THE DYING SWAN MOVEMENTS OF THE CLOCK AND THE CLASSICAL EPIPHANY OF ALBERT EINSTEIN’S TIME DILATION: THERE IS NO MORE FIRMAMENT

 

THE DYING SWAN MOVEMENTS OF THE CLOCK AND THE CLASSICAL EPIPHANY OF ALBERT EINSTEIN’S TIME DILATION: THERE IS NO MORE FIRMAMENT 

The Dying Swan, ballet performed by Anna Pavlova circa 1910

The Dying Swan, ballet performed by Anna Pavlova circa 1910

 

Consciousness-Analogue

Colours are splashed by the sun’s primal meridian

Evoking the silence of silvery nights

Dim light’s ambrosiac reminiscer of the seas

Over a book of Hamlet, recollecting

Ancient coins, stamps, murals and seals

Time’s prolific mistress Ophelia is drowning

Drowning in the indistinguishable ether of memory

At the bottom of the floor the mosaic patterns mirror oblivion

Unoccupied by the birth of a star or a stream that flows by in

Words are radioactive decay of atoms causing collapse

Silence is the superposition

Thinking allows us to master the universe

In the holy Ajna, the sacred fire is the peacock’s wish to dance like the rain

Darker the clouds lighter the burden of the sinuous hills

And as the peaks coiled like serpent’s tail He Fathered the deep symmetry of the race

 

 

Events that become the ground reality of things self-collapsed into one possible nothingness frame

Rest all are mathematical projections of the hyperspace functions

Divine Mother, Mirra Alfassa

Divine Mother, Mirra Alfassa

The candle doesn’t mark the end of time but eternity

As long as we live as ‘one in many’, in the many fields of the Symbolist Movement

Crossing the frontier with Mallarme and Laforgue

Into the dead analogous world of parallel uncertainties

Paris transfigures

As Rome as Venice

The flowers in the garden

Bringing Her glory of the spring

Nestled in the relative harmonics of simultaneity

Sharp like the knife’s edge in the chill delirium

Voices ringing in the far-off shores

Felt the constant stillness of the soul.

The actor suffers to deliverance

The mob cracks; the walls, the fire

‘THERE IS NO MORE FIRMAMENT’

Far and beyond as near to nearness compelling thy light

To manifest itself in the synecdoche of universal bliss.

 

-Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: ‘There is no more firmament’, one-act surrealist play by French playright Antonin Artaud, 1920s

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The Dynamic Mosaic of Space-Time Intensity and the Natural Quantum Rhythm of Form in Consciousness: Jim Morrison’s and Charles Baudelaire’s Quest for ‘Death’s Twilight Kingdom’

The Dynamic Mosaic of Space-Time Intensity and the Natural Quantum Rhythm of Form in Consciousness: Jim Morrison’s and Charles Baudelaire’s Quest for ‘Death’s Twilight Kingdom’ 

“Time present and time past 

Are both perhaps present in time future 

And time future contained in time past.

If all time is eternally present 

All time is unredeemable”. – Burnt Norton (Four Quartets), T. S. Eliot, 1935

‘Death’s Twilight Kingdom’/The Hollow Men (1925), T. S. Eliot

Jim Morrison, Monalisa, 2013

Jim Morrison, Monalisa, 2013

Jim Morrison, Monalisa, 2013

Consciousness-Analogue

Poetry is the fractal wheel of fire

Oh friend of the dark star

The monster of light has fed its wrath on the weeping clouds of fortune

To hell the heaven endorse another view

The practical man ashamed of his luck falls on the floor

His month ticks like years pouring dust on empty canals

Light crossed her eyes

Like rainbow in the skies

Soft moist petals over Parnassian waves

Floating like time in eternal caves

There sun has hidden her face behind the mirror

Behind the mirror, behind the black pool of mirror where the spider climbs

Behind the shadow, knowledge claims false apparitions

That was all history confined in that point of prison

Together we ride that wave …fade away

Far…

Come again…

White like the tiger’s brown bosom of the sea

Beneath the tree, in the split of shelter

In the silence of another way

Charles Baudelaire, Monalisa, 2013

Charles Baudelaire, Monalisa, 2013

Come again my friend

Not to lose but to determine

In the hairs of grazing horses

The unforgettable rhythm of the ancient song

How the ordinary is transfigured into intangible sublime

There after the recession where we must all go…

Come again…

Joy Roy Choudhury

From The Ostrich’s Egg: Consciousness Trapped in Fossilized Matter Clue to Faster Than Light Travel /Pink Floyd Dissonance & Harmonics(Run Like Hell)

Pink Floyd circa 1960s/L-R Mason, Barrett, Waters, Wright and Gilmour

Pink Floyd circa 1960s/L-R Mason, Barrett, Waters, Wright and Gilmour

Consciousness-Analogue

Redopalin redopalin redopalin

Ostrich flies into space merely walking on the by-lanes of shadow

As it moved it felt the occult symmetry of the bouharong on the ‘universal mind of the god’

Sounds may capture some of the essence- the pre-Linguistic birth of the Baudelarian Prufrock who charts every micro-cause of the causal destiny of time through the pi of circular radiance

That itself is beauty unborn, aspiring violently to take shape in the original bosonic gestalt of the nor-gates (quantum gates to exo-creations)

AW456Q leads to q-derivatives of the initial static point on the mouth of curvature (9sheet-space-time curvature of alphabets –voximbets etc.)

Universal freedom of speech granted for further evolution

Tennis Ball

Tennis Ball

Branes have levo-livo connective spirals to other worlds by using simple electromagnetic radiation

The tennis ball bounces and bounces and then at rest still bounces off at the heart of things

Rest is rectilinear propagation of the light from a rotating disc on the fabric of space in the conscious awareness of the ultimate eye

It sees what it cannot see due to the optical density (Energy Co-efficient is Zero or less than Zero) of the mind

Psychic states exist from there stretching far beyond itself into the paranormal, supra-paranormal verpawip-normal states (towards system stability)

Spiritual awakening of dawn means material infusion of value to each collapse that takes place in the brain

The brain automates the bliss that faith concentrates on the individual

Pink Floyd: The Wall

Pink Floyd: The Wall

System develops radically creating efficiency and contributes to the development of other systems

Therefore you may have to run like hell to catch the signal of light and overrun it on its own course

Run, run, run like hell.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (’67) and the Grape-Moun Law of Maha Avatar Babaji

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band and the Grape-Moun Law of Maha Avatar Babaji 

Consciousness-Analogue

What art thou manifest to unite the inner being with the body

And the body with the earth sky ether water and the fire

Music in the ears is the halo of Maha-avatar Babaji

As if the sun and its elements have their roots in the alblackica

They resonate like the harp of the millennial chaos transformed into beauty

Thy art so pure and thy music so strong

A uniform lattice holds the curvature of time 

67 in the Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band

76 in the river of madness and rain

Christ was a friend of George Bernard Shaw, what arms thou amassed to fight the eternal war? What fortune lies in the deep abyss of mankind, my Lord?

The shepherd of the paradise have gone back to his holy land

His virgin flower is an al-ferabi vacuum, petals are burning like the black rose of the sun

In the Nile of the Ganges the sunken heart is an apocryphal horse   

Bramhaputra was Noah’s olfactory lobes

The night was the essence of every dawn of unity

In the grape-moun law of the fraternity

Hindu Kush silent in the yaya-chakra of the haz-time-haz

Eisenstein in the chamber music of the soul

Paris in those days of the future was not what it is now

Though Baudelaire walked as an auteur of historical images

Down past the Louvre into the trapezium of the sound

Andromache the swan was resting in time.

– Joy Roy Choudhury