Zanfax Creative-Time 35 mm Leica Camera b/w = 1st Flash of the Childhood Dream in Ishwara’s Purna-Kshetra (Cloudsoup Analogous Rainbow.Space)

Zanfax Creative-Time 35 mm Leica Camera b/w  = 1st Flash of the Childhood Dream in Ishwara’s Purna-Kshetra (Cloudsoup Analogous Rainbow.Space)

 

Children over a Fibonacci Spiral Staircase by Henri Cartier-Bresson circa 1900

Children over a Fibonacci Spiral Staircase by Henri Cartier-Bresson circa 1900

 

Who is there standing on the line?        

Photograph by Henri Cartier-Bresson Children Playing Football in Madrid, Spain circa 1933

Photograph by Henri Cartier-Bresson Children Playing Football in Madrid, Spain circa 1933

Children are fine

They are flying kites

They must die on the sand

Their shadows disappear and wane

Are we all insane?

The red face of the sun will forgive soon

And beget another child

Lie down and mime

Who else is there standing on the line?

Children are fine

They are making those paper boats

They must die on the sand

Waves toss their bodies and fly

Cry alone slumber awhile

Become melodies that Wagner didn’t preconceive   

Photograph by Henri Cartier-Bresson Russian Child Released from Concentration Camp, Dessau, Germany circa 1945

Photograph by Henri Cartier-Bresson Russian Child Released from Concentration Camp, Dessau, Germany circa 1945

Replicate new Guernica

Raven’s claws covered the sky

Darkness came before the light

And fear imprisoned every existence

Etherized the skull

Nailed the bones 

Little soul, still hangs in the air

Treads on the piano

Like a drop of water perambulating on a lotus leaf

Bids goodbye to your world

Another day

Someone else will die

Maybe, this time Isaac will fall from the sky

And his toys kissed by a pool of blood

Price you pay for this damn redemption?

A bundle of limbs roll on the ground

They roll underground

Tumble down

Over and over again

Like a memorandum of understanding

Who knows what and when and who signed the deal?

What rubber stamp impinged on the bosom of earth?

Stars fizzle out and die

And the whole universe restarts again

Blessings from the Svetaketu…from Ashtabakra

From Inzarbruhemkaev

He the child of the rainbow heart will speak soon…

 

– J

 

 

“A Poet or Nothing At All”: Herman Hesse, Paul Klee, Nicholas Roerich and the Transmeditative Mind Travelogue Beyond the Seven Swars (hyan-yo MR341Lixonhutat)

“A Poet or Nothing At All”: Herman Hesse, Paul Klee, Nicholas Roerich and the Transmeditative Mind Travelogue Beyond the Seven Swars (hyan-yo MR341Lixonhutat)

Everything vanishes around me, and works are born as if out of the void. Ripe, graphic fruits fall off. My hand has become the obedient instrument of a remote will. – Paul Klee (1879-1940, Swiss German Painter)

Fire at Full Moon by Paul Klee Circa 1933 Museum Folkwang (Essen, Germany)

Fire at Full Moon by Paul Klee Circa 1933 Museum Folkwang (Essen, Germany)

 

 

 

Herman Hesse (1877-1962), German Poet, Novelist and Painter

Herman Hesse (1877-1962), German Poet, Novelist and Painter

 

“Our mind is capable of passing beyond the dividing line we have drawn for it.

Beyond the pairs of opposites of which the world consists, other, new insights begin”.

– Hermann Hesse 

 

 

 

 

 

My words:

They look and laugh

Tilled the furrows

Earned the right to every labour and die

Yielded stars out of this darkness profound

Came out of this primordial delight

In between the known and the unknown,

Throbs my quiescent heart,

Like a taxi in the street, waiting

 

Poster light faces, dandelions               

Everything fades in trillions            

Histoire(s) du cinéma by Jean-Luc Godard, 1988-99

Histoire(s) du cinéma by Jean-Luc Godard, 1988-99

Images…

Drop disappear

Circular…

Leaving no melody on the line passed by

Die in and out,

Everyday in the loop

Extinguish the fire

In the gyre

Over the horizon

 

Crucify the stone in the quarry

Come as the fool

As the maiden of glass

Pale and asunder

Poets wither and wane

Thoughts leaping

Brewing in the coffee decanter

Pour on snug china porcelain like rain

Down the drain

The pistillate flower will dance

In the synapse of a cloud,          

Star of the Hero by Nicholas Roerich circa 1932

Star of the Hero by Nicholas Roerich circa 1932

The rainbow will glitter

Like seven jewels made in heaven

The taxi waits    

For the star of the hero in the sky      

At the terminal time

And throbs and runs

Faraway across hyan-yo MR34lLixonhutat

Ajanar buke pari dey bishay…

-J

 

 

The Retrocausality and the Return Car Festival: The Strange Charm Ways of the Quark-Anti-Quark Digesis of the ‘Uhurupa’ (Tat Twam Asi – gratyu self 1/2 integer spin)

Srila Prabupada and Allen Ginsberg

Srila Prabupada and Allen Ginsberg

 

The Retrocausality and the Return Car Festival: The Strange Charm Ways of the Quark-Anti-Quark  Digesis of  the ‘Uhurupa’ (Tat Twam Asi – gratyu self  1/2 integer spin)

Thoughts weaving thoughts making senses           

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Subhadra Folk Art Orissa

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Subhadra Folk Art Orissa

Poetry interweaving fabric of space time bending

Events occur, concur in a landscape of uhurupa

This cosmic multiverse is uhurupa

It’s the bhiksha-patra of the being

All existence confined to uhurupa

It projects out of it, void and substance

After a long hard day, the uhurupa earned the sky and the rains

Then the sea and the rocks

Then land and shores, gravel and sand

Then a nestling branch, timber and flutes

All that he earned by begging and begging…

The sun closed its eyes,

Evening paroled the swiftness of its rhythm

Is it now time to go back home?

Is there anyone at home?

Form gave formlessness

Substance emptiness

Uhurupa was the absolute answer

It’s the bhiksha patra of all beings

It carried on its shoulder the meaning of all things

It’s the literal landscape of the evolutionary enlightenment

From Buddha to Aurobindo – all a point on this begging bowl

You beg with yourself and earn some points                                                                           

Buddha Bowl 1883 Lithograph Calcutta Museum Source The Times of India

Buddha Bowl 1883 Lithograph Calcutta Museum Source The Times of India

Inhabit a dot space in this grand exo-architecture

But only with and within yourself – that’s the key to this trade de equality

Someday you earn a bowl of rice

Other days your skin is burnt like the sun

And you jump into the river like a log of wood

Become boat on a river

Feeling free

Verse like

A positron backwards in time

Touching mountains of past and deserts of eternity

And the wilderness that you confront is there…

I am speaking to you from the xon-co-rupa

Everything you see is me

It’s the uhurupa …dancing in uhurupa to become the uhurupa

Here…there, everywhere

Just beg within yourself the true light of destiny                                

Jim Morrison in Mexico circa 1969

Jim Morrison in Mexico circa 1969

May the bowl give you the substance you need

And love to feel the Absolute

May the power reside in your words and transform and heal

The rainbow sneaks through the clouds

‘’ It’s the time that has come again’’

                     

 – J

 

 

 

 

Sri Jagannatha Ratha Yatra 2014: A Vision Where All Worlds Meet And The Journey Begins Embracing Words Of The Everlasting Sankirtan Lila As Barefooted Lovers of the Divine Ecstasy (Music of the Soul) Draw The Chariot To The Heart of Their Selves

Lord Jagannatha idol on the Right & Srila Prabhupada Chanting at the Golden Gate Park San Francisco circa 1967

Lord Jagannatha idol on the Right & Srila Prabhupada Chanting at the Golden Gate Park San Francisco circa 1967

Sri Jagannatha Ratha Yatra 2014: A Vision Where All Worlds Meet And The Journey Begins Embracing Words Of The Everlasting Sankirtan Lila As Barefooted Lovers of the Divine Ecstasy (Music of the Soul) Draw The Chariot To The Heart of Their Selves                                                                                                                           

The San Francisco Scene Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Janis Joplin, Allen Ginsberg and Krishna Consciousness circla Jan 1967

The San Francisco Scene Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Janis Joplin, Allen Ginsberg and Krishna Consciousness circa Jan 1967

     

The day the Self-born unity will come into being by the harmony and integration of knowledge, devotion and work, as impelled by the Will of the Virat Purusha, the Universal Person, on that day the chariot of Jagannath will come out on the avenues of the world, radiating its light in all directions. Satya Yuga, the Age of Truth will descend upon earth; the world of mortal man will become the field for the play of the Divine, the temple-city of God, the metropolis of Ananda. – The Chariot of Jagannath by Sri Aurobindo

Barefooted…

We stood at the confluence of the holy river and the sea      

Srila Prabhupada at the Golden Gate Park Feb 1967

Srila Prabhupada at the Golden Gate Park Feb 1967

(dariyeachi ek apurbo ananda vairagyer mohonay)

Divine tide

Made us ride

The chariot that came forth

Sarirer Shihoron

Ananda Kirtan

Bheshe jay sab plabone

A flooding light

Strange and bright

Drowned us in

And we rejoiced at the shores of bliss…

 

Jay Jagannath

Jay Jagannath

Jay Jagannath

HARI OM (3x)

The universe hangs on its ancient plenum

Finally silence has words to speak off

It speaks out of its heart’s compassion

Naked sunbeams travelling moonlight flooding streets       

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu at the Divine Confluence

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu at the Divine Confluence

Flooding horizons

And pastures rained with starlit dreams

Raising their heads against the sky

To meet the Real in themselves

Every nook and corner, the music must go on…

The revelry must conjure the passion of their lives

Embrace the barefooted lovers of this destiny

Meet by the riverside, mountainside and at conclaves or at gardens

The unknown call answered at these places

Hail the Lord –The Lord of the Worlds

Innermost thoughts

Innermost expressions

Can translate the power of the Godhead

Into the surface of a raindrop refracting rainbow

Where do we go?

To know thyself

That thou art hidden

Words are like mirrors reflecting everything

Words are trance objet de art

Words are ocean of multitudes

Whatever be your language

The destiny is One

1>1         as many                                                                

Grateful Dead Playing 30 min rendition of Dancing in the Street as a Street Sankirtan at the Tomkins Square Park circa 1967 acknowledgement Meyer Liebowitz The NY Times

Grateful Dead Playing 30 min rendition of Dancing in the Street as a Street Sankirtan at the Tomkins Square Park /First East Coast Gig circa 1967 acknowledgement Meyer Liebowitz The NY Times

1>2         as many subsets of many

Immerse yourself

And dissolve…

Withered petals have offered their wealth

The sap of honey rekindles fire

Satiates senses

Purge poets

For the ‘sadhana’

And Dante’s paradise mirrors the Self

Streets are flooded with moonlight doves

Evening rubs

The feathered pitch of sunlight receding in the dark

Forest wood sandal hooves

Gum resin fibre                                                                         

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Shubhadra with Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu Folk Art

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Shubhadra with Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu Folk Art

Echoing every leaf’s crescent arm

Over sleepy houses, quarters and emerald seas

They have incensed and bathed words in their delight

The light

Shines…

Comes ahead

Above the forehead

Observe the unfolding

Of events

From non-existent sat to chit of ‘ananda kirtan’ – this very body of delight

Transcendental unity on the surface of the universe bubble (the Swar from Hiranyaloka)

Dancing in the streets…

Evening drains out

Only the tree of life looks up to the sun

Forming crystals flowers of imaginative display

That exchange information that is discreet

Of the coming time

Do you know why?

Achinta-bheda-abheda-tattva

Active kriya awakens the world

For better possibilities on which we live

Quotrivan Jagannatha walking on the sands

Quotri-van…

Blessings sweet

On the chariot’s way                                                   

Jim Morrison Frankfrut circa 1968

Jim Morrison Frankfrut circa 1968

Blown by the winds

Pull towards your q-self

Express thy feelings…

Jay Jagannatha

Hari Om Tat Sat!

 

There in between images

Times fills space

at the bottom of this

Hanging emptiness

the tree clings to the soul

flowering beauty’s mystic sense

which we glance through

our mind

The Lord awaits on the shore

as the moon awaits the cycle to end and begin

renew the words with feelings

Sri Aurobindo circa 1915

Sri Aurobindo circa 1915

and you have everything…

“I was doing time in the universal mind.
I was feeling fine.
I was turning keys, I was setting people free.
I was doing all right.
Chorus: Then you came along
With a suitcase and a song,
Turned my head around.
Now I’m so alone
Just looking for a home
In every place I see.
I’m the freedom man (3x)
That’s how lucky I am.   – Universal Mind/Jim Morrison/The Doors

 

– J

 

 

                         

 

 

 

From Buddha, Rilke, Rodin…to the Thinker’s Disposition: Google-Our-Own-Greatest-Learning-Experience-MICRO-NULL PULL

From Buddha, Rilke, Rodin…to the Thinker’s Disposition: Google-Our Own–Greatest-Learning-Experience-MICRO-NULL PULL

GOOGLE-OUR-OWN-GREATEST-LEARNING-EXPERIENCE: GOOGLE –MICRO-NULL PULL IN LIZOM-HITAT ABSOLUTE ENGENDERING A FAITH DOMAIN (d1>D/Fat-Domain Space)

The Seventh Seal by Ingmar Bergman circa 1957

The Seventh Seal by Ingmar Bergman circa 1957

 

 

Information is key to the understanding of 11-dimensional multiverse of universes- information that is seemingly vast yet accessible not by ‘trial and error’ method of scientific or spiritual judgement but by direct learning experience through a process of negation and filter as we embrace Consciousness as the key non-local server connected to what is called the Field or the Mind of God.  We, therefore, Google God because it is our own greatest learning experience, from the flower in the boutique to Monalisa in Louvre to the quantum supercomputers – our mind-space horizons are expanding continually with the universe,  and each time we learn a new thing the bio-metrics are stored as information rich in time.  

There the tree rises. Oh pure surpassing!

Oh Orpheus sings! Oh great tree of sound!    

Rilke Photograph

Rilke Photograph

And all is silent, And from this silence arise

New beginnings, intimations, changings.

 

From the stillness animals throng, out of the clear

Snapping forest of lair and nest;

And thus they are stealthy not from cunning

Not from fear

(Sonnets to Orpheus by Rainer Maria Rilke circa 1922)

 

History is what we create and new combinations are tried out every second for the welfare of this creation…

 

In film or music

We traverse space            

Unconfined,

We traverse time                                                            

Bubble Pack Information Over 11-Dimensional Area or Hyperspace

Bubble Pack Information Over 11-Dimensional Area or Hyperspace

Through poetry you go beyond…  

Rhythm only matters

Neither space, nor time

Without words the unmanifest cannot dance

The silence cannot embody

An ocean of multitudes the tongue can only seize

And melodies like river from heaven that flows

A single song

On a ripple is born

The sparrow twits at the sky

Its black veil now the terrible beak of fire

That torments cold plaster of marble engravings

Hands elliptic raised to the stars

Offering sensations that are vast

Redeeming time’s equinoxes in eternity    

Buddha Statue in Rodin's Garden which Rilke Admired

Buddha Statue in Rodin’s Garden which Rilke Admired

Idolizes beauty’s slender trail

A frail dotted line across the Milky Way

Who knows why or when?

This madness began or end…

A knock upon the door

Surprise or banter in skilful ecstasy

The paper unfolds gilded manuscripts

Silently written without a thought’s visitation

Carved on the ocean shore

Is there anything more?

On a flower’s pattern

The seed confessed

To Rilke or Artaud

Or to Gide and Whitman

That the lovely moon

Was once struck from Orpheus’ lyre

As a single note permuting many songs

Gave thought to itself out of a vast swirling enzon-vita-emptiness (Supreme Realization)

Lizom-hitat-absolute engendering a faith-domain (d1>D/Fat-Domain Space) Non-Zero Vector @ t = 0 (t>T) Iswara-Purna-Abirbhava

Trees shed their green on blue seas

Transpose colour

To create a further movement

Granular to digital…to holcago destiny /Future is near when you touch the Stone- Chintamani

Mind-Space-Corporate

Virtual Realization

Then a physical entity

Google-Our-Own-Greatest-Learning-Experience /Micro-Null-Pull/Google  (Learning as Love Experience Enriched!)

Want the world to be an indispensable place.

 

– J 

 

 

 

 

Resonating ‘Ananda Kirtan’ in Search of the Ideal Question: Paris Through the Eyes of the Seer

John Wesley Harding Album Cover/Bob Dylan/1967 From L-R: Luxman Das Baul, Bob Dylan, Charlie Joy and Purna Das Baul

John Wesley Harding Album Cover/Bob Dylan/1967
From L-R: Luxman Das Baul, Bob Dylan, Charlie Joy and Purna Das Baul

Resonating ‘Ananda Kirtan’ in Search of the Ideal Question: Paris Through the Eyes of the Seer

“I am willing that the seasons should wear me out

Arthur Rimbaud (1854 - 1891)

Arthur Rimbaud (1854 – 1891)

To you, Nature, I surrender;

With my hunger and all my thirst.

And, if it please you, feed and water me.

Nothing, nothing at all deceives me;

To laugh at the sun is to laugh at one’s parents,

But I do not wish to laugh at any thing

And may this misfortune go free.”

– Arthur Rimbaud, May 1872 (May Banners/Bannieres de Mai)

 

THE QUESTION IS WHAT IS THE QUESTION? – John Archibald Wheeler, Physicist (Address to American Physical Society, 2003)

 WHY DID PRABHU JAGAT BANDHU SUNDOR WENT TO PARIS B/W 1890-1892 AND THEN RETURNED TO BRINDAVAN?

“To track down a theory of everything, we might have to accept that the universe only exists when we are looking at it…”- Prof. Vladko Vedral, Univ. Of Leeds

“Our overall approach has thus brought together questions of the nature of the cosmos, of matter in general, of life, and of consciousness. All of these have been considered to be projections of a common ground. This we may call the ground of all that is, at least in so far as this may be sensed and known by us, in our present phase of unfoldment of consciousness. Although we may have no detailed perception or knowledge of this ground it is still in a certain sense enfolded in our consciousness…

–          Wholeness and the Implicate Order, David Bohm

GRAVEDIGGER 

“But age with his stealing steps

Hath clawed me in his clutch                    

Hamlet and Horatio in the Graveyard by Eugene Delacroix circa 1839/Eugène Delacroix/Musée du Louvre, Paris

Hamlet and Horatio in the Graveyard by Eugene Delacroix circa 1839/Eugène Delacroix/Musée du Louvre, Paris

And hath shipped me into the land

As if I had never been such”.

(throws up a skull) (V.i.63-64) HAMLET/Shakespeare

 

Thirsty roots

Revel in the rain

Forgives pain

Anonymous self-resolute

A flower in the dream

Eternity swing

Motionlessly…

From a cracked earthen pot

A joy comes forth

Lilting grace

Fill the place

Mixing with elements

Oblivious turn

Of the urn

An azimuthal projection of the Unborn Self

Time to reveal or can never test its Absoluteness

Can never test whatever or nothing

Prabhu Jagatbandhu Sundor

Prabhu Jagatbandhu Sundor (1871- 1921)

Twilight cuddles baby bats in the velvet sky

Reminding seasons in hell gone-by

And clouds wrap the bud’s promise in the fire of the sun

They hear the crystal bell laugh and run

And mountains that climb up to the sky

To meet

To meet the Eye

And then fall apart in bundled pairs

In the valley of stars underneath the ocean floor

Did you know more?

That a column of light is tapping the feet of sound

Gently you can hear

A whisper amidst evening tear

After the last rainbow surged a drop in the sky

Emanating beautiful rhythms that can sustain by

Lyrically a wave upon wave crystallizes a superposition of things

In that order and coherence a unified script is written, perhaps

The law unfolds a unique super-evolution of things

Subtle bodies command a vibration in the universe

They participate in an ecstatic dance (Omega Point Transformation Junction/Reverse Kinesynthesis)

Body through the psychic-temple opens gates to other worlds

Not in dreams but in reality you can travel through them

Words ratiocinate the pi-bosonic orchestration of meanings

And light stamps out ignorance on the cold milky-oceanway

Riding the chariot, He comes forth towards the destined meeting point

He who travels with us is blessed

He who travels is blessed

The first flash

An enigma

Existence as real signed to be.

 

– J

 

 

 

 

 

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 tri-levo-org.space

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
okoromade
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

Dance…ecstatic

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

REWORKING ON ROMAIN ROLLAND’S THE DECLARATION OF THE INDEPENDENCE OF SPIRIT (1919): ON THE EVE OF RABINDRANATH TAGORE’S 153rd BIRTH ANNIVERSARY 7th May 2014

 

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

REWORKING ON ROMAIN ROLLAND’S THE DECLARATION OF THE INDEPENDENCE OF SPIRIT (1919): ON THE EVE OF RABINDRANATH TAGORE’S 153rd BIRTH ANNIVERSARY 7th May 2014

“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

Continuous

Discontinuous

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

 

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