Adonai El Shaddai…Towards the Supreme Realization through Randomness and Chaos: Sun’s Youthful Benefactors Trace their Origins to the Lord of Life-Giving Poetry of Love as Dance of Quantum Kriya (Yoga of Savitri and the Final Culmination) 2014 /15 +++

Jim Morrison-Time's Petals That Flower Life as the Love for the Indivisible One

Jim Morrison-Time’s Petals That Flower Life as the Love for the Indivisible One

 

Adonai El Shaddai…Towards the Supreme Realization through Randomness and Chaos: Sun’s Youthful Benefactors Trace their Origins to the Lord of Life-Giving Poetry of Love as Dance of Quantum Kriya (Yoga of Savitri and the Final Culmination) 2014 /15 +++

If the writer can write, &

The farmer can sow

Then all miracles concur,

Appear, & start happening

If the children eat, if their

Time of crying was Mid-Night

                  

The Earth needs them

Soft dogs on the snow

Nestled in Spring

When the sun makes wine

& blood dances dangerous

In the veins or vine

–         Jim Morrison

 

 

“The Prerequisite condition of understanding master magician is absolute surrender”. Sri Sri Kalipada Guha Roy

Sri Aurobindo circa 1950

Sri Aurobindo circa 1950

 

“There is no fundamental significance in things if you miss the Divine Reality; for you remain embedded in a huge surface crust of manageable and utilisable appearance. It is the magic of the Magician you are trying to analyze but only when you enter into the consciousness of the Magician himself can you begin to experience the true organisation, significance and circles of the Lila.” – Sri Aurobindo, The Valley of the False Glimmer.

 

“Happiness wears no clothes, yet retains the law of unique edibility”./To be the other, one on its main-frame enlightens the ethics of sacrifice, oxomonminroen!/ Yet it gains nothing except the selfless joy of its emerging self, wishboneash/Whatever be the dream of winter on its tale to bear the fire, tragethtruthtrivath is thy old name…hari om tat sat- Mahakal

 

   The moon’s inner vibrations in plant cell stomata

Tiny rivulets that carry life-force to a seed seeking the variegated forms

A plenary rhythm of unmanifest energy finds its way

Earth hidden from its own realm reveals another earth

A process of transformation is the cause of the cycles

A blue mystic sun

Silence adores an unforgettable gift of the soul    

michelangelo-Last Judgement

Shores where darkness bids farewell to the light

Captures the myriad lullaby of the stars

Sitting on the crest of a wave

For another dawn’s awakening

May the gulls see the coastguard lights

On a warm bed feel the golden lapis of far distant horizons

A palace of forms and conceptions melt in the apocalypse

Trident of the lightning bolt strikes the fountainhead

Liberating mind’s bosons

And in the wilderness there will be light again

And in chaos find the birth of the sun in a grain of sand

Dusty storms over the Capitol may sweep the faces of few

Old order crumbles they cannot run nations on their constitutional ego

Light projects light bends and twists around a moving tetrahedron

Answers the assembly of ascended masters – the road is now clear

Om Adi Chintamani – charioting towards the final immutable moment

Of this coming Ascension of the King – kavatriyong Kal-ki

All that’s happening around the word bear the imprint of this time spectacular.

‘It was the hour before the god’s awake…’

-J

 

 

 

 

 

Kalki, The Apocalyptic Horse Rider and the Conscious Descent in Matter of the Supramental Force: The Mission of Sirius and the New Awakening

Kalki Avatar : The Coming of the Time

Kalki Avatar : The Coming of the Time

 

I. Invocation 

Melody line of colours corpuscular

A sea of swirls untouched by time

Sakyamuni once in that land of bliss

Meditated on Brahma-Surya

Space of the great orange birth of the suns

Triple like Sirius incarnate

In the hollow diagram of Mark Rothko

Like a peninsula guarded by the serpent seas

And walls reflecting the while light of Shambhala

Vehicles surrender their respective positions

Their movements coin the glory of birth

From the navel of the primordial unuttered Arhan-singularity

Topaz light on the fringe horizons

Real oviduct of the Original Idea

Pulsating blue green dots on the ancient Chamomile superscript

We have visited this place through psychic alterations

We travel through the eternal boat

Mark Rothko painting: circa 1952/Private Collection

Mark Rothko painting: circa 1952/Private Collection

Gliding in between strange intervals

Empty like a silver line shining in the sky.

 

II The Coming Time of The Kalki-King

Om adi Chintamani

Om adi chintamani

Om adi chintamani

Kravitonhung Ka-Kanter-Kalki

Riding the white horse of celestial light

Galloping across vast empty space of the spectrum

Tomorrow the sun wakes up

The moon clings to the sky

The banner of time flies in eternity

Thoughts of the saptarshis as light-winged angels

Crowd the event horizon – where it takes place

All encrypted on the surface as nuggets of information packets

Electromagnetic condensation of time on anti-gravity

Matter is the yatring-spirit of the Brahman transforming itself

A peace line to be established; ascend to the throne

An intelligence of subatomic virtues to be inculcated

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

The shining rod sparkles like the rich uranium maprhinto-core

The truth shall come at last striving to be born from the bondage of ignorance

Wheeling in circles like the falcon-headed god of the ancient principle

The zion of after-life from the supergiant stars have send their blessings

Hari Om Tat Sat -Hari Om Tat Sat-Hari Om Tat Sat

Tat Sat Chit in the Christ of Kalki

Flaming alphabets in the cave walls of history

Encoded the message from Sirius

Twa Twa ozraeb-kalki

Super luminescent cumin function

Await the coming consciousness of time.

 

– Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE YUNGDRUNG REPTILE WROTE HER FIRST LETTER TO THE IMPERSONAL TERMINAL ETERNALLY GYRATING AT TREMENDOUS SPEED WITHIN THE BLACK VIGEFOX-PREDESTINY OF THE SACRED REALM (HOLY WORLD CONNECTED TO THE LAND OF HYRULE)

 

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

 

The Treasure of the World-Chintamani, Nicholas Roerich

The Treasure of the World-Chintamani, Nicholas Roerich

THE YUNGDRUNG REPTILE WROTE HER FIRST LETTER TO THE IMPERSONAL TERMINAL ETERNALLY GYRATING AT TREMENDOUS SPEED WITHIN THE BLACK VIGEFOX-PREDESTINY OF THE SACRED REALM (HOLY WORLD CONNECTED TO THE LAND OF HYRULE)

Consciousness-Analogue

The land of the imperial lights

Twilight kingdom with hidden doors

Sacred realm of mirrors connected to Hyrule

Dolma movren gesu nei tra oceanic rest mass meon of the triforces

 

Language orientation of the sound purifies the heart

To speak with the quantum self, deconstruct the world (The Logos)

Memories broken ring on the caravan across the cold desert

Ourobouros, Monalisa, 2012

Ourobouros, Monalisa, 2012

I have carried on my back the chaos and awakened consciousness

The supralingual automated typeface of the anointed world

Was my reptilian grammar born from cosmic supergiant star systems

Before the creation in a another realm without the imaginary functions

Indefinite was the cause resting on a virtual point oscillating in many dimensions

That very moment elliptical and sublime

Like the last touch on Michelangelo’s creation

Dawning the begging of mathematical possibilities

Eternal collapsed on the finite surface of zero prefiguring one as the space time inflation

Expanding and contracting, the riddle was the holy spirit of nirvana

On my back I have carried the race and its plaudits

The couriers of kings the golden goddess of the waters

Seven sages, spirits of the holy book and courtesans

My body moved with no beginning no end

Mountains saw rivers, birds the trees

I saw them all collapsing in the material world

Without mind there are no words

My letter is not an empty space filled with unconquered hieroglyphs

Light far travelling became the sound of ‘OM’

Triangularly activating the predestined heart of the occult worship of my signs

I only exist, rest all are drowning or living or dying in me.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Secret of Isis In The All-Perceiving Eye: The Observer Observed and The Self-Prognosis of the Quantum Self

 The Secret of Isis In The All-Perceiving Eye: The Observer Observed and The Self-Prognosis of the Quantum Self

 

THE INTEGRATED STAR MICRO-PROCESSOR, MONALISA, 2013

The Integrated Star Microprocessor/Monalisa 2013

The Integrated Star Microprocessor/Monalisa 2013

Consciousness-Analogue

Yellow mysterious river of the sun

Slowly moving tediously

From morn till the bright night resuscitates

Over a thousand years…

Outpouring tea on empty banisters

Frail like the rosemoth alphabets

Dying in a circle

Dying in the trapezohedron

Motionless, a thin destructive interference

Temple of the Tragic Thoth built over with rims of gold

King’s palace, courtyards…asylums

Anonymous occult provision for madness

For Foucault and Germaine Greer and xolpheta Anubis

Against which the moon wept

Seas burnt

Silvering predominantly in distant time and space

Under  Hecate’s gorgeous canopy

Violent trepidation of the silent anatomy of Light

Ashore the Seven Seas

Ages subtract wisdom from fear

Youth is the force in the void

 

Immortally singing in the simple matrix of fire

Yin-yang zan infinity of tra-tri-tru morphogenesis

The Dance of Kali: Micro-cosmic Space-Time Evolution

The Dance of Kali: Micro-cosmic Space-Time Evolution

Climbing like Sirius over the pale horizon’s roof

Seeking civilization’s only resort

White horses green like the sky

Blue like the throat of Dante’s bird

Flying like Derrida’s spaceship

Far away into ether incandescence…

Despair not

Redeem through my justified hands

The ancient lands

Of waterways sands and rebellious storms

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

Photograph: Joy Roy Choudhury, 2012

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 Line Integrals From Cosmic Sub-Space of Occult Sirius Synthesizing Open Matter Convertibility Into Light

The Creation of the Sun, Moon and Plants, Fresco Detail/1508-12/Sistine Chapel, Vatican City, Michelangelo

The Creation of the Sun, Moon and Plants, Fresco Detail/1508-12/Sistine Chapel, Vatican City, Michelangelo

 

 

White Line Integrals From Cosmic Sub-Space of Occult Sirius Synthesizing Open Matter Convertibility Into Light

Thou art the immortal light, sings thy glory to the Lord of Everlasting Compassion

Eyes of the vast singularity within photonic sigma vibrates like the strings

Plasma matter Mediterranean meditates on the membrane

Language dislocates the rhythm of dance from the gyrating point

Leaving ruins of space fabric without the geometry of time

I sat on that shore looking at the waves tossed in the helium icy sheets

The Second Coming Unveiling Christ Monalisa 2013

The Second Coming Unveiling Christ Monalisa 2013

Never before it was as it came like a film that had silence at its core

Words weren’t necessary – Lacan cannot process all random binary functions

Meanings gave rise to untellable fractals of the vacuum grid

The rainbow was once the supergiant paradise

The garden’s emissaries are the golden cupidon from distant existence

The struggle is born the birth is a gift of its own Lila of self-consciousness (the perfect Dzogchen of Samantabhadra)

Walking between the imaginary dots of intense density the triangles were speaking to it

Varham nou nefratat emin ou cheya mori ra-ru-re….

Slowly like the petals the quantum gate opens beyond the event-horizon…

Cones sunk in the dewy light needles far away sing the innermost song

Like a vlakin-ship travelling into m-creation-m

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

Sri Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj

Sri Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj

WHITE LIGHT SYNTHESIS -SHAMBHALA

THE YOGA OF YOGAS: HOW TO HARNESS YOGIC POWER IN THE HUMAN SYSTEM?

The harnessing process is very scientific – OPEN MATTER CONSCIOUSNESS

When each biological cell of your body reaches your soul’s level of consciousness, it becomes indestructible like it – KEY TO IMMORTALITY

GRACE FROM BABAJI MAHARAJ, MARCH 2013

LIGHT IS THE SOURCE OF OUR ORIGIN AND OUR ULTIMATE DESTINATION. THE ANCIENT CONCEPT OF SOUL MERGING INTO THE DIVINE LIGHT ACTUALLY INDICATES THE ATTAINMENT OF IMMORTAL LIFE LIKE PHOTONS OR LIGHT PARTICLES. AS LIGHT IS AGELESS, THE PRESERVATION OF IT OR SYNTHESIZING LIGHT IN ONE’S OWN BODY SHALL MAKE IT AGELESS TOO – LORD TONPA SHENRAB MIWO, MARCH 2013

“THE WORLD IS BUT A SPARK-BURST FROM ITS LIGHT

ALL MOMENTS FLASHES FROM ITS TIMELESSNESS

ALL OBJECTS GLIMMERINGS OF THE BODYLESS

THAT DISAPPEAR FROM MIND WHEN THAT IS SEEN

IT HELD, AS IF A SHIELD BEFORE ITS FACE,

A CONSCIOUSNESS THAT SAW WITHOUT A SEER,

THE TRUTH WHEN KNOWLEDGE IS NOT NOR KNOWER NOR KNOWN…” Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Book of Yoga, Nirvana and the all-Negating Absolute

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Monalisa, 2013

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Monalisa, 2013

The Occult Prism in the Sirius Refracting Light for Uniformity of Laws within the Creation: The Geometric Adinkras of the Dogon and Digitaria (The Eye in the Triangle)

Sirius Star System/Sirius B/The Chandra X-ray Observatory Image

Sirius Star System/Sirius B/The Chandra X-ray Observatory Image

Consciousness-Analogue

Stars embody thought systems of intelligible matter

Within the occult hyper-dimensional language the binary becomes the triangle in the eye

Sparking moonstones of digitaria illumine the sun’s berl-harps

Moving with the destiny that will determine the change of seasons

An effect without a cause, the cause overturns the effect to make the law of the equal opposites

The dog has its tail on the rail before the rain can make the freight run

The door is the opal hinge across nebula that heard the footsteps of the coming

What exactly it is time doesn’t know

"The Only Real Valuable Thing is Intuition" - Albert Einstein/ Monalisa, 2013

“The Only Real Valuable Thing is Intuition” – Albert Einstein/ Monalisa, 2013

Inside the Sirius the occult macroscopic self-illumination point is on the verge of another collapse

Translating possibilities into the real-virtual world of action/Superfast action potentials of Zebra-moun vessel

Shining scriptures are the profound enlightenment that Kant has given to humanity (Know Thyself)

If you stand on reason like a bed rock, the tree stands on itself its roots deep into the crust

But still the leaves sway and fail and fall, recycled back again to become the diamond in the sky (Active Geo-Chemical Turn-Over)

The tar is the intelligent wing of the dark energy it uses the quantum black-rose of the ZPE

On foam of matter it reconstituted the imaginative mind with an intuitive sensor

Faith is a number with an open access to the computer code (the biological computer and its super string partner in the creation)

Matter is not locked from inside but can reciprocate love in the divine context (the supramental walking!)

And divine is what you are and all that you ever had in your life – the true self speaking

Rich or poor, blind or deaf, intelligent or foolish – you all are the strength that awaits to manifest the struggle that He has to undergo to prove that light is worth perceiving in the sentient hours of ignorance transmuting the cells to awaken the knowledge far beyond the stars.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Byronic Hero and the Rosicrucian Parable of a Dream: The Afterlight ate the Darkness

Lord Byron, Monalisa, 2012

Lord Byron, Monalisa, 2012

 

 

Lord Byron, Monalisa, 2012

 

“The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent”. – She Walks in Beauty, Lord Byron.

 

Consciousness-Analogue

Incense candles murmur gently

With every light she walks in beauty

Folded in the interim between seconds minutes and hours

Handed down by a poetic sublime

Thoughts treading faraway space

In the magnificent outer ring of the creation

The psychic persona of the man finding the limitless in a reverie

Like the growth of a flame from the pool of her shadow

He felt the silent ripple from the far away stars

That was the innocent compassion of the original delight

In the sat, the chit is the ananda of intuitive imagination

Within us all the divine rests always in peace

Lord Krishna, Monalisa

Lord Krishna, Monalisa

We follow the nuances of time while growing towards it

Beyond paradox, marshalling the forces into infinite liberty

Barajavantosh creation is far away, far away

In the platinum, movements observe varying planes of consciousness

Da-Da-Da the rivers awake before the sun has drenched the stone in its destiny.

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Da- Datta-Charity; Dayadhvam-Compassion; Damyata-Self-Control {Brhadaranka Upanishad, Rishi Yajnavalkya}

 

 

 

 

 

Quantum Entanglement of Elementary Particles From Andrew Marvell to TS Eliot: The Quest for Other Supramental Creations and the Presiding Encounter with Time-Moldavite-Yemaz-Tektite

TS Eliot, Monalisa, 2012

TS Eliot,Monalisa2012

A Young TS Eliot, Monalisa, 2012

Consciousness-Analogue

The savage green beast and the Holy Grail are the same

A part of the unbroken chain

The coordinates pull upon the axis of rotation

Man is the immortal being

He saves gods into supramental gods into the domain-less alblackica

Been the John Milton in the deaf sound of Beethoven

Transfiguring that ‘brahman’ into the divine shakti of the bliss

All in her that saw in the yariman of the Brouhaman circles

Walking across many horizons of truth-consciousness

The mind is the source of the adi-chintamani

In it is written the legal program that is scripted on the rock like a hymn

The psychic explanation of things is there

Beyond it, the creation exists on other cellular creations

In the vast eye of an ever changing self (Star on a Gaussian Plane- the Digitaria)

In the meta-profile of beauty that exists in love- the quatrau-ohim flower incandescence

All that exists will exist in the consciousness of things

Folded in white letters of the empty blank slate on the rivers

Stems that rise up as incense smoke become the rainbow in the sky

Let them come back to tell that you all

Or, “I shall tell you all”.    

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “I shall tell you all”. – The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot

 

James Joyce and the Subatomic Quest for the Chalice: The Final Grail of Quantum Identification

  James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

 “I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes”. – ‘Araby’, James Joyce

The Grail Chalice is the outward symbol of man’s final quest for beauty – the beauty that exists in love, and in life- its that enlightening aspect of self-transformation in things. Without it, life is a sordid cup of sorrow, the artist cannot paint the Madonna of the mind or the Monalisa  of the dream. The Buddha is the Christ in the mediation of the cross on the rose of the eternal coin. That coin is the tree of prosperity,the kiss the final wealth to be accumulated by the outpouring of grace – winter harvests the spring of the early descent of the Lord into the monsoon of green vegetation thereby renewing the cycle of life from birth to birth, and from that birth to the rebirth in immortality. The sacred wish is to attain that liberty- the dzochen is the beauty self-preparation for that stage by acquiring the consciousness to enable the process.

Time was the fragment of the stone, Chintamani

Time was the unconscious element flowing in the stream that gives recognition to objects

The quantum wave is the writing on the stone, the scripture of the artist

God whose sacred poetry is the prose of the Stephen Daedalus in the many moments of the light travelling from the point of origin

Sun gods are young in the nubile river of the diction, words afraid of the meta-entanglement are jumping like seagulls into the sea

They cannot see the heavy rock that takes the shocks of the waves transmuting the pain into the litanies of the full moon joy- birth to birth is rebirth and the end is immortality.

To Shambhala, the future is the locked secret of the sweet envisioning

The King can see over the cold Gobi desert

that the world is about to change

as destined in the words of the prophetic oracle

Man is the choice for the next experiment in evolution…

– Joy Roy Choudhury