The Soul-Reality and James Joyce: Consciousness as the Chalice of the Sat-Chit-Ananda Experience Permeating Poetry of Life/ “Priest of the Eternal Imagination”

James Joyce circa 1902 Dublin Ireland

James Joyce circa 1902 Dublin Ireland

“His soul was swooning into some new world, fantastic, dim, uncertain as under sea, traversed by cloudy shapes and beings. A world, a glimmer or a flower? Glimmering and trembling and unfolding, a breaking light, an opening flower, it spread in endless succession to itself, breaking in full crimson and unfolding and fading to palest rose, leaf by leaf and wave of light by wave of light, flooding all the heavens with its soft flushes, every flush deeper than the other”.

–         A Portrait of the Artist as a Youngman, James Joyce, 1916

… I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.-  James Joyce

 In 1963, when I assigned the name “quark” to the fundamental constituents of the nucleon, I had the sound first, without the spelling, which could have been “kwork”. Then, in one of my occasional perusals of Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce, I came across the word “quark” in the phrase “Three quarks for Muster Mark”. Since “quark” (meaning, for one thing, the cry of the gull) was clearly intended to rhyme with “Mark”, as well as “bark” and other such words…

– The Quark and the Jaguar, Murray Gell-Man, American Physicist, Noble Prize Winner for Theory of Elementary Particles, 1969.

 

“Consciousness is a fundamental thing, the fundamental thing in
existence   it is the energy, the motion, the movement of
consciousness that creates the universe and all that is in it   not
only the macrocosm but the microcosm is nothing but consciousness
arranging itself”. – — Sri Aurobindo, The Life Divine

“I regard consciousness as fundamental. I regard matter as
derivative from consciousness. We cannot get behind consciousness.
Everything that we talk about, everything that we regard as existing,
postulates consciousness”.- Max Planck, Quantum Physicist and Noble
Prize Winner and Founder of Quantum Theory, Observer 25th Jan 1931

 

                                     

The Sun has blossomed on my iris                    

An American Prayer, Jim Morrison

An American Prayer, Jim Morrison

A thin veil of clouds have lifted the lid of the sky

The smoke and mist have moved away

The din of the castle walls and the corners of the street

Acquire a new way of deciphering the meaning

Life is pointless points of soul-acquisition

My boots stand for my existence

My feet for my liberation

And my words for the whole human race

Nothing contradicts my will

Far beyond the present reality

Above the mind, the true hidden source is found

That is the artist’s divine quest       

For neither time nor eternity can toil like the words

And forge something absolute out of that inane nothing

To create what was not there by the sole action of your choice

We live in multitude and on a point of poise our hearts tied to one consciousness

Being of time where the saviour laid his head 

Sprung like a child trying to unknot the mysteries of life

A brilliant flash of light creates the patterns as a revelation

Seabirds crawl into that cradle of stars appearing as thoughts

Fashioned by the poetry of a higher mind

Stillness, silence the vibratory sequences of this multiverse

Can trigger the marvellous journey through the doors

Into the place of virgin oneness

That must exist or nothing else can

A pen on a piece of paper makes a diagram

It starts from this revelatory point

And the mind that directs this cinema of the worlds

Measures each sequence step by step

His observation is the cult of this worship of arts

Without which the pen or the paper are only void that cannot speak

Existence is multiple points from one singularity as consciousness choose them to be

Unknown to man a giant seabird leaped into his soul

And he looked straight into the sun

That gave him the vision of the everlasting light

–         A promise of liberation and the soul substance of fire *tapas/jyoti

– J

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PENGUINS AND DEERS, LIONS AND PIGEONS ARE THE FOUR VERTICES OF THE WINGED-SQUARE IN THE DOMAIN OF QUARK

Quark I, Samij Datta, 2012

PENGUINS AND DEERS, LIONS AND PIGEONS ARE THE FOUR VERTICES OF THE WINGED-SQUARE  IN THE  DOMAIN OF QUARK

Consciousness-Analogue

Glistening in the rain’s quotidian wake, the mountain-leaf quarks sing do-re-mi

Fa-so-la-ti colors on Achintya-Bheda-Bheda-Tattva

Quantum aquarium where flower-fish fly on chrome-wheel-chrome

Questions understand answer’s religious kinesis

Quark is the chariot of the leaf-prime-integer king

Carrying consciousness from matter to matter

Anonymous voices from inside it, says Brahman is singing.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 Quark II, Samij Datta, 2012

Murray Gell-Mann took the name ‘quark’ from James Joyce’s Finnegan’s Wake (ref. line “three quarks for Master Mark). Gell-Mann later went on to received Noble Prize in ’69 based on his work on classification of elementary particles.

Quarks and Leptons are building blocks of matter as we know it, but what is the Domain of Quark?

BRAHMAN IS DIRECTIONAL- NON-DIRECTIONAL CONSCIOUSNESS, EXISTING ON  THE   RAINY MOUNTAIN BLISS  AS ACHINTYA BHEDA-ABHEDA TATTVA- That is the Domain of Quark

Quark III, Samij Datta, 2012

BRAHMAN IS DIRECTIONAL- NON-DIRECTIONAL CONSCIOUSNESS, EXISTING ON  THE   RAINY MOUNTAIN BLISS  AS ACHINTYA BHEDA-ABHEDA TATTVA