way the ocean crossed the ether of light

And lands purged by rivers phantasmal

Patiently absorbing thy energies

Found the sun in the void of the unmanifest cavern

Lettered in gold as an act of surrender

To the blessed morning waiting on the shore

Or on the summit of mountain where snowflakes glow

As a sequence to my anointed dream

Reflected bird-rays of the mirror of being

A body wrapped in thought and feelings

Engendered the observer’s non-local sensing

Showing the path the Lord hath walked

Eons before the syllable was barked

And now following His lonesome flute-calls

That led to His eternal destiny xx.yy.zz –  Kaivalya-Dham. (Nouvak-iti-tu- tau-ixvrajazen. ligma class alpha 1.14 sigma 7)


– J







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