Time Morphing in Quantum Consciousness: In Eyes of the Mother The Lotus New Born is the Light of the Sun in Padmasambhava

Padmasambhava

Time Morphing in Quantum Consciousness: In Eyes of the Mother The Lotus New Born is the Light of the Sun in Padmasambhava

Consciousness-Analogue

Time is the yogic light of supra-physical realism relatively acting as transformative non-local synergy agent of the sun vibrating in the ether medium like the blue swan of the white lotus giving birth to ten-fold Padmasambhava at the navel of the Vishnu-Shakti ( Regenerative Pyramidal Mirror of Sthi-Zun Particle in the fan-cup seer-will force in man – Adi Narayana)

The pure substance of the sun in the white lotus gave birth to the miracle of Padmasambhava.

Om Ah Hum Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hum(3x)

Guru Rinpoche…Guru Rinpoche…Guru Rinpoche

All in thee that thou will in thy sacred light of Guru Rinpoche.

The flaming congruent sphere of grace-matter wheel chariots the sublime essence of poetry and art in the divine followers of the creation.

“Moment of Freedom

as the prisoner

blinks in the sun

like a mole             

from his hole

                           

a child’s 1st trip    

Jim Morrison

away from home

 

That moment of Freedom”. – Jim Morrison, American Poet, Singer, and Spiritual Rock Artist

The Inner self is the True Divine- great artists and poets have tasted the divine fruit within themselves.

“All Nature is my bride”. –Thoreau

“All that we behold is full of blessings”. – William Wordsworth

“If you want the truth,

I’ll tell you the truth:

Listen to the secret sound,

The real sound,

Which is inside you.”– Kabir

Lord Caitanya in his Acintya-bhedabheda Tattva implied that the divine essence of the Lord is supreme in one’s heart where Sri Radhika is Sri Krishna and the entire creation but also separate from this world of realities. The Lord is this and not this – one with the creation and simultaneously different from His creation as well.

“I am formless and everywhere                                                                

SAI

I am in everything and beyond. I fill all space.” Shirdi Sai

Jaya Sai Jaya Sai Jaya Jaya Sai

The enlightened teacher is inside all of us- the Sai is an in-dweller transforming us every moment to take us to a higher level of quantum consciousness.

“The purpose of God in creating man hath been, and will ever be, to enable him to know his Creator and to attain His Presence”.– Bahá’u’lláh

The god-consciousness is one who sits in all its empyrean glory manifesting his presence in us through our manifold works (karma) to gain the knowledge (gyana) by the sheer will-force of the love in us (bhakti) through the habits (avhash) we endorse to cultivate the time-frame of an eternal life-force in us which lead us to what Sri Aurobindo and Mother said ‘the immortality” or the ‘rainbow body’ of perfect transfiguration as with Padmasambhava and other sages of Shambhala.

Fragrant doors                                              

Abdu’l-Bahá

Light inner-circle of silence

Opening thy windows to embrace the pure substance of the sun

In the mind of ether the light, the knowledge

Is adding vital life-force to its own good existence (pranic energy renewal via quantum mevic-function)

To shine as smooth as the silken pollen sac

An alter of wave on a particle point (the Von Neumann Cubicle of spectacular algorithm)

Delegating the all-possible ways of integrating matter with the spirit

For the immortal life to be is.

She is forever a fixed star on a Gaussian plane

Unfixed about a cardinal point (the father across the bohemian rhapsody)

Observer within observation point- Jai Satya Sai      

Mirra Alfassa: The Divine Mother

Christ of the future on a dog stargate

Watching pilgrims pass by over a line of hue in the sky

Roerich and Jim Morrison

And Sri Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor

Sri Caitanya Sri Caitanya Sri Caitanya

Adi lila of Parameshwar

Beyond creation she the Absolute Hypothesis

Quantum Quadrangular Machine of Vrajo-Unin-Termas

Beauty was a joy to behold in the nectar of life

Nothing exists but her golden lap where the creation is.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

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The Alpha-Sovereign Grey Hound Lines Transformed the Ancient-Cloud Technology into the Time-Square of the Vitruvian Man

VITRUVIAN MAN, Leonardo Da Vinci, 1487 (Proportions of Man)

The Alpha-Sovereign Grey Hound Lines Transformed the Ancient-Cloud Technology into the Time-Square of the Vitruvian Man (Time Square is the Temple of the Psychic Lotus/Pink Lotus)

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE

Evolution is an artful science through which the ‘many’ in the ‘one’ finds its rightful place in the bottle of time that oozes out like Champagne. Every product in the eye of the consumer is the replica of himself in the mirror of the self procreating in ‘moments of clarity’ to redefine an identity of aspiration and love. Development is through these vertices that label products into ultimate-growth manifestation of a populace that has credentials of the divine glory in the golden ratio of cosmic harmony. The product is the mother that creates the desire through its signs and prepares the user through the time-bound energies of the creation; to be more is not less and less is never more but to be just is the right to be man in the cross-equilibrium of the circle that determines the proportion of perfect growth, each according to the capacity of the vessel it can fill or envelop to be the peace symbol of an ultimate race that has the power to enchant, create and recreate the history of civilizations as the fire emboldens the velocity of mind.

Sunscreen apricots find the shade of Levis true to their own mask yielding walking boots on the shore of an empty ocean. None knows the whereabouts of Christian Dior on the pink-lotus steps of the blue valley, they saw them crawl like fireflies unsung like the quitars of the yellow sea, the cinnamon candles were burning on the woody tables in the banquet hall ; Moët et Chandon slips into the powdered musk of the velvet skies, the germination of the dawn lends its hands to the clockwork orange of Alblackica afternoons; dogs bite dog-ends and watches Joseph Heller do the macabre hi bop on the caramel floors of the extratet creation. Bars of light twine with the fragrance of Rashomon and couple the rhythms with the fountain-orchids of La Dolce Vita, Do you see the black leather belts that fascinate the late evening jazz at the Windsor manor? And in between the Frank Zappa of the bohemian rhapsody do you hear the Nokia waiting to pick up calls from the Godot of the destined stars, silence admires another silence, microchips work faster that god, the multiverse is full of consciousness, speak and be true to your self O man! The Volvo waits in the rain to be taken away by the breezy summer Mercedes of an autumnal reprise, yellow artifacts of the ancient cloud makes green tea with the zen-elbow technology of a zhaotic verb that sits in the armchair nucleus of Norwegian wood. She came and sat on an endured throne and ordered the Ikea from chain stores of Pappilon (read ‘Babylon’!); from the window of the moons the sun was pale vanilla of sweet memories of Kodak making space the alca oktamin bride of frinctuon; for size and dimension the copier was the cat that ran parallel to the white line of energies to ring each bell for a thousand words of love. The end was Rolling Stones playing Voodoo Lounge for the ANZ of a Vitruvian man. Evolution touches the edge of Shakespeare in the platina of Led Zeppelin, flying over it saw timeless moments caught in the web of Harley Davidson as wireless codes are empty bubbles in the sky in the walking ozone of Walulikohim; machine IBM read the letters ‘never meaning to send’ after minutes and synchronized its seconds with the coldplay timepiece of the eternal lands.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Cover Art of Voodoo Lounge, ’94 Studio Album, The Rolling Stones