Triple Transformation of the Sun Perfecting the Maha-Mudra of Green Tara, The Compassionate One: The Supreme Bliss of ‘Bhava-Samadhi’

Tibetan Green Tara

                                                                          Tibetan Green Tara

Hearing the lost word

That vibrates tranquilly with this universe

Hearing the lost word

Whose syllabic frequency is one with her compassionate heart,

Neither yonder, nor near,

At the still point

Where the fire and the sun conjoins

Becomes the all pervading oceans by lightning {Vajrakaya}

WHERE TIME DENOMINATES INTO EVER MINUTE FRACTIONS OF THE INFINITE WHOLE (THE COSMIC PETAL)

AIR ENTERING AND EXITING THROUGH THE VORTICES

PERFECTING THE MAHA-MUDRA OF DIAMOND LIGHT

THE TRIPLE TRANSFORMATION OF THE SUN HAS TAKEN PLACE

AND FROM THE YONI OF THE COSMIC VOID GREEN SHOOTS RESEMBLING LIFE PATTERNS EMERGE

THEY BECOME THE FIRST FLOWERS OF COSMIC HARMONY

ATTRACTING LIFE WITH LIFE

PRANA WITH PRANA

IN THE SUPREME BLISS OF CONSCIOUSNESS

HARI OM TAT SAT!

-J

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Compassion in Life is Death of Mortality: Life Equals Life as Immortality in Heaven (Shared-Earth and Other Supra-Cosmic Markets)

Madonna of the Goldfinch, Raphael, 1506

Madonna of the Goldfinch, Raphael, 1506

Beauty links death with worship

Beauty of living in a body worshipping the soul

Death is a procrastinator of time- it devalues the merit of life

Off death you go, fly like Poe’s Raven and disappear behind the meteorites

But, what that has brought us with?

What is the immediate effect if we try to write it backwards to end with the cause?

Death is no destiny, a misappropriation of time in the eternal grace circle of Shambhala?

But, yet, it’s a significant factor to transfer mass into energy and energy back into mass – a ceaseless quantum teleportation – exchanging information across two entangled points.

Death is therefore empty is an answer to the coming back to life

Renewed mortal bliss with love creates immortality

For the superior luminous beings

Without knowledge there is knowledge when the truth is known

All truth is knowledge that is empty in alblackica

Empty as the palm of your hands

Because you cannot offer anything

BECAUSE NOTHING CAN BE OFFERED EXCEPT PEACE (Q-Credit Bank and Qurewohan Stock Exchange)

And what is peace in the Maha-Mudra of the Avalokiteswara?

Green Tara, Tibet

Green Tara, Tibet

Quelso drahim drahin nyogchi aum

In the game of paradox – the mind is lost forever

Thou art will the perfect imperfection in the quantum dzochen of the Absolute Light

Darkness the perfection to be attained by the worship of the light

In the thousand mirrors travelling by reflection onto the other side

And only then you earn a small decimal fraction of the macro-revolution reflected inside

Cells eating cells making new ones from that constant delight

That law of sustainability to be the equality in dreams in the rhythm of a magic particle

Afraid not of the Promised Land and the shadow

The stars fell

The moon cracked

The sun was a vapour in the helium ions

The wells of darkness creaked

A monk light inside

Dro hri hra Hri hyou chye ye ye

Supercomputing machines and the laser game boxes

Parabrahman-Anti-Parabrahman

(Circle –swip-entanglement-swap)= (R-7-R)

Divine Mother

Divine Mother

Thou art the seer in the light of lights

In the heaven’s door of destiny

The stone is the micro-sensor of teleported spins

Om Adi Adi Chintamani

– Joy Roy Choudhury