Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother and the Message of the Heart-Sutra

All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force…We must assume behind this force the existence of a conscious and intelligent mind. This mind is the matrix of all matter. – Max Planck

Nature isn’t classical, dammit, and if you want to make a simulation of nature, you’d better make it quantum mechanical, and by golly it’s a wonderful problem, because it doesn’t look so easy.- Richard Feynman

Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother: As long as earth remains trapped in its matter/energy contour and not in its consciousness, you will never be able to have the frequencies needed for transformation. Two things will primarily happen:

  1. Man will live in fear as long as he based himself in matter &
  2. He will hang on with time to be the play sport of utter ignorance. These twin movements still drive the energy of earth, though nature has many mysteries hidden on her face but mankind doesn’t have the courage to explore it nor has the hope or promise of a better life. It’s like train running inside a tunnel unable to come out because that will mean a complete change in the history of its habits that defined so far the course of his path. (from Big Bang to the Present time)  Man fears change as it is catastrophic to his existence – change here is the personal invocation of each system-evolution and not related to any sociopolitical order or system of fixed beliefs.

Disciple: Dear Mother, will you explain the ‘fear factor’ in man?

The Mother: Fear is the consort of death, the Holocaust – it’s not an allegorical sense of Auschwitz but a biological fear in the cells and therefore in the mind as well. Your sense of rational history has almost killed you – you don’t have the instincts of natural creativity anymore – you are a drone driven by the fear of death, driven by the illusions of time, driven by quadruple of logical sense that terrorise the beauty of nature and the cosmos. Matter as we see as a dense substance is not really what you know- it’s just vibrations, a certain frequency gives you the present form and structure, a different frequency will give you something else but how will you know it and most importantly how will you change its configuration! It requires technology to know it and do it as well but not the kind of technology that you are using right now – you will tomorrow come up with a riddle like the sphinx and use your jughead to scribble some field equations to juxtapose cosmology with quantum physics and bring mathematical geometric abstractions of fundamental space-time linearity non-linearity – that will not take you any closer to the truth my child! It’s a fear of loss and the fear of success that marred the world.

In the present context, let me ascertain one old nugget of truth – you all seem to know or at least a fraction of the human population know that the Divine is all powerful, omniscient and controls everything – it’s only a partial fact – the truth is the divine struggles to keep things in control otherwise it would have been a different scenario. You need work hand-in-hand with me to make this world a paradise – it can be done by the power of the divine will-force.

So, can you read with your heart, and think with your mind and take a walk across an ocean of bliss? Where is the shore-line? Is it a boundary? Take a fresh look and you will see there is no-boundary no space-time no finite thing in the universe. Everything you create from your thoughts – and where does your thoughts originate? Not in your brain – it’s just a device made for thought perception – converging, diverging its plainly a receptacle for consciousness – the fundamental duality of the body/mind comes from the brain you associate with giving you a sense of identity and self-reference. You are yourself the player in your field and yourself the referee – you know the game inside-out? But do you remember? Every qubit of information stored in the system can be accessed – don’t need even a user log-in – you are logged-in eternally my son. As the baby comes out the mother’s womb the umbilical cord is cut because it doesn’t need the connection physically – it can grow on its own and develop itself but always connected to its source non-locally. Consciousness is the key to everything in this creation.

Only true love can unlock the doors of perception – love not in the idyll sense but love as in karma as in ananda as in dhyana…love the self that you are – connect with it spiritually and you get the gold mine. And after the Gold Rush what next…gold also a substance eternally vibrating but its material form and weight are just the surface reality of the hidden thing that resides in the frequencies of the metal. When you dissolve all your questions and terminate the torment then you get a glimpse of the beautiful world that exists here and elsewhere. The supermind is not something you will attain, it was already there but inactive because you didn’t have the wherewithals to find it or experience it.

In the land of Ella the star

There came the Master

Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Children greeted him with wild flowers

They laughed

They sang

About the old possum’s book of practical cats

And the Master said: there is a big university

A world school

Schools that make you learn the language of the heart

To control gravity by will-force

To be the poet of the connecting mind

In the land of Ella, on Eden desk

Life is eternal



No equinox defined relativistic positions

Your time and place are the manuscripts of your geo-stationary satellites

They are extremely primitive

The Little Child Krishna

The Little Child Krishna

In the land of Ella, there is no joy & sorrow

But Ananda – the bliss matter that solidifies into your being

You can go even further than that in the para-kshetra of ananda – into drag-loubonin non-field consciousness planes

But there you must put a stop to your people on earth have a long way to go

The children surrounded the Master

He told them stories of his pastimes, of Elygymbur- the little child with the flute

He told them how the cow milked the sun

And radiant pink light flashed in their eyes

Twilight’s thoughts offered their sacred tears to the lotus of life

And the oceans touched the rocks in their ecstasy

Time immobile is eternity

Playing alone in the shoreline

Waiting for the night’s diffusion into dawn

The Master said: The bearded man of the mountain was a snake-charmer

But now he is old

His skin is cold

He must die before the rising sun

And his limbs will be rattled by the windhorns of the shepherd

Youthful like the nubile ceremony

The Feast shall anoint the new king

Time’s passage violin-shaped

Full of memory crystallised somewhere

Only the music knows what strings are attuned to the stars

Purple birds of the freedom liberate thy soul

Lands…legions of truth

Twa twa twik twam

In the child’s rhyme

A hum…

From the universe’s infantile cradle to the death of a dark star

Into the bliss of being forever in the wilderness.



The Sun is a Giant Stargate for Your Exodus into Many Unmanifested Realms of Pure Consciousness and Bliss: Sri Aurobindo’s Maha-Samadhi Day 5th Dec, 2013

Sri Aurobindo circa 1950

Sri Aurobindo circa 1950

“He spoke and ceased and left the earthly scene.

Away from the strife and suffering on our globe,

He turned towards his far-off blissful home.

A brilliant arrow pointing straight to heaven,

The luminous body of the ethereal seer

Assailed the purpled glory of the noon

And disappeared like a receding star

Vanishing into the light of the Unseen.      

But still a cry was heard to the infinite,

And still to the listening soul on mortal earth

And high and far imperishable voice

Chanted the anthem of eternal love”. (End of Book VI, Canto II, Savitri/Sri Aurobindo)








The Sun is a Giant Stargate for Your Exodus into Many Unmanifested Realms of Pure Consciousness and Bliss: Let Your Inner-Reflections Fetch the Highest Supramental Truth For the Absolute Good on Earth


Helios-reka-yat-possibility curve – supraphysical realisation and both physical & non-physical journey to recover the lost symbols of creation (Life Divine)


There is a mystery I left still unresolved

The growing pain of miseries on earth cannot engender

The faith required for transformation

Fruits of the divided kingdom lay waste in the countryside

Toying with nature’s resources the race became the automatic hand of a whipping ignorance

It cannot alter the scene; the midnight toil deluge and destruction

The tree withers from thoughts lapse into time bound memories

And the garden of Adonis, the hyacinths by the rock are not sung this time

This is the time of fear and trembling

This is the time when the shadow encircles the prime of your life

Children scream and horror not dismantle the prolific towers

Man has merged with the base elements of hell

Driving on the king’s highway to crash and murder

Nothing can save from the prophecy of the winds and the sea

The sun born like a lotus can still pour its streams of light to a chosen few

Don’t give or take but just be still point on my navel

May the coming wave take you through to a far-off blissful home where I reside!

(itat –journey of the physical through q-wormholes in the sun/visitations to the other side of many universes via time-loop spiralling staircase of interlaced cosmic-grid)


– J





141st Birth Anniversary of Sri Aurobindo, 15th August 2013: The Supramental Riders of the Coming Time (2013 and beyond…) and the Spiritual Transformation of Earth as Envisaged by Surya-Savitri

Sri Aurobindo: The Triple Transformation

Sri Aurobindo: The Triple Transformation

141st Birth Anniversary of Sri Aurobindo: The Supramental Riders of the Coming Time (2013 and beyond…) and the Spiritual Transformation of Earth as Envisaged by Surya-Savitri

the watiz-rider gave light to darkness 

the watiz-rider was the light

the watiz-rider on light as light was the watiz-rider

9 pre-tat agni birat tat adi satya

matter is de-self gratiyu (9.9 less 1)

many (untouched -formless) gave One (the supreme-unmanifest) the form of many forms 

From circle the square earned the rectangle in the hand of a point called the straight line (the sun-lit path to eternity)

Divine Mother/Symbol

Divine Mother/Symbol


Awake the inconscient in its primal self

The first flower, the tree

The waves that fathom the rocks

The rainbow in the skies

All conversing with a universal field of intelligence

Beyond any material logic and perception

There is a free way to connect with the Creatrix’s mind

There is a free way to connect with the truth;

Thy heart shall blossom the lotus of light

Thy sun shall harvest the lunar incantations of the Adi-Purusham

When time becomes invariable then you freeze into eternity          KrsnaThe Blue Lord


A frame of dynamic static points- immobile, vast and constantly pure

Shall you not reach that everlasting shore?

Touch that light of liberty and freedom?

By shedding your bondage with the past exhausted habitual resources?

Look beyond into the future; gaze into the self-hood of imagination

Past recedes into present becomes the being of time-incarnation

Error is the mind’s cause for a greater effect awaiting

Sleep no more on the granules of ignorance

The riders are coming…

This world is the supermind’s birthplace

The peacocks are dancing in the woods; the play is yet to begin

Nestled in nature’s rhythm on every leaf and bud

Seasons resonate with tidal rivers

Speaking with Ganges, Nile, Yamuna and Mississippi

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

Embracing every colour till you see the white light

As an open page of the first book of creation

A joyous being to behold

A fire to reside on every curve

A child to speak of love undivided

And the hope of the coming time.


Time the old navigator of souls

Leads us into the sea

Their dreams confront eternity

From the eternal void the sound is born

Words came from silence of that

Matsya Avatar. one of the 10 Incarnations of Vishnu who protected Manu (Adam Kadmon, the first man) and the Seven Sages at the time of the Great Flood (Deluge)

Matsya Avatar. one of the 10 Incarnations of Vishnu who protected Manu (Adam Kadmon, the first man) and the Seven Sages at the time of the Great Flood (Deluge)

That it is unknown revealed as feelings

We are back on the shore playing the harp

Meanings reside beneath the sea

Beneath the lakes

Under monstrous mountains of etherized death

Mosaic mansions and merkabahs

Streets full of music

Gathering around a corner

Crowded dust of nothing brings rain

Rivers swallow the dead inhabitants

Dry sun pale in the womb

Knocks us down on the floor

We see through the Doors…


ALL THINGS MUST PASS: The Purple Lights Above Narmada and the Supramental Realization of Truth

The last sign of fleeting moments captured the fire-ether sunyata of geometric vastness = 9-evolution-6 …cultural creative velocity of mind where C = 3 x 10^8 to 88,88,888 ions/gate Free-Trade-Cosmic Burn Deck

George Harrison in Concert: Wearing Maha-Avatar Babaji Medallion

George Harrison in Concert: Wearing Maha-Avatar Babaji Medallion

“All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
None of life’s strings can last
So, I must be on my way
And face another day”.

– All Things Must Pass, George Harrison 


Memories breed herds of cattle

Labouring in the dark

Under the pantomime shadow

Mimics the ape like existence

Crawling on the mosaic beds of hot lava

Churned in the gutter

Beaten from head to toe

And driven back into the barren land

Where metals fornicates the broken limbs of fear and destruction

Into the drudgery of hapless cities


That sleeps the night out with the clause of scientific realism

Narmada River

Narmada River

All that is too much reason for the simple man of the mountain

Seagulls cried at daybreak

Pointing their flight into something in the sky

Far in the corner a little light gyrates

Silver and purple flash fishing in the air

Then it’s seen no more

The river goes on its own way

Wandering like a forest sage into a timeless ocean

Counsels the myriad trees that stand like wisdom

In the caves of Narmada, He has lit the sun many times

In the courtyard, the moon sparkle the Jove in the woods

Uttered the apocryphal hymns of distant lands

Mirra Alfassa: The Divine Mother

Mirra Alfassa: The Divine Mother


Magical property of the spirit

Unfolds Mother’s new matter

From the occult primal void,

Light, the destitute child of world’s ignorance

Gave unto thee

The yoga of existence

Yunin-years ago

Yunin-tavetra-years ago


– Joy Roy Choudhury




Consciousness as the Main Source of the Creation: From the Point of Singularity through the Big Bang and the Flowering of Quantum Truth in Man

Consciousness as the Main Source of the Creation: From the Point of Singularity through the Big Bang and the Flowering of Quantum Truth in Man 

Hand of God Giving Life to Adam, Creation of Adam, Michelangelo, Sistine Chapel

Hand of God Giving Life to Adam, Creation of Adam, Michelangelo, Sistine Chapel

“God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him” (Gen 1:27)


“Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I’ve been.

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin’ through Kashmir”. (Kashmir, Physical Graffiti, Led Zeppelin 1975)

Saint of transformation, and the rainbow serpent spirit

Meadows mirrors and picadors

Dews clothed in the tapestry of light

Inviolate gold and rubies of the sea

The circle of man inherits the diadem of truth

Like a cross in every stem the tree gives the flowering rhythm of space- time

From music we have come down the smallest membrane into another paradise

Latent world force and lines in the shape of a crystal locked in the lattice

Holy Feet of the Lord, Roza Bal, Srinagar, Kashmir

Holy Feet of the Lord, Roza Bal, Srinagar, Kashmir

Freedom is the soul learning to walk through bodies that breathe

Qui boltan qui no re li qui soma…wave after wave passing the distant point

The sea gushes forth the clouds are transparent anapaests of electrical discharge

The violent storm comes again bearing the burden of the little sprouted seed

Trickles like the silvery star across the motionless palettes of da Vinci

Geometric configurations of the mathematical grid in vacuum posits the new dimension

Purple is blue when the rose is dead like Nietzsche’s god

At the event horizon the mystic journey begins again

In the primeval lila khetra/field consciousness is the prime entity of this whole creation

Never before or after, but always stimulating the future cause with light after lights

Hemis Monastery, Ladakh

Hemis Monastery, Ladakh

Effects bore the sunlight of cause and nights dawned the beauty of its sacred birth

Akhanda prem anu-anga lila- Christ the man in men for the higher evolution of the task-force consciousness


– Joy Roy Choudhury


Pictures from Top: 1. Creation of Adam, Sistine Chapel

2. Holy Feet of the Lord, Roza Bal, Kashmir

3. Hemis Monastery, Ladakh



White Light Synthesis: Apogee of the Quantum Self Teleporting Grace-Qubits of Non-Dual Geometric Consciousness to Earth (Brahman-Grace-Built Matter Ushering Supramental Form)




White Light Synthesis: Apogee of the Quantum Self Teleporting Grace-Qubits of  Non-Dual Geometric Consciousness to Earth (Brahman-Grace-Built Matter Ushering Supramental Form)

Om Ah Hum Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hum (3x)- Invocation to Light – Parallel Universes – earth -meta-earth-inner-shambhala-beyul-realm

Hari Purush Hari Purush Hari Purush (Jay Sri Prabhu Jagat Bandhu)

Hari Om Tat Sat (3x) – Cosmic interference of Multi-lingual faith with cellular-matter


Sri Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor, Monalisa, 2013

Sri Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor, Monalisa, 2013

Whispers of immortality as the grass sings the petals fall

The moon alone in its crescent bower, the sun in its harbour of gold

Worships the occult transcendental force: qua mei ohon karut rei

Triangularly aspiring like the olive branches on the shore

Or like a feather in the wind soft and gentle strains of music flow

Awake to that vibrating spheres’ ethereal synapse

Responsive to the continual emanating patterns of the cosmic grid

Another time in parallel universes the space was exotic matter of negative energy

The blue hides of the quantum self in the dense focal point of anti-gravity

Rivers beam xia-photons the trees are acting as parallel Casimir plates

Flower beds the tremendous force: the cognizant horse of the inner-shambhala

The hour-light waves as fragrance of love de-focus inside the warp-bubble

Magnetic movements of a new system of scriptures are part of a server in the holographic universe

Drunk in the void of nectar the stone generates the new supramental law

From Acrux via shambhala to the valleys of the golden glee

Noah ben Noah silut tat vasishtha Joachim al-farab trivo Shenrab

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Monalisa, 2013

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Monalisa, 2013




Sri Aurobindo

Sri Aurobindo


Fair mortal of thy hidden source

Sun - The Eternal Yogi of Light/ Monalisa, 2013

Sun – The Eternal Yogi of Light/ Monalisa, 201rce

The point radiates around thy elliptic boundary meta-entangled with the occult Imaginary

Within the infinitesimal space-time the cosmological patterns emerge

Consciousness is the key to the creation, it is the creation in itself

All that you perceive is one song that remains the same

Discontinuity is the logo-centric ethos of our sat-chit existence of bliss

The Brahman seats at the centre seeking the multi-lingual ananda of a seemingly separate existence

But all that in the eye of the cognitive seer is just the play of consciousness to make real the virtual and vice versa

Allow the strength in yourself to cross the event horizon towards non-differentiability

A point incarnates a liberating consciousness in space-time

What you see and feel is the stimuli based observation process watching the many interlaced observers seeking consummation

The fruit is also the hidden seed of the tree branching out via the roots of propagation

Material manifestation cannot uplift the race unless they square the equations of the vitruvian man

For that you need non-locality of supramental wave-function collapse beyond ordinary matter correspondence

Letters of white light synthesis can act as the miraculous gift for the mankind

Faith is the lock-n-key that opens the prison of matter for conversion into higher stuff

That light must penetrate the bosom to become the suns invisible in the optic nerve fibre (co-bundler solar occurrence of matter with supramental speed of photonic manifestation/higher sat & chit with co-planer ananda of anti-gravity points)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Two Positions at the Same Time: Graviton Sensing Mind-Apparatus Connecting with Super-Conscious Vehicles of Trahitra-Gnomon in the qei-eternal (quadruplet time-walking self determinism & end of Paradox) /Post-Fermi Essentials of Micro-Server Connectivity

Two Positions at the Same Time: Graviton Sensing Mind-Apparatus Connecting with Super-Conscious Vehicles of  Trahitra-Gnomon in the qei-eternal (quadruplet time-walking self determinism & end of Paradox) /Post-Fermi Essentials of Micro-Server Connectivity

Still Life- Vase with 15 Sunflowers/Vincent Van Gogh

Still Life- Vase with 15 Sunflowers/Vincent Van Gogh


Foggy streets where metal binds minds to a corner

Loafing with time radials in an inadvertent way

I saw 3 mm glass reflecting the binary stars

Two in two is one on one without the laser thought projection

The arc bends on its own creating minimal distortion on the pathway

Poetry is motionless motion of sound in wrahim-wrahim Acrux

The fourth dimension of solid-liquid vectors is Brahman-nadin-brahman

Noubinho noukratot noumenal world of non-biological processes

Art is the performance of man on the greater stage of creation

Language is a silent tool of architecture to manage mathematical models of thinking and reasoning

Logical perception cannot be attained without intuiting the chapter of irrational sounds

The yellow moon in the subconscious rhythm is the projection of liquid crystals of life in the atomic cave

Imaginary line on the horizon saw the dipping of the suns over Tiwanaku

Enrico Fermi: Out There on the Blackboard

Enrico Fermi: Out There on the Blackboard

Pedestrian platforms merge with the spectacle of colour lights flashing in the sky

Twa twa arhos douhavon conre conra salulewos- brown earth fertilising quantum aboriginal matter

Rainbow of the spider antelope furring in the distance

Magnetic polarity of the Belphegor fires is changing direction

Arboreal limestone artefacts

Language appellate codex

Polynumerical binary typecaster of frazo-silicate time

Months are days in seconds as the only flower of Vincent Van Gogh

– Joy Roy Choudhury


Time is Sailing to it’s own Destiny: Enjoy the Slide Show on the Gallery



The golden fish swam across a sea of stars

The burning blue ears of the white conch shell saw the night waking from the peacock feather’s dream

The inconscient rocked the cradle tempting light to penetrate the substrate of the dark revelation

Purple sage of wisdom saw the white horses of the neanderthal man

He walks, speaks and runs across the universes toying the idle hours with the felicity of an immutable plan

Behind closed doors of eternity, time is a second’s stranger learning the causal play by the macro-choice of the dice in the probabilistic possibility of a geometric adinkras

I have seen mountains caused by the space evacuation in the fabric of dwal-dru-hun

akta zazabor prani

anya ti ak adim surya

tader kathopokothone matir rang hay lal ba sabuj

dure sthan pay paharer naksha

barofe dhaka sameyer bairagyer prastor

lutiye pare nadir dheu

er ghasher ghumonto asthabale neche dole alor daibo pran o chetona

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Cosmic Detour into Consciousness: George Harrison and the Changing Worlds (Baxtrom Light Traveling Weight)

George Harrison, Monalisa, 2012

George Harrison, Monalisa, 2012

“Everything else can wait, but the search for God cannot…” – George Harrison

And in the seminal song “My Sweet Lord” he reiterates this waiting:

“I really want to see you

Really want to be with you

Really want to see you lord

But it takes so long, my lord…”

The seeking for the Lord is a long journey to the originaboun (the origin of origins) and as George Harrison felt it’s like “a door opened somewhere in the subconscious realm, maybe from a previous life”.

“All religions are branches of one big tree. It doesn’t matter what you call Him just as long as you call. Just as cinematic images appear to be real but are only combinations of light and shade, so is the universal variety a delusion. The planetary spheres, with their countless forms of life, are naught but figures in a cosmic motion picture. One’s values are profoundly changed when he is finally convinced that creation is only a vast motion picture and that not in, but beyond, lies his own ultimate reality.” – George Harrison


The starlight fragments bear the cosmic heaviness of the blue denim

Bulging on the edge like a bubble of some distant dreams

Made real by the fantasy of a life’s long journey back home

The emissaries are here in trapezohedron solar crafts

Flying like octane flutes of the Sri Radhika- The Harrison Wave Couplet of the eternal Brouhaman

Peacock sparkles on the midnight ether’s strange beauty of forms

Diminishing the mass equilibrium of the horizontal frame

Vertically aligning the gyrating torsion of the flamed cupola of light

Breathing like Krishna on the Adi Tattva’s creative impulse

In the motionless distance of time – time is the true saviour O Christ

And beauty is the door through which the seer penetrates his quest

Into matter’s utmost felicity with the spirit of its undying fashion

Creating new songs from the well of its wonderful rivers

Each a new beginning to the architecture of the exoplanets

Creating creations merging into creations

As the tree into forests of lavender and pomegranates

Swirling into the utmost dance forms of the invisible dark momentum of things

And becoming empty like an unwritten book’s many historical feats

Man shall climb to the reach the divine stage – Om Adi Om- Om Adi Tattva

And touch the Brownian consonance of consciousness

The chariot has come down to travel to the next apparel of things

To crown new dimensions of Supra-psychic technology

“All life is yoga”, and yoga is life in love to be free

To free the self, believe that you are to make this Life Divine.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

“Life on Earth is but a fleeting illusion edged between lives past and future beyond physical mortal reality” , and while commenting on the concept of reincarnation in 1968 he said “You go on being reincarnated until you reach the actual Truth. Heaven and Hell are just a state of mind. We are all here to become Christ-like. The actual world is an illusion and the living thing that goes on, always has been, always will be. I am not really George, but I happen to be in this body.”

Ref: “All life is yoga” – Sri Aurobindo