Spectral Lines Convergence from the Sacred Stars On The Holy Communion of Divine Mother’s Birthday: 21st Feb, 2013 (Vega-altrom-cosnixz-Vega)

Spectral Lines Convergence from the Sacred Stars On The Holy Communion of Divine Mother’s Birthday: 21st Feb, 2013 (Vega-altrom-cosnixz-Vega)                            

Divine Mother and the Petal Wheel of the Four Maha-Forces in Action

Divine Mother and the Petal Wheel of the Four Maha-Forces in Action

Rare is the cup fit for love’s nectar wine, 

As rare the vessel that can hold God’s birth;

A soul made ready through a thousand years 

Is the living mould of a supreme Descent.

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A moment passed that was eternity’s ray,

An hour began, the matrix of new Time.

(Book V Canto II -The Book of Love, Savitri/Sri Aurobindo)

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE

Mirra Alfassa/Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Mirra Alfassa/Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Spring’s oeuvre in the honeycomb reconstituted lines from Savitri

A tender breeze softly huddles back to the flowering grove

In the Eden of the new book the yogic sonata grazes the distant constellations

Seasons fill your hearts with the utmost joy of a blissful state (Eragman to Extrohan)

Rains bring reverence on the dry rocks and deserts

Evening recalls prayers that are scripted on the sky like clouds that weep

The seed has the tree as the child the father of the Noachian time

In vernacular streams of silent words the prophet sees the great churning of time

Cross involuted in the withering fabric of space will fetch higher dimensional cause of descent

The quantum ring will engulf the ignorance bridging parts with the whole

Cities will open up new walmarts of consciousness bringing knowledge to mind the gap

The road Shambhala is the road to the second coming – wrahi-wraha-wraha

In the yonixo spectral stars (Class A), deep in the chamber of supramental alblackica

I am floating like a leaf on an ocean that itself is me

All that is and all that is not is still Mirra in erabonito quagman asa    Apollo Monalisa 2013

Words are meant for liberation and  not entrapment

Freedom is your choice in the will’s struggle to manifest the eternal surrender

You are the voice of the creation in the purified emblem of time’s romantic song

The trees know the truth the birds have canonized the heaven’s swift rivers of daisy

Through the light you can see the rise and fall of gravity’s reign of terror

Cycles end but the pyramid of the darkness is a feather in free space

That dark abode of the mother is the secret of the sun (Exoplanet Ressurection)

It is that that can be known in the unknown quarter of creation’s laborious day

The creation is traversing willazo-night years every 800pra-pi-nano seconds!

(WHAT WE WANT TO BECOME …AT THE END OF THE LICOXO-PAST- THE JOURNEY TOWARDS THE FUTURE)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

1. Mirra Alfassa, Monalisa, 2013

2. Apollo, Monalisa, 2013

3. Divine Mother, Monalisa, 2013

Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Signal Non-locality and the Grammar of Evolution: Homer’s Poetry as Subatomic Verse Translating actions to Higher-Dimensions of Karma within the Free-Will Quantum Box

Homer, Monalisa, 2013

Homer, Monalisa, 2013

 

Homer, Monalisa, 2013

Signal Non-locality and the Grammar of Evolution: Homer’s Poetry as Subatomic Verse Translating  actions to Higher-Dimensions of Karma within the Free-Will Quantum Box

 

Consciousness-Analogue

Muses of Instruction inspires poetry in the free realm of man

The choice to overflow the perennial fountain with the cosmic force

Gravity shields the connection you have with that extraterrestrial space

The mind can wish what it may the brain chooses collapse to translate action

From the pool of consciousness, consciousness is the only choice of matter

Matter is zeta-matter in the univocal grammar of higher dimensions of matter – supermind alblackica

You are here to ride the horse and cultivate your intellect with scientific intuition

Apollo is in that smallest particle as photons at the Troton-Troton energising radius (1 cm +ve/-ve)

 

Knowledge is insufficient without proper faith in the downward causation Apollo's Temple at Delphi, Greece.Wikipedia

In the man, there always persists the song of duality

It gets resolved with you run the epics in the brain and you evolve from there

The gods have transcended their actions – it’s now your turn

c-creation-c is evolving to m-creation-m

Light, more light towards that knowledge with love and an unbounded faith in your abilities

You can make a difference if you believe in yourself completely before others believe in you

And then you know that there is no belief – you only exist and that itself, is real

The spring tempts the humming birds

The foliage basks in pretty radiance

The maids are coming back from the hills; the sun is dying

Within that frame, how many frames are hidden inside?

The Sirius close to that mountain valley has its eye on the rock in the shade.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

The Questions as Asked by the Brahman Observer to the Relative Quantum-A-Quantum Observables while Detecting Multipartite Entanglement in Many Body Systems in the Speechless Preamble of the Alblackica Mind

Quantum Entanglement, Pi-Day Art, Samij Datta, 2012 (Digital Media)

The Questions as Asked by the Brahman Observer to the Relative Quantum-A-Quantum Observables  while Detecting Multipartite Entanglement in Many Body Systems in the Speechless Preamble of the Alblackica Mind

Consciousness-Analogue

Yes, Pythagoras planned it. Why did people stare at blank faces on the wall, their empty harmony shedding snake-skins for the final metamorphosis at the hour of the naked light when gods in their embryo were dreaming of skies in the pentagonal mirror of mirrors, thin-laced and multifoliate, with electromagnetic Casimir energy of the passing clouds’ Bose-Einstein condensate? Are you still dreaming on the fantasy world of Warhol’s pragmatic energy, spinless and absolute, on the binary, tetra-binary defragmentation of particles in the helio-static motionless pyramidal space having Yukawa potential with arbitary angular momenta? Those are the questions you didn’t answer nor did Demosthenes in the ancient Greece; entangled forever within the mother-centric proverbial Keaton, the host is the ancient functional trapezoid of the morning moons, levitating and gyrating in the cosmic parable of Yeats.

To them, the light was the undifferentiated union of Alblackica rivers: Mississippi and Ganges, Yamuna and Volga, and Cauvery and Vistula and Congo flowing as they accelerate within the time-defined containers of Mazuvont and Baquytra, they belong to the tribes and the herdsmen whose lost forgotten fruits were once the source of the Sun-in-Savitri in the Valeloluva hymn of the Alps and the Himalayas. The Meru in Meru is the meditating mind of the empty self of 0, 1 and time- speechless coordinates pull silence to its bark as the tree gives shelter and life after aeonic years of mind- split in Mesozoic pro-Keratin tablets of word- rhythms that try to find their source in the ocean-accelerator of multipartite entanglement in many body systems finding their own freedom in the san-zan-van-worship of infinite- liberty.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Opening line “Pythagoras planned it. Why did the people stare?” – excerpt from W. B. Yeats’ poem The Statues