Every Moment of Time is Self-Contained and Quiescent- Dogen: Heidegger’s Waiting and the ‘Releasement’ (*Supramental Descent)

Krishna Puja

Krishna Puja German Lithograph circa 1930

“A branch of heaven transplant to human soil;

Nature shall overleap her mortal step;

Fate shall be changed by an unchanging will”.

– The Book of the Divine Mother, Savitri, Sri Aurobindo

Radha Krishna Playing Holi with Companions

Radha and Krishna Playing Holi with their companions

Martin Heidegger once said ‘we are to do nothing but wait’

Rabindranath Tagore and Students, Santiniketan, 1929.

Tagore with Students in Santiniketan circa 1929

Waiting with an openness of being                20161223_112622

Without any fixed notion or objective

This is a kind of everlasting transcendental openness

With an immense joy one just waits….

Waits and waits and waits…

The song of the universe wells up in the heart

And the myriad colours at the core of one’s being

Attuned to the pure consciousness

Lights the lamp to kindle a billion stars

This is a supramental descent

An act of grace but not by any individual effort

A supraconscient release of the plenum existence

Into an ocean of bliss

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Mantra written by Sri Aurobindo in 1927

Kali Da With Garland

Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

Satyachaitanyer matrikore

Anander Utshe bashoman ek pradip

Baye jaay pratiti khane maha-sunyatar shei chanda

Jar nishpap dhani hate prashobito habe ei maha-bishwa

Sudhu pratikhyar alo phutiye tole agamani barta

Ek adi-anadi bairagya adorsho….

1420

Sonajhuri Forest (Acacia Auriculi), Santiniketan, Birbhum 

-J

Jagannatha Ratha Yatra 2016: From the Supra-Causal 3-in-1 ‘Vajrakaya’ Diamond Body (Love-Light and Light…)

 

Ratha Yatra Poster San Francisco 1969

Jay Jagannatha (3x)                                              The Trinity of Balarama, Subhadra and Krishna at the Temple of Jagannatha

Prajnane Pratishthitam Prajnanetrolokah

Prajna Pratistha Prajnana Brahma (Aitareya Upanishad)    Ratha Yatra Poster Mexico 2013.jpg

It is an inner journey of the soul’s everlasting consciousness

Reaching the shore of the infinite one

Through broken passageways and doorways that glimmer with hope

Enchanting every footstep with melodious sound

Of unbroken harmony that adores the vastness of space

Entwined with the moment’s timeless flowering

Sri CaitanyaMaha Prabhu

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu

A light that danced across all mirrors

Then holding still the chariot’s vibratory rhythm,

It embraced the surging seas mountains and skies

And cried out to the birds and trees and rock and fire

Luminous self-revelatory experience of the Lord

In the coming time follow the signs

That will lead to the destiny of the world.

 

 

 

 

SAMADHI IS THE STATE WHERE ALL INTENTIONS AND EFFORTS CEASE TO WORK

Kalida Sitting Pensively in the Garden

Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy 

Inside the Room of Sitaramdas Omkarnath Thakur

Inside the Room of Sri Sitaramdas Omkarnath Thakur, Varanasi

Tibetan Thangka

Buddha, Tibetan Thangka

Happy Ratha Yatra coincides with the Birthday of His Holiness, the Dalai Lama

Peace on Earth!

 

The Great Gate is Now Wide Open: 21st February, 2016 – Celebrating Divine Mother’s Birthday and International M-O-T-H-E-R Language Day

Mirra Alfassa

The Divine Mother in Japan            Tibetan Mandala with Sanskrit Mantras in Concentric Circles by Carl Jung

 

All atoms are made inside the sun by thy Will

There are vibrations that compacted and expanded

These are open dance signatures of the great cosmic mandala

They come from the Void and manifest their form

How sweetly they sing and sadly they disappear

Beyond all these there is stillness

That pervades the motionless track of all existence

Perfection and imperfection exist in a plane of simultaneity

We need to go beyond….

Bright nothing where you void the void

There eternity exists as manifestation starts

Look deep inside

………..Take the Skull in your hand…

The universe exists as a pulse only in your mind

The Mother with the Children in Pondicherry

Divine Mother will Children in Pondicherry

You are the inevitable source of everything

The arch of the rainbow that bridges heaven and earth

‘A BLIND GOD IS NOT DESTINY’S ARCHITECT;

A CONSCIOUS POWER HAS DRAWN THE PLAN OF LIFE,

THERE IS A MEANING IN EACH CURVE AND LINE.

IT IS AN ARCHITECTURE HIGH AND GRAND

Beggar-Singer with Hound, Yuan Dynasty, 1271-1368, Hanging Scroll, Ink and color on silk, 76.5 x 36.2 cm, Museum for East Asian Art, Cologne.

Beggar Singer with Dog, Yuan Dynasty circa 1271-1368, Hanging Scroll, Ink and Color on Silk, Museum of Asian Art, Cologne

BY MANY NAMED AND NAMELESS MASONS BUILT

IN WHICH UNSEEING HANDS OBEY THE UNSEEN,

AND OF ITS MASTER-BUILDERS SHE IS ONE”.

Name or form apart from the substratum is the maya

So, the wise sage Aruni tells his son Svetaketu:

“That which is the subtle essence- in IT all that exists has its self.

It is the True, It is the Self. And thou, O Svetaketu, art It”.

Atyachetonar stare paripurno lekhak

Matri bhasay nirvak pran

Lekheni se kichuoi

Shekheni se kichuoi

Sudhu pran bandanay

Se awhowan kare pran

Neither time is nor its not

Only eternal awakening

At this moment

French Actress Sarah Bernhardt as Hamlet Examining Yorick's Skull

French Actress Sarah Bernhardt as Hamlet examing Yorick’s Skull circa 1899-1900 London/Paris

Is all what we are and will be

And when you hear the birds singing

The passing clouds bring rain

And you dance like a drop in an ocean of spontaneity {Pure Function}

Because you know that nothing is left to you at this moment

But to have a good laugh;

Narrating children the tales of Tapovan

Where mystic oneness still prevails

Les Ruines D' Angkor Old Poster

Les Ruines D’ Angkor poster

Like the ordinary mind the Tao

Every day the river courses its way

To meet the ocean of bliss

‘May be, like the empty sky it has no boundaries,

Yet it is right in this place,

Ever profound and clear.

Colossal Black Hole Is 12 Billion Times As Massive As The Sun

Artist’s Impression of a Colossal Black Hole Which is 12 Billion Times as Massive as the Sun

When you seek to know it, you cannot see it.

You cannot take hold of it,

But you cannot lose it.

In not being able to get it, you get it.

When you are silent, it speaks;

When you speak, it is silent.

The great gate is wide open to bestow alms.

And no crowd is blocking the way.’

 

-J

 

  1. ‘A BLIND GOD IS NOT DESTINY’S ARCHITECT…AND OF ITS MASTER-BUILDERS SHE IS ONE.’ -Savitri, Sri Aurobindo
  2. ‘That which is the subtle essence- in IT all that exists has its self.’-Chhandogya Upanishad
  3. It is the True, It is the Self. And thou, O Svetaketu, art It”.-Chhhandogya Upanishad
  4. ‘Like the empty skies it has no boundaries…blocking the way.’ – From Cheng-tao Ke translated by Alan Watts

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

 

 

                         

 

 

 

Galactic Leap Through Automation of Free-Will Extrohan: Love is the Key to Kal-KI Yatra of Madhava

Krishna dancing with the Gopis on the Yamuna Bank Vraja-Lila Quantum Rasa-Samudra

Krishna dancing with the Gopis on the Yamuna Bank Vraja-Lila Quantum Rasa-Samudra

Galactic Leap Through Automation of Free-Will Extrohan: Love is the Key to Kal-KI Yatra of Madhava 

Sweet sandalwood swarms turquoise moon 

Soft as the yellow silk clothing the trees

Can you see the kiss that draped the sunlight of mirrors?

Each garlanded by the madhurya-rasa of the infinite one

A hymn of the night bestowing light

A streaming in of  music from the solar deities 

Leaf stained with the dewy vermilion 

And perfumed by an alien flowering of time 

Sang to the Lord of Lords its eternal song:

(Prabhu Prabhu Prabhu Hey)  (Anantanantamay)

In search of the silent formless void unmanifest

Kalachakra Mantra

Kalachakra Mantra

The cupola of the time as eternity of Buddha

Saw the opening of many invisible doors

So, you may preserve yourself in that wide nothing of conscious life-force

And become the syllabic embodiment of the heart-chakra

White lotus of the sun in blue beak of the honourable sea-bird

Flapping its wings like the breath of each life

A moment of inner-awakening, a call from the shepherd of the mountains

A bearded green tree as chintamani radiating light fragrance

A coiled rainbow serpent at its foot

Fluting the majesty of the golden day

Enter Shambhala exit through the conch-shell of HARI

Paranam naam charishato batsharer lila ananda may

A peace descends on earth so you must light the fire of your will

Stronger than the wheel of time

Radha-Krishna and the Gopis The Perfection of the Heart-Chakra Spin

Radha-Krishna and the Gopis The Perfection of the Heart-Chakra Spin

Stronger than the axle

To become the vajrakaya of the Padma-Sambhava

Your words trace the link to the origins

To the Sesha-Nag Ananta – Vrala –Om Vraja twilight Hari

Crescent moons and Neanderthal Suns and the Meta-phoenix of the distant stars

The rocks roll on the ocean floor carving mandala of an enormous space

Four corners diagonally dissecting the point of the Creatrix

Joachim Alma-Mater trahuv time – thousand Avalokiteshwara of the Shambhala night

Searching the morning that comes to them as wood’s thermal        fragrance

Jim Morrison Photograph Circa 1970

Jim Morrison Photograph Circa 1970

Of the rasa-dance in helio-optical circles of lunar belts

Within itself the rose is the secret of the heart of matter – Adi Chintamani Om

To see that beyond in the within of time is the salvation of the cycles of Kalachakra

To thee place the vision as the leaf offers itself to the butterfly

Tomorrow has built the road for the yearning yesterdays

A song may refill the Absolute space

A time may anoint the sigma of moment

Reach out for that single dew drop Tat Sat Hari Om!

Padmasambhava: Guru-Rinpoche

Padmasambhava: Guru-Rinpoche

MESSAGE FROM PADMASAMBHAVA: VAJRA GRACE

0m ah hung vajra guru peme siddhi hung (3x)

The Golden Sutra of Padmasambhava: 
Read your body by the golden orb of the sunlight that beats into your heart every second-time is eternity captured through the sound fragrance of the mantric syllables -the body prisons the  Lord that you liberate through it into higher dimensional beings -here this means conscious existence at higher levels. (Vajrakaya-Supramental)
The body is the only means to this Lunar Door opening through the madhuyra laya of the kal transforming the obsolete habitual life into further harvest of cultivated thoughts that is not bound by any possible stigma, socio-cultural or esoteric.
Light is dance of the footsteps crossed by darkness now
She is the wecra wlavouf wild fruit of the galactic center
She the teacher of our innermost feelings from the book of the tree
That book is paradise encoded in the virtual server of the magic of love
Mastery of all possible elements is complete with the chakra spinning at the heart of matter manifesting the highest spiritual goodness through the subtle vibrations of sound-kriya conscious pragyan systems – that is the true technology that ought to be in place on earth if it wants to attain true enlightenment by getting an entry into the galactic federation. 
Good Luck Friends!

– Joy

Chandrapat Revelations As The Lord Speaking To The Worlds: Unique MahaNam Lila From Sri-Angan Of Param-Bramha-Hari

Bharata bhumite haila manusya janma yara/ Janma sarthakara kari’ kara para-upakara. – Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu

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Forest strong sandals Burnt geometry fingers Around a fire Reading history in blackened Books, charcoal sentence In moot splendour -Jim Morrison/wilderness

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Consciousness-Analogue Human birth is a pure revelation A pure source of things from where life emerges A complex chain of circumstances that leads to the event Occurence of cause on the effect’s causal ship is love Krsna is the quantum lila – an abode of bliss on the superstring Krsna is the dire ignorance from which knowledge must emerge It’s the home of the sky-birds of heavens floating in a tapestry of darkness A song has no meaning in itself it’s conjured by endless time The apparent space filled with fluteless echoes reverberate in emptiness Nothing is destined all are consumed and repeated again The sweet morning flower is the queen of dead leaves offering to the trikal of the twilight Insane remembrance of the pastoral elegance within a gyroscope Eagle sunwards into reptilian summer Electra moonshine and porcelain Watching obelisk patterns on the sea Night time tomb streets rejoining land Winds as camera shutters They are going to see the spectacle All in one as many as one in that unknown quest Bright stars crystal dotsbon the cubic foot Descend on earth far away from sigma-vrul-eternity. -Joy

9th December 2012: Celebrating the 110th Birth Anniversary of Sri Kali Pada Guha Roy- In the Time of Peace the Light was the Yogic Sound of His Silence in ‘it’

Yogishwar Sri Kali Da: The Yogi of Maha-Yogis

Yogishwar Sri Kali Da: The Yogi of Maha-Yogis

Prachin Parbat mala

The quantum mevon light hasn’t yet fall on its peak

Marubhumir samudre shristir ek  balukanay e samayer shitishil gati prapto hoyechey

Savder prahari ra takhono hat te chalte sekheni

A vast Silence covered the blind chink of the whole creation

Nothing moved or walked or crawled or swelled

In the rhythm less path of a primal compassion

Neither contracting nor expanding the orbs in their flight

Sublime was the emerald waves in the emergency of that light

Reading the mysteries that His love has brought to unfold the worlds

Navigating the paths that future beholds in the past of its figural present

Om Adi Sanatan- the eternity is the myriad ways of the Cassiopeia in the zoning-al-druid hum

Down the River Way/Photograph, Joy Roy Choudhury

Down the River Way/Photograph, Joy Roy Choudhury

Pagan birth of the Father in the monsoon hymn of the winter moon

Hibernating itself in the yupa-yupi star flakes of time

Memory is not the black raven of daylight extinction

Neither it’s a void bank of dead Alpha numeral’s sunyata

The past squeezed the present to turn every nocturnal sight into endearing happiness

That is the essence of a conscious vital life-force– without it that is not that in the schism of ‘it’ (scattering and dissemination of plectographic mandalas)

Thou art has taught us to laugh and to play, to sing and to dance

To be merry in the song that His faith has brought (the supra-cosmic cult of bhakti as an in-dweller )

We pray to love and live, as His ways have converged on us

To this day we record our existence as continuous consciousness in the supra-aeonic years of manifestation

To live with him holding thy hand in the primordial zarticle/barticle of the retanoul waves

Appearing slowly on the screen of the cosmos

As om adi para-brahman – om adi om- om adi paratpara

Om adi sat-chit-ananda

Om-faux-pa-vir-hung-tal

Glory to the Divine (3x) always

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Available “THE ZEN TWILIGHT” by Joy Roy Choudhury

Kindle Edition on Amazon http://amzn.com/B00AK6QM4C

 

 

Counter-Clockwise Movements of Cyclical Time in the Ever Evolving YungDrung of Prima Matra in the Ancient Tapriza Hymn of the Bon

Olmo Lungring, Samij Datta, 2012

Counter-Clockwise Movements of Cyclical Time in the Ever Evolving YungDrung of Prima Matra in the Ancient Tapriza Hymn of the Bon

Consciousness-Analogue

The four apostles are the tetra-terra streams of light

They advance towards the everlasting sea

The dragon submerges the truth in the cradle of darkness

Peacock elephant snow lion horse – thou art come within and shine

Thou art the secret messengers of the sacred land ‘olmo-lungring’

From the cave of the Neanderthal, the Bonpo gazes at the pristine stars of Shenrab

No beginning or end have ever won him any glory

He was the child of his own thoughts killing the hours by the seconds in the years

His friend was the rivers that spoke with the trees talking about Michelangelo

His words were metaphors that etherized a desert with the menthol of Alma mater

His verse were the true link of a polymerase chain in the Satprem of Sri Aurobindo

In the alpha-square of the geo-hunet gravity the leopards are eating the Frankenstein of the race

Let time be the tool in the wheel of fire to reshape the moment on a frictionless road

Let new words be the design of merit born from the gulf of differences to institutionalise individual development and progress

Known is the unknown chapter in the Gnostic book of the dead

Towards the non-dual social sign the symbol are the letters written on Savitri

The moon climbs on the back of her hair

The red face is the lotus of the Alblackica fountain

Spring calls the fleeting birds in the tower of Babel

Allow them to speak with thy tongue

Let thy chaos be moulded into the antiquity of consciousness

Let thy mind be vacant with it

Anadiutsakendre jage rat

Karagar theke lanthan niye ay

Akasher chari haste bhorer ananda ke tapriza pathay tar shei chithi

Uttor madhur ek Taranga te anabil ak hashi

Jano ure jay ramdhanu nadiyay alor chande ak nadi

Chalo jai surjer par dhore sagar mohonay

Srot ashim ek srot

Nei samay, “HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME”.

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME”. – II- A Game of Chess, The Wasteland, 1922- T.S. Eliot

 

 

 

Vraba-Act of Integral Synthesis by the Apocalyptic Horse-Rider: Light as Peace-Symbol of Gnostic Illumination in Dimensional Kinegorim

Shambhala Art-Kalchakra Symbiosis, Samij Datta, 2012

Consciousness-Analogue

I

Sweet pair of birds finds thy true note in rhythm

Harvesting the white light in the tree of substance

Dark matter gravity in the formless night bore the many leaves of time’s ethereal cycles

The wheel is a pure dance of reasonless entities, innumerable in number

Chakra-sthi-zun-chakra-sthi-zun-kal-chakra

In the primeval mobile state, zero is a numberless question keyed into existence

Supra-physical delight of the apple-docxet fire is what was translated to Adam by the Open Book of Revelation by the Father

Adi-purusham-adi-purusham-elohim-el

To what you may know may stand the test of time to check back at the history you have made?

Letters in the vortex churn the ocean the scriptures are trembling like the screaming sky

Shambhala Art, The Swan at Padma Karpo, Samij Datta, 2012

II

The swan in the lotus pool is the Gnostic meaning of a thousand suns

In the dark night, the star of Mazuvont was the blessed palm of the sky

Rains fall on an ocean of infinity, clouds gather the feathers of the bird

Love is an ambo-hiprav-quin-brig-quinwing F (Time 4.778- YEARS > 3.887 K)

Travelling in a bus reading a book she looked at the lights that meandered into the far beyond

Her mind like a river swallowed the banks at one twenty fifth of a royal cubit

She was fond of operas in the grand deluge of a dream rhyming the end-matter of worship

And fancy took her curves in the salon of the world and found her to be as pure as blood

Nietzsche was right, God is Dead; the white-goddess of the moon-sphere sparkled on Zoroaster

Dying with Rudra in the lake of the amphibians he remembered the lost words of the original self: ‘Know Thyself’.

III

Avogadro base constant illuminated circle decraz-creation-decraz

The horse drank from my pool of waters and heard the cry of war from the other side

The mountains ran into the deserts from Shambhala to the inner-Asia voice-belt

HBTK mode causal inner-emblem symbol transformation weva-weva-weva

Ritam Yiam Klaki Kalki-Ritam-Yiam-Yatashta

Knowledge is knowledge on prava-ixon-intelligent-systems

Road map to the future is based on Onnovation in Innovation on a point

Observer > V-Static-Yong-Observation

Love is a flower in the sempiternal wells calling the darling light through the meadows and the marshes

Snibook technology working on docrex brocat unig: “It did the works of God’s intelligence/Or wrought the will of some supreme Unknown./Still consciousness was hidden in Nature’s womb,/Unfelt was the Bliss whose rapture dreamed the worlds.” .

 

I- Kalchakra-Symbiosis/II-The Swan on Padma Karpo/III-Kalki at War (Shambhala Art)

Ref: “It did the works of God’s intelligence….dreamed the worlds.”- Sri Aurobindo, Savitri Book II, Canto V

Time Epilogues of Osirian Time in the Original Destiny of the Origin of Origins via C-Loop Navret Consciousness (Triple Transformation of Being- weza-heza off-on Shambhalapure ovid)

Anadiutsakendra A1 , Samij Datta, 2012

Time Epilogues of Osirian Time in the Original Destiny of the Origin of Origins via C-Loop Navret Consciousness (Triple Transformation of Being- weza-heza off-on Shambhalapure ovid)

Consciousness-Analogue

Phase-A-circle-101A-space-wing-length=101cm(1:1=1>1)time-matter=a1-A/1A

Within the space-horizon space is a massless entity

Its feathered clock have disappeared into the hole

Time dissolves time, space is an abstract ideological constant

Mother-in-time and mother-outside-time

In the Navajo base mandalas, words are psychiquazims of a supreme past

Present is the origin of time, the future is the origin of origins

Translational acceleration – z > Rotational acceleration – w

To be with time is to be with time, to be with time is to be without time

In the occurrence of events, silence is truth-paradox of an epistemological tree

Truth is not in the domain of super-realism, it’s a construct of the hyper-verb in the greater i-plane-i

To meet the i one can only be the i to be in the I of the Eye (Silent- Pure- Manifest-Supra- Unmanifest- Hymn- is Ambatat- Harastot- Afraz- Haramaz)

Mountains farmers horses and elephants

Kings, promises and the land                               

Light embodies hope, hope embodies the chalice

Supra-tail-supra-null-supra-lim = Supramentalisation

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Star of David