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…

Mountainside…

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

Feel

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 = 0.0.0.0.0

 

-J

 

 

 

 

 

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RASA-LILA: QUANTUM COHERENT GLAUBER STATE IDENTITY COHERENCE IN THE UNIDIMENSIONAL DZOGCHEN PRACTICE OF LOVE-ENLIGHTENMENT (YOGIC-LIGHT OF BHAKTI-SHAMBHALA ZAZUN PRIMAL TANTRA)

RASA-LILA: QUANTUM COHERENT GLAUBER STATE IDENTITY COHERENCE IN THE UNIDIMENSIONAL DZOGCHEN PRACTICE OF LOVE-ENLIGHTENMENT (YOGIC-LIGHT OF BHAKTI-SHAMBHALA ZAZUN PRIMAL TANTRA)

Rasa-Lila: Quantum Glauber State Identity Coherence

Lord Krishna is Lord Krishna in the Blue Light Matter of Devotion

Lord Krishna is Lord Krishna in the White Light of One’s Love

“Its only Love that attracts the Lord”- Adi Buddha

Tetrat terav tetrat

Nestrat nihayo nestrat…

Love is the Ocean of Rasa

Krishna-kule antaryāmī aami

I am the giver of Consciousness in Sri Krishna Blue-Home Heaven

Devotion to the Lord by the universal act of love’s proclamation brings joy to the creation (Simultaneous upward and downward causation)

To make that happen the language of the heart (Bhakti-Giti-Mala) must embrace the twilight radiance of the play/lila that takes place,

And that which unfolds manifold realities in Radha Sri Sarira (the rahasya/secret)

Esoteric numbers of the superconscious realms are engendered from Her as the Lord understands the prometrics of Rasa-Lila

Together with Her in His dance with the Gopis

The Gopis are ecstatic functions of supraphysical reality in timeless communion with Radha-Krishna coherent Glauber States for

Further quantum manifestations

Without Dance there is no creation

No integration in leaf and the bole

No Rig-pa, no Bon

Differential quotients within infinite fragments must become the shapeless commodity in farther constellations to become

Fire in the ice of a seer-will force (Sri Aurobindo’s Light From Acrux) that predominates (Mahakala Action: Mother’s Agenda)

All hyperspace conjugations of the metamorphic mind

Mind forever the same, changeless

Yet transforming to reach the highest state of enlightenment through Dzogchen practice

Silence at the heart of the lotus fathers the land of christ’s paradise

The Padmasambhava and his beloved in the purple sun as the blue light of Krishna embracing Radha in the Quantum Absolute Mass Entanglement with dense electrolytic Xinom Supermind Waking State of natural condition

The Last Supper: da Vinci

The Rasa-Lila takes place in the Last Supper of Christ with Mary Magdalene and His Disciples

The Feast is also the showering of Divine Love that creates art poetry sculpture  literature and science

Love is the only fundamental subjective experience shared by great poets like Rabindranath Tagore, Wordsworth, Shelley, Milton, Browning, Shakespeare.  It’s the same love for music/art that brought the symphony from Beethoven’s heart, the lyrics from Jim Morrison, the paintings from Raphael, Monet, van Gogh or Degas or the sculpture from Michelangelo.

Love is in multiplcation, the factor sum is the consort of every deity of love in art/music/sculpture/literature/science as revealed to the artist in his union with the Lord.

"it is an ever-fixed mark

Padmasambhava and Consort: The Nyingma Old Primordial Energy State and the Zahum-Ushi Mandala of Perfect Poise in Love

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

	Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

	Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

	But bears it out even to the edge of doom. 
- Sonnet 116, Shakespeare

"The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?" - Loves's Philosophy, P.B. Shelley

What if we still ride on, we two
With life for ever old yet new,
Changed not in kind but in degree,
The instant met eternity--
And heaven just proved that I and She
Ride, ride together, forever ride? 
- The Last Ride Together, Robert Browning 

"It is he, the innermost one, who wakens up 
my consciousness with his deep hidden touches. 
It is he who reads magic incantations upon my eyes, 
and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart 
in varied cadence of pleasure and pain". 
- Gitanjali, Rabindranath Tagore

- Joy Roy Choudhury

John Milton’s “On His Blindness”: The Quantum Miracle of the Mulberry Tree (The Existential Tribal Involuted Matter in Protein Genesis: Art of Van Gogh and Gauguin)

The Mulberry Tree, Vincent Van Gogh,October, 1889

“After that he put his hands again upon his eyes, and made him look up: and he was restored, and saw every man clearly”. – Matthew ch. IX

Quantum miracle that was performed at ease by Christ had its origin in the esoteric training at Shambhala. The Superconscient Force which when activated with a high-degree non-dual orbital spin generates shifts in space-time coordinates violating Cartesian principles . The pull-string technique of the time-moun acceleration generates extra-cosmic synthesis of light in matter to grant the pure physical vision (active-inactive). Thus, such powers latent in the subatomic canvases of the human mind can enable a John Milton to write one of the best known sonnets ‘On His Blindness’ even when he became completely blind. Milton was serving the god-infinite, the god-within and the god-without. He was writing for the whole creation – the act of giving life-vision to enlighten the parable of talent which man possesses by virtue of his special birth is a miracle in itself. This birth is also that of an inner-vision, an inner-hearing as well, which made Beethoven compose symphonies even when he was deaf.

“They also serve who only stand and wait.”- (On His Blindness- John Milton)

The degree of patience that one can have to understand the intuitive logic of a complex pattern of matter entanglement with the spirit, is also a fundamental key to understand the Fibonacci series of his geometric questioning of the self (the enquiry into Brahman, Para-Brahman) to logocentrically deny the existence of any such metaphysical entity by putting the faith-numbers on the ‘Alice in the Wonderland’ causal diagram in a verifiable hyper-space. Higher the faith number greater the power to mould the destiny because then consciousness generates its own retro-cause for its unlimited butterfly-effect to change substance in primitive order according to a supra-cosmic law of perfection.

Eyes and ears sum up the message

In the twilight sun, the host is a red cupola of the aloa-aloa

Between the destiny and the past, falls the shadow

Present is a uni-triangular vector meditating beneath

Points connect to the cross to negate death in the system

Far beyond the land, the seas and the rocks

He sits, the wheel of prayer moves- it moves not

Time compassion erupts in the void.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Flash Disk Apostrophe of the Bhimbhetka Stars in the Day-Rhyme of Alblackica Illumination

Day-Rhyme, Alblackica-Clock, Samij Datta, 2012

The Flash Disk Apostrophe of the Bhimbhetka Stars in the Day-Rhyme of Alblackica Illumination

 Consciousness-Analogue

The flash disk apostrophe of the Bhimbetka stars saw the yahotri yigadohum….yanimbha kaal..entering the creation-physical-proper; in the eye of the superimposition the day-rhyme of the parasol gives shelter from the sun, time holds the Mesolithic key to the naked destiny of the future as on its lap the ear of the Shambhala heard Beethoven compose the ceremony of the first symphony in C with an grand eloquent performance on 02.04.1800 measured by 0081.40.20 points to cover the French armies’ advancement into Cairo; the river is not a hot metal plate of the Heliopolis but a scriptural design, some call it the water-bed of the vineyards of Provence, some call it the hand- book of the navigators of justice but it’s a quasi-fluid in the hanging drama of time-self multiplexes, the alblackica working in the alblackica to change substance and form, to evolve mankind towards a greater destiny, and with supramentalisation of matter, the spirit is the hanging cross of the breathing years of laughing cows in the pre-Buddha-Buddha of ajax informational-functions;

 

When the child was the Hari-takyat moon of the seven seas then the camera was watching the differences in the solar unity of the one, in the zero-muscular reticular analogues it felt the Rolls Royce Silver-Ghost in the habber-brahman looking for itself in the neo-platonic rosariums of Plotinus, Porphyry and al-Farabi; in the beauty was the knowledge the drifting waters of the Ganges before the sun-task of resurrection was an alblackica rhythm, but, now in the hollow isolation of the I-pipes, the thunder is a bed on which the horse unplugged its vision to create the Nomura, Numero Uno of the distant stars;

Time is coming like the rider on south seas’ eternal leopard, swift sensations are denominations of the cupboard chess playing the game with the bicycle of Jonathan Livingstone Seagull; the ra-ru-re dream of the child-in-play in the cloud’s epiphany of the Stephen artist is the primal void from which everything is run; let the sun eat the tomorrow in the arrow of the stars and we can dance another time in the Alblackica day.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Archival Photograph, Bhimbhetka Cave Paintings, India

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The Zero Space Time Urn From The Origin of Origins Is The Space-Clock of The New Creation

Alblackica Consciousness – from the Origin of Origins 

ALBLACKICA CLOCK (2012), Samij Dutta 

Alblackica Consciousness – from the Origin of Origins 

Consciousness-Analogue

Thou sacred art, thou art divine

Thou art alblackica as time

Thou art alblackica as the red horse of the sempiternal seasons

Rome in daxun time-leap, NY the frozen heart of the riddle without a tail

Amazon strange in the midnight-cross hanging over the bow

Pouring nectar on the crab-feet moun, time is empty

Zero added to zero – another run she will be free

She will be the lion of the ionic ember

She will be the template of the origin of origins

She cannot know before she does her work

Her language is not the tongue but ear, eye, hands and legs…

Entangled to words and rhythms of the alphabets

Every snowfall is the hush of the limelight of reason

Birds came, danced and went to take a dip in the blue oyster lakes

There was time to swallow the fig and the bone

There was no time to gaze at the screen

Time to remake the numbers of the holy chant and turn 1 into zero

The absolute of the Sai destiny is the infant cradle rocking the beams

What alms impregnate the begging heart into the rolling thunder of the drums?

What heart is beating like the winter solstice quivering the ocean salt?

Reason cannot warm a cup of tea bitter with its thoughts

Sweet are the sands that resonate with macro-ether stencil of free space

Gravity is ravity is avity is ity

Galileo born from the leopards of dark space

Ambrosia of the third movement of Beethoven is Venus

Imagination is the box-capital set of evavanagendra Vishnu

Tulips are red like onyx that has the power of luminescence

Moon’s halo is the sri circle of sri azuha sri azuha, Hari Om Tat Sat

Alblackica is alblackica on alblackica in alblackica

Clock’s arms are bent near the equator looking over the poles of Sri Vrindavan

Hens are the peacocks after the morning rooster saw the first showers of April circumnavigate the isles

A wasteland’s consciousness knew that its time to gather the woods for the light.

– Joy Roy choudhury