The Quantum Journey of Ulysses and Roerich: The Quest for the Happy Isles or Shambhala


Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Monalisa, 2012

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Monalisa, 2012

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Monalisa, 2012

“We are not now that strength which in old days 
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; 
One equal temper of heroic hearts, 
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will 
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield”.

– Ulsses, Alfred, Lord Tennyson



Everything stands before us all:

The star the planets the cosmos and the man

Before we could read the twilight language of the script

There was a time of innocence and faith,

A sun veiled itself behind the tremendous alblackica

Journeying into the mosaic of a supra-cosmic all perceiving eye

That fathomed depths of the ancient pyramidal lights in the voyage across the sea

Ulysses in the happy isles soliloquised with the alpha-neutrinos of the Digitaria

Light in the full moon was the ‘tat savitur varam rupam’

Accelerating in the jahoa-wahoa cave of the creator

In the time of beauty, a moment’s delight was the sacrificial arm

Embracing the sky with the grass and sea

Blowing the conch shell when the cat uttered the first words from Schrodinger’s box

Helium-rei-ravas-neva-neva para-brahman

Zagrib-zagrib light years away- He was not She in the It of Them

It ate the apple and found the god sleeping in the flower of heaven

Dante was criss-crossing the imbha-plane of consciousness towards the eternal fragrance of the undying hours

That was that in the holy spectacle of the cinematic vision

Immobile vast stretching itself to the blind ethereal naught

Homer sleeping in a cradle of laser sunk into that silence of the origins

He saw what he created and cried within in supramental joy

There was a time, indeed, the first flower the sparkle of heaven

Pierced into my soul and the body was taking it forth.

– Joy Roy Choudhury


The Rock Inscriptions are Causal-plates of the Mind in the Eye of the Seer Whose Non-Locality is a Signal on c-loop Navret Consciousness

Microgravity, Samij Datta, 2012

The Rock Inscriptions are Causal-plates of the Mind in the Eye of the Seer Whose Non-Locality is a Signal on c-loop Navret Consciousness


Forces running on the top of a pyramidal cone

Cyclical anti-cyclical gyres of motions disappearing in the book of nirvana

Within space- time magnetocraft, and without it

As a sign of hope the tree is waiting for the rains

The sun has laughed the endless way on the doors of the horizon

Feathers fall as naked sunbeams on musical chairs of micro-gravity

They love the longevity of Hari Sat Tat Existence

Differential light knowledge on arche-meson-telos of the primordial paradise of blind Milton stuff

A cup of tea tastes as oceans of peace amidst the thought entangled silence in Wittgenstein

Homer was a man of cardinal self-belief

What is the matter-truth table of his existence? Zero performs better than 1

Matter is the undivided zero of the whole (holon), from her we came as innumerable ones

Free man is the black Orpheus hymns to the sun on Rosicrucian Dipole immeasurable unit (sink source separation on matter as projected consciousness in hyper-active super-dense aquione on Maha-Ether Circle)

Invisible mass measured distance of higher-bodhi enlightenment of Paul Gauguin’s The Seed of the Areoi

On the reverse cone end the residual bliss of consciousness is the rising purity of the new wave

New matter=anti-matter bond on the zantor-cube cantor-cube

Ruhatit time on the zebra-moun acceleration calls her the mother of the eternals.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Quantum Signal Pull Up Strings Entangled in Sirius

Zen-Art, Samij Datta, 2012

Quantum Signal Pull Up Strings Entangled in Sirius


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