Salvador Dali’s The Burning Giraffe and the Post-Modern Debunking of Orthodox Quantum Theory

The Burning Giraffe, 1937, Salvador Dali,  Kunstmuseum Basel, Basel

Salvador Dali’s The Burning Giraffe and the Post-Modern Debunking of Orthodox Quantum Theory

Consciousness-Analogue

In the dead title the giraffe was an animated being from the world of L’Age d’or

Painting sublimates the Freud in us asking questions that answer the paradox

In every vertical flame the lateral cube of ice is the burning deck of this creation

Man, Monster or God has to face the imagination in consciousness for his next level evolution

Hamlet hears his father’s ghost ; Hamlet ponders on ‘nothing’ in the Yakir Aharonov’s quantum space

The theatre is the golden craft of a triangular time gyrating within the Three Graces

And the cinema is the pastoral setting of a live doorway to the artistic fusion of the dead author with the un-born reader of Egalitarian value

Lightning struck the old eagle of the Wheel; the falcon knew what the spirits exchanged

They are talking about the ‘theta’ migration of sustainability

Prophetic precognition of the Origin ‘p’ in the ‘o’ of the eye worm-hole

Vora-gate opened to transfer ‘the agenda of ananda’ as consciousnesses to the people

Noble men rise to the occasion – on the wings of Shambhala I saw him float

He, may be, the carrier-force of a Greater Revolution in time.

(The Journey of the French-Revolution in the Eye of the Micro-Gravity)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

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Prognosis of the River in the Circular Time of the Eternal Serpent Swallowing the Destiny by Metempsychosis of the Eragman Will in the Integral Salt-Plate of Alblackica

Ouroboros and the Hexagram

Consciousness-Analogue

The circle inside the rhombus is Ouroboros

The deregulating factor of time constant shifts aids the metamorphosis of man

Man is man; the eternal egg hatched the genesis of life

Art thou man in the inconscience springs the flower in the day light of his infancy

Little is known about the man-eternal; his hands obey the eyes of birth making his legs walk on the sand

Brahma from Brahmaputra is Godavari in Krishna

Rivers are symbols of paradisal purging in heavens

In the gulf of the shadow, the warihoman is walking like Nebuchadnezzar

What is the value of the present day time in xollar?

In the book of the dead nothing exists beyond a point

The farthest point from the origin is also an origin

Beyond that deathlessness is breathlessness, Sri Radha is Sri Chaitanya

Sri Azuha Sri Azuha Sri Azuha

What is beyond the supramental?

In the origin is the origin as Brahman in shakti earning bliss from a cause in essence

That purified substance higher than the sun is the alblackica in alblackica

There is no unity without division; within division there are multiple unities

Integral hymn to the father of the Lord is the de-facto disciple rising towards that light

Clouds reflect the patterns on the rainbow in the form of rain drops blessing thy eye

Adi Sheshnag on the mahakal-tattva is the oldest time on Hawking-Unruh black body radiation

Spread knowledge light and love; TIME IS RUNNING OUT!

 – Joy Roy Choudhury

Quantum Signal Pull Up Strings Entangled in Sirius

Zen-Art, Samij Datta, 2012

Quantum Signal Pull Up Strings Entangled in Sirius

Consciousness-Analogue

As spring neared the end of its season

The flowers whispered the wind their wordless Alblackica hymns

Soleil levant, Homer and pages of history chanting time honoured songs

The wheel is a cycle of the supermind, from ‘it ‘to ‘that’

Super active supra-physical stem is the literary stylus of consciousness-poetry

Rhythms break rhythms crows fly where the sun is not dead

At last resurrection came from chrysanthemum pots and the jack-rose wisdom-tree

Letters are poetic anagrams of the non-linux macro-ether mind-gap

To Higgs Boson is Higgs Boson answering

To what demand curve do we feed the need-analysis of a populace?

And statistically survey the supply with analysis and future program?

Economics of the homosapiens is just Freud minus walking sticks and glasses across Hermitian space trajectory of libidinal desires

An equation with zero is always zero and never one

Alblackica is Alblackica is Alblackica

Time is time on time to time

Space as space is de-macro-space of hyperspace

Rivers are oceans when the wind talks to the seagulls across the gulf of the Brihaman cause

Light is shining from Sirius A B edible and subtle homepages of obias occupying zelin-84.TN.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Lila-Tat Technology of the Origin of Origins in the 7 Square Circles of the One

Tribal Art (Bengal Patachitra), 2012

The Lila-Tat Technology of the Origin of Origins in the 7 Square Circles of the One

Terrible terrible Rosalind, Orlando, the ethanol substance was the burning deck of the cosmos fiery like the trees taken by the fire and ships taken by the storm in the seas; dreams are figures of the dead horse putting their conventional mass energy conservation into objects of formal visualization, the decrax-blind eye that made Benod Bihari feel the pulse of the wave front particles dancing in the skies with the reflected colors of their own selves; the tortoise was a question to the rabbit unanswered because the leaf is the sign-language graphic card of a diagram and the wood-petal, the cuneiform fruit of matter’s own plasticity in the supreme consciousness of the world where red is not red but red in every black vector diagrams of the white; to touch is not to see but to feel what is unfelt, the navel springs the river from the Alblackica mornings into the fields of san-zan infinity where alphabets are churned and rearranged continuously to make sense out of an unseen nonsense, the paradox is the smile of the oceanic feeling, numbers put their feet on numbers and climb the stairway to the heaven;

The zeppelin was an isomer of poly vinyl chloride to touch the Brahman of the Para-Brahman circles in a cash-back policy to win what is already won in the xon of the ron and make sense of that in the plastic surgery of patients paying euros at the cost of their lives; to dream, as Freud has said was good, the dream-riders are not patients of patience-paralipsis but riders of fortune in the limb-cast-wall-mind of the creatrix who turns his chapters into Lewis Carol’s Quantum Verse, The Hunting of the Snark, reading it by the daylight and buying that light and walking under the night shade of the Teutonic times to square the equation whose root is in the algebra of the equidistance from the centre that’s within the bio-centre of the geodesic vertebrae of the cross-dawn synthesis of a polyglossia in the zero-one…two curvatures of the quantum aborigines. Space is not space in the psycho-kinesis of hyperspace but a kind of time that’s within the dream unmanifest of the origin of origins. Circles play interplay with each other meaning what they mean 7 together in the Lila-tat technology trime-nawa-nawa-nawa-trime…As You Like It!

– Joy Roy Choudhury