The Nyaobhim Celestial Auric Clock in the Actual Field Time-Determinants of Alblackica (Bliss is Consciousness as Matter)

Alblackica Clock, Samij Datta, 2012

The Nyaobhim Celestial Auric Clock in the Actual Field Time-Determinants of Alblackica (Bliss is Consciousness as Matter/Hare Sat OM-Hare Chit OM-Hare Ananda OM)

Consciousness-Analogue

Gold Ionicixa mesonic helium running round the rim of the clock

Inside and outside, the magnetocraft of massless aoxomorim

32-21-15-11=rapid movement per vecta ionic acceleration of time

Speed of light changes to the will-factor of the dynamic dromos-dero

Zero time a function of trapezohedron on anti-gravity shield via Dorpen and Xoriduq eternals

Allowance factor measured by the protein synthesis per co-cubic time

Eratig-tragith-tail-tram-boson-nucleon

Zanumba line is open on red-shot place

Valeloluva is dianthus-doxen-doazen Jesus

Bliss is consciousness as matter, pray to the Lord

Red-Waziz Izwa shows the fastest track of evolution

The journey from Primal Eohippus to Eternal Equus Ferus Cabalus

Rome is Rome in the NY of Tibet

Love in the eyes is softly ionizing the show

The sky is full of colours, indigo in the Navajo base mandalas

Man is moving on the path to liberation

Not of himself but of the whole human race

The footprints are there as trace-map grip zones on the book from the future

Revelation comes when we know what we mean in the eternal macrospace

Microorganisms are planting new life

And in the quantum vibration of the integral oneness

‘Man is a transitional being’.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

Ref: ‘Man is a transitional being’- Sri Aurobindo

 

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In the Ancient Brick Time of Alblackica, the Wheel is the Feather of the Storm Whose Indices are One and Zero and Variable Based on the Factor Polymerization of its Atoms

MAZUVONT MOTHER-ETERNAL, Samij Datta, 2011

In the Ancient Brick Time of Alblackica, the Wheel is the Feather of the Storm Whose Indices are One and Zero and Variable based on the Factor Polymerization of its Atoms

Consciousness-Analogue

In every street there is a house without a window that opens towards the seaside; the breeze doesn’t blow in Al-Parabi-vacuum, the sun is the virtual Dog Star of the moon writing its own alblackica texts on the runic beds of no-time; journeys ‘within moments’ from sunrise patterns of the dockyard to the self-shaped ships of an ancient Columbus across the boveran élan of the cape boulevard into the diminishing light of the twilight bay sinking into the blackbow of many sub-tropics of land and air is the real observatory eyehole through which relative densities of quasi-fluids are measured. Mazuvont, here, looking from the tower of the iced-glassed container that held the empty buckets of the time-wheel of transformation and change, saw them run naked on the beach, stars shining like alph-flowers of a mega-moun clock strumming the binary hairs of the oceans’ string a la singing the Terrasuxa Quataz eternal songs; some dressed in drainpipes like the Dylan poet rambling and turning and changing and laughing as the procession met the dawn of the hour returning to the sea.

That was a clear whistle before the rains came in with the mighty roar of the great flood; Mazuvont, here, in the tower looking at the waves saw the terrible beauty caught in the beast of the naked ocean’s arms churning the great waters into the sorcery of dance – reason lost the profane madness of its own clear identity and became the good man of a ghost who was not seen anytime but laughed and sang as if all are empty signs in the streets of Shigatse, as if nothing existed before or after, and, only this seclusion is just a game of sponsoring the zero factor of the flying birds that clutched together the hot metal flame of the shining Helium plates that was even not before but only today, and with the cross-prime stylus of the Yuwazia, the dromos-dero was finally walking in space…

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Bob Dylan Album Cover: Slow Train Coming (1979)