ETERNAL-URUSVATI-TERMINAL-HAIMAVATI- REMEMBER A DAY-HOME IS WHERE YOU ARE LIVING RIGHT NOW: AWAKENING TO THE ‘CHILD-IN-US’

Tribute to Richard Wright -‘Remember a Day’ Live by David Gilmour (Original from Pink Floyd’s Album A Saucerful of Secrets, 1968,song written by Richard Wright)

“This earth is the honey (madhu, the effect) of all beings, and all beings are the honey (madhu, the effect) of this earth.” -Rishi Yajnavalkya, Brihadaranyaka Upanishad

‘If only I

Child with Flowers by French Painter Bouguereau

Child with Flowers by French Painter Bouguereau

could feel
The sound
of the sparrows
and feel child hood
pulling me
back again

If only I could feel
me pulling back
again
and feel embraced
by reality
again

I would die
Gladly die’.

– Jim Morrison, American Night

 

You must be wondering what’s wrong with you

It’s not unusual that it has been a long way far from home

But in between all that indifference the world has shown you

The child in you never abandoned your side, still waking up in frosty mornings

Bathing in the lullaby of the winds

Jim Morrison photograph

Jim Morrison photograph

The tree showers you with the bliss of morning flowers

Gladiolas the orchids and amaranthine roses

The rarest of them all the golden pin-ball

From where you came spinning like a boson

Sri Anirvan Ji Rare Photograph

Sri Anirvan Ji Rare Photograph

You didn’t need to obey the exclusion principle

Gurdjieff and Ouspensky rare photograph

Gurdjieff and Ouspensky rare photograph

Free unbound from space-time architecture

Destroy the cagey vision of mankind

That has made millions homeless in one beautiful home

They are all seeking for love to connect with their primal self – the child

Sitting like a mannequin in NY or Zurich, in Krakow or East Berlin

Or in a playful island in Madagascar or in Santa Fe walking on the beach

Scratching on the wood the totem of a preeminent fear

And on rock faces they auto-morph the ancient hieroglyphs of the sacred destiny

Struggle ends desire in annihilation

Acceptance is the warm awakening of your soul

You cannot forget that your blood is the source of the sun

The source of all that is there or not because love must exist

For you to co-exist in the inaction of that actionable time hypothetically dubbed as the no-boundary enigma-horizon

The bird must flap its wings

From Carl Jung's Red Book

From Carl Jung’s Red Book

So the angels can sing

And dew moisten the daisies

A lonely hour in the honeyed woods

For a prayer of its own to the guardians of light

Delight in the fanciful zest of a child looking at the cluster of stars

He must paint them one by one

Give name to each in his own way

That way is unusual unknown and never designated

The way of love has no-beginning no-end

Nor will it be defined by any system of belief

When you give yourself away

Almost exist unknowingly as a singularity of thought

Just a white flame of light

Then love is the root cause that gave substance the form

It felt the beating of heart many big bangs ago

Gave answers for you to return back

Home is where you are living right now! 9-ETERNAL-URUSVATI-TERMINAL-HAIMAVATI-00.00

-J

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Watching the Space-Non-Space Integrals Unfold: Time to Re-Create the ‘Tapovan Katha’ as the Universe Speaking to a Child /Natural Beauty and Harmonious Super-Intelligence

Himalayan Flowers and the Natural Biodiversity that We must Protect

Himalayan Flowers and the Natural Biodiversity that We must Protect

“Just as the power of vision and the power of smell are indescribably transformed, in the same way, the greater sense of touch is also transformed and an ethereal beautiful world unfolds in the consciousness. Then, the picture of the evening of life is experienced like a colorful evening. Then, this knowledge is realized that, just as the play of day and the night goes on in the same way, the wonderful flow of endless life and death moves in a waveless stream. Then, everything appears wonderful. When the supreme beauty is established in the centre of perception, nothing offensive to the eye will exist. Then, my child, the secret form of life and death can be grasped. The eternal, the transient, the truth, and the illusory, and the rest of the differences will merge in the one infinite flow’.

– ‘Tapvan Katha’, Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

{Suryer prantare nadir matri-garve paharer itikatha: Across the Noosphere, the tale of the Mountain in the blissful cave of a river)

‘paharer akhyay chitta rooper dali                                      

Neils Bohr and Max Planck in Front of Maxwell's Equations

Neils Bohr and Max Planck in Front of Maxwell’s Equations

mrityu ke jay karechey aji

premer sagar strote ekti bindu tomare janay pranam

hriday ange baje maha-dham hate maha-nam’

on the infantile cradle of mountainous bliss 

silence like a sweet child bestowing the beautiful harping of flowers 

in their myriad nakedness their songs are full of poetry 

that offers many secrets of the pervading universe 

rocks from the star’s chalice is the monolithic stream of a wonderful journey

it never ends…it never ends…                                                 

Flowers that Invoke the Creative Life-Force

Flowers that Invoke the Creative Life-Force/Hungary

gushing forward to the neanderthal cave 

the fire carried through the sublime protean masks across icy playgrounds to the desert

it must confront the perennial peril and overcome 

its joy is in the holy divinity of a flower or a conch shell 

or in the tribal hornpipes or in camera of his eye that brings IT to Reality 

ALL CAN BE SEEN OR NOTHING CAN BE SEEN 

ALL ARE OBSERVED /CONSCIOUSNESS A FUNCTIONAL STATE OF THE UNIVERSAL MIND 

MIND-MATTER ENTANGLEMENT IN THE PRESENCE OF THE THOUGHT-FORCE BOTH IN VITRO AND IN VIVO IS THE OPERATIONAL MATRIX OF THE BRAHMAN (THE VOID) WORKING THROUGH THE QUANTIZED ENERGY OF THE THOUGHT-CARRYING PARTICLE (TCP) WHICH IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE COSMIC MICRO-WAVE BACKGROUND RADIATION TEMPERATURE AND THE UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUSNESS                                                    

 

Divine Mother Symbol“Brahman is life. Brahman is joy.     

Jim Morrison as a child

Jim Morrison as a child

Brahman is the Void………..

Joy, verily, that is the same as the Void.

The Void, verily, that is the same as Joy”./ Chandogya Upanishad, IV.10.4

So, Health is Wealth and Immortally the Atman {Constructive Becoming}

TIME IS THE RELIGION OF FUTURISTIC PRESENT [CAMERA] CONSTANTLY WATCHING THE  PRESENTPAST  AND PASTEST FUTURE   HOMOGENEOUSLY [1<1], WHILE MOVING IN A CAR CALLED [SPACE : NON-SPACE}….. RUNNING THROUGH THE ROAD…

The Road to Shambhala….

-J

Celebrating the 118th Birth Anniversary of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose, 23rd Jan 2015: ॐ gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā

Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose

Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose

Verifiable truth is truth pre-destiny

What is predestiny? program order orientation of innumerable configuration states

In the izoholfin primeval state buddha is a primate /high-order actualization non-locality

The non-zero is zero – vacuum fluctuations in the begging bowl

Stand on your own for the destiny of your soul /free-will pen drive accelerating predestiny quartets

Earth -to-earth for better welfare of humanity /welfare economics

Netaji in Europe

Netaji in Europe

Bring light, happiness will follow…

Sail through to the divine kingdom in the creation

The technology of higher consciousness will warp space-time

Love will kindle a thousand suns…

And the tree gave shelter to thee

Nishabder prantare kalantare suryera pan kare madhu  

Maha-Bodhi-Tree at Bodh Gaya Bihar India

Maha-Bodhi-Tree at Bodh Gaya Bihar India

Kato adbut shei rajani

Gagane gagane dharitri shajiyachey phool  {Vincent van Gogh’s Starry Night!}          

Ei phool e mala hriday kabyer adi anadi ananta      

Dheu ashechey tai pathorer matrikanay nei kono naam (nameless species creating the hymn- Sri Aurobindo’s axiomatic supermind walking…)

Baje tanpuray sato shahasray chandrer gan

Kato alokbarsho dure hatchani dei asthir chakhur krandan  

Buddhist Monk Placing Ritual Items to Complete the Kalchakra Mandala

Buddhist Monk Placing Ritual Items to Complete the Kalchakra Mandala

Hashite miliye jay dhular bandhon

Ange dole abha

Jaga jana manolobha

Shunyer sesh nai tai shunyo thekei shuru

Let the zero unmanifest open up the supramental world…

-J

 

 

 

 

From the American Highway to the Sacred Sun Temple at Konark: Dance and Quantum Kriya of Teleportation /Zinal est et turiya

Allen Ginsberg at the Konark Sun Temple circa Nov 1962

Allen Ginsberg at the Konark Sun Temple circa Nov 1962

‘The world is ready for a mystic revolution, and the discovery of the god in each of us’.

– George Harrison   

Jerry Garcia Poster

Jerry Garcia Poster

‘For me the lame part of the sixties was the political part, the social part. The real part was the spiritual part’.

– Jerry Garcia

‘There are things known and unknown and in between are the doors’.

– Jim Morrison      

Jim The Lord of the Eden Reprise

Jim The Lord of the Eden Reprise

 

The radiant phalanxes of the sun are the branches of an old tree in the tapaban

The wheel of fire is the wheel of fire in the non-time essence of Savitri’s beauty

She kindles from the point

The point circumambulates

Creating an event horizon

Word images are clothed or shielded

Inside them a pervading silence twists and bends space-time

We only convey outer feelings and brand it as experience

The world of material existence has no experience unless consciousness collapsed them

Then, what deep down is consciousness?

It’s not thoughts and emotions

It’s not a force or an interaction (it’s not gravity’s child or a quantum gravity occurrence)

It’s not singular awareness or multiple simultaneous awareness

It’s not being or non-being neither both

It’s an occult hyper-connective zinal es et turiya (a kind of signal that connects everything)

The tree lives in the stars and the stars are in the fruits consumed by me as the juice of that all-blissful ability

{TIME IS THE DIMINISHING SONG OF THE MAGIC LANTERN (SUPRAMENTAL EAR)}

{REST IS THE REST AMINO MOTIONLESS TRACK ON TRACKLESS LIGHT!}

{BY THE LAWLESS DIVISION THE ANT ATE THE LEOPARD /MIRRA ALFASSA -SPEECH-BACK-POLICY}

{THE WEIGHT OF THE ELEPHANT IS LESS THAN THE WEIGHT OF THE FROG (NEGATIVE-HEART-OPENING)}

{EVERY MORNING IS THE NIGHT OF A RAINY SUMMER MAKING WINTER BENEATH THE TOE (LOW-MUD-ESSENTIAL-FORMLESS-SEASON IN HELL)}

Everything is born from it

Jerry Garcia

Jerry Garcia

Everything dies into it

It projects from it dimensions or states of existence

The soul at sun birth in the eye of the supreme seer called para-brahman

Saw involuted in it, the manas-putras and devas who wrote Vedas and Upanishads

It saw kal-bairagya and the essence of maha-kal tattva

It then added nothing and subtracted ALL

AND IT WENT BACK TO CONSCIOUSNESS AGAIN

THIS IS THE SUPREME REALIZATION AT EVERY LEVEL OF EXISTENCE IN THE CREATION

THE PARA-KSHETRA IS THE FIELD OF CONSCIOUSNESS

DON’T BE BOTHERED BY FORCE-FIELD OR MATTER-PARTICLES

JUST PLAY WITHIN WITH CONSCIOUSNESS

‘IT’S THE SAME STORY THE CROW TOLD ME,

IT’S THE ONLY ONE HE KNOWS.

LIKE THE MORNING SUN YOU COME

AND LIKE THE WIND YOU GO…’

 

 

– J

 

8TH DECEMBER 2014, ON THE EVE OF JIM MORRISON’S BIRTHDAY: WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THE EARTH- REFLECTION SPACE-GAZE AND DISTANCE INSEPARABILITY

 “I SEE EVERYTHING AS CLEARLY AS POSSIBLE, YET I DO NOT SEE. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

YOU ARE TO WORK OUT THE SUM AND TO KNOW THE RESULT BEFOREHAND IS TO INTERFERE WITH THE SMOOTH WORKING. 

YOU WILL BE A SPIRITUAL FOOL AND A MATERIAL IDIOT IF YOU ENTERTAIN ANY HOPE FOR MAGIC. 

THE PRE-REQUISITE CONDITION OF UNDERSTANDING THE MASTER-MAGICIAN IS ABSOLUTE SURRENDER. 

SOME RAINBOW BEINGS CAME TO SEE ME HERE. THEY CAN MAKE AND UNMAKE THE WORLD- YET THEY PAID THEIR USUAL BUS AND TRAIN FARES. – DO YOU FOLLOW?”

– YOGISHWAR SRI KALIPADA GUHAROY (EXCERPT FROM LETTER WRITTEN TO BAREN BABU FROM ROOM NO. 151/CONSTITUTION HOUSE/CURZON ROAD/NEW DELHI 21ST DEC 1948)

8TH DECEMBER 2014, ON THE EVE OF JIM MORRISON’S BIRTHDAY: WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THE EARTH- REFLECTION SPACE-GAZE AND DISTANCE INSEPARABILITY

“WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THE EARTH?”

JIM MORRISON: WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THE EARTH

JIM MORRISON: WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THE EARTH

-JIM MORRISON

Akasher ekti artonad

Nirjib sa-chetonar ak aprakitik bhangi

Sabdera gariye chale

Kriyar madhyam hoye

Anadi nishangotar brihat ekti prashtor

Bahan korechey

Shei louha barna tejoshkriya bindur ek duti

Prashner bhaktera

Uttorer mimanshar rup ke kare madhur

Every question posits duality

And the answer is the non-local singularity on  A RELATIVE-NON-RELATIVE FRAMEWORK OF BONDS

ALL ARE BOUND BY A COMMON POINT OF IRREDUCIBLE DISTANCE BETWEEN THEM

I am the distance between every impeccable point

They exist as well non-exist

Durwatyer meru samay ke kare gatishil

Swapner gadhuli te giye dekho suryera sab bashoman pradip

Matrikore baichey praner spandan

Galaxy

Galaxy

Hriday yantre gaichey gaan

Saralatar ishta deho

Nadite karichey snan

A still point that moves not and simulates

Interweaving a multi-dimensional pattern

It splits into relative subjects and objects

Interacting with each other

Consuming matter into energy and energy into matter

Conjugating all-in-all

And there is no dual distance between them.

 

SO, THEREFORE, ARE YOU TRYING TO CALL HIM?

Jim Morrison over the Telephone

Jim Morrison over the Telephone

WHO IS HIM?

AND WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO CALL?

WHO ON THE OTHER SIDE?

WHAT MEDIUM THROUGH YOU RECIPROCATE THE DISTANCE INSEPARABILITY?

DO YOU EXIST- THE CALLER?

IS THE DISTANCE B/W YOU AND HIM REAL?

DO YOU EAT SLEEP AND DRINK?

COUNT THE DAYS WATCH THE WATERFALL…

“DANCE ON FIRE AS IT INTENDS

MUSIC IS YOUR ONLY FRIEND

UNTIL THE END

UNTIL THE END

UNTIL THE END”

IF THE MIRROR IS THE FRAME IN WHICH YOU SEE THE FINITE REFLECTION

THEN THERE ALSO EXISTS A COSMIC WEB OF MIRRORS IN WHICH THERE ARE INFINITE REFLECTIONS OF YOUR SELF ALL INTERWEAVED INTO THE PLASTICITY OF SOUND

THAT BODY IS THE OPERATIONAL MATRIX OF A-U-M ATTAINING SMADHI UPON MANIFESTATION

THEREFORE, MUSIC IS THE SILENT-UNMANIFEST OF THE SUPRA-UNMANIFEST AS VIBRATIONS AND THAT IS THE MEANING OF ALL LIFE AND EXISTENCE.

 

– J

“DANCE ON FIRE AS IT INTENDS

MUSIC IS YOUR ONLY FRIEND

UNTIL THE END

UNTIL THE END

UNTIL THE END” – JIM MORRISON – WHEN THE MUSIC’S OVER…

 

Jim Morrison-The Eternal Shaman of Enduring Patience: From the Vortex of Time, Gazing at Inconscience and Churning Matter into Superconscient Forms

The Eternal Shaman of Enduring Patience: From the Vortex of Time, Gazing at Inconscience and Churning Matter into Superconscient Forms      

“Between childhood, boyhood, adoloscence

& manhood (maturity) there

should be sharp lines drawn w/

Tests, deaths, feats, rites

stories, songs, & judgements

– Jim Morrison/Wilderness Vol. 1                      

Jim Morrison The Eternal Shaman of Enduring Patience

Jim Morrison The Eternal Shaman of Enduring Patience

 

Absorb all that there is

From voices in the whirlwind

To painful death on the sea

Washed away by the incredible cycles of destiny

She knows where to go which way the light shines

You cannot hold captive the wild horses of eternity

They must be released

By the power of your song

The gong

Mountains crumble to dust

The sky wrecks

Where’s the shelter you seek?

Raindrops in a flower cup

Poetry in the veins

Madness in a jar of jam

What did you gain?                                                                                    

Native American

Native American

At breakfast time,

When the sun crawls on your forehead

Wanting to speak…

Are you afraid, then, my son?

Are you afraid?

At the wee hours of the afternoon

When you hung up the phone, prepare the tea?

Are you afraid, then, my son?

What time is tomorrow, what time is today?

Is this a motion or stillness

That keeps the reptile at bay?

What binds us to this delirium?

Again I say,

She knows where to go which way the light shines           

North East India Tribe at the Hornbill Festival 1st week of December

North East India Warrior Tribe at the Hornbill Festival 1st week of December

You cannot hold captive the wild horses of eternity

They must be released

By the power of your song

The gong

Strange connections

Weaving a pattern

You cannot know but feel

The rhythm of your heart

Time’s immobility is the sacrificial limb of a great yajna

Let the hour rule the minute and the minute the second

Every passing is the coming

And the coming the waiting…

There it stops…

I cannot repeat anymore…

Love is the soul-substance of making your dream come true…

– J

 

Every year in the 1st week of Dec, the Hornbill Festival starts at the Kisama village near Kohima, Nagaland. The naga warrior tribes come together to commemorate their great cultural heritage- it’s time to come together and celebrate the occasion in unity with nature. To find more information about Hornbill Festival (Dec 1-Dec 10) visit

http://www.hornbillfestival.com/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mystery of the Dark Energy and Eternal Dot Space Conjugation in the Void: Absolute Awakening through the Process of a Post-Quantum Dialogue with Itself

Kali & Bhairava Union 18th Century Nepal Painting

Kali & Bhairava Union 18th Century Nepal Painting

Mystery of the Dark Energy & Eternal Dot Space Conjugation in the Void: Absolute Awakening through the Process of a Post-Quantum Dialogue with Itself

The universe around us is not what it appears to be. The stars make up less than 1 percent of its mass; all the loose gas and other forms of ordinary matter, less than 5 percent. The motions of this visible material reveal that it is mere flotsam on an unseen sea of unknown material. We know little about that sea. The terms we use to describe its components, “dark matter” and “dark energy,” serve mainly as expressions of our ignorance.

–  (From March 2003 article on Scientific American by Prof David Cline of Physics & Astrophysics, UCLA)                                            

Guan Yin on Scroll/Bodhisattwa of Compassion/Mercy

Guan Yin on Scroll/Bodhisattwa of Compassion/Mercy

In Union there is no time interval

Eternal Dot Space Conjugation taking place

At that moment space equals time and vice versa

In the chalice the chalice is the dot space in the Void

It’s so full that out of the spectrum the white light emerges

Surrounded by unknown dark energy that mysteriously has created it

Hiranyagarbha is the chalice where dualities merge to become the non-dual point of active conversion

Like water I have washed your feet                          

Jim Morrison: When the Musics Over Turn off the Lights...

Jim Morrison: When the Musics Over Turn off the Lights…

Garlanded your heart with songs

Raised you with starlight and the moon

But you will not find me anywhere

Because you are within me as undifferentiated form

And form is emptiness and emptiness is form.

 

Empty pot

The sun is hot

W.B. Yeats

W.B. Yeats

Tending buds

For the arrival of spring

After it comes, it disappears

Withdrawing to a point

Leaving notes that are only read

When you wait

Until the sun resembled the moon

Thoughts of an old boy

Seeing and wondering…

And writing on the winds

Like Lao Tzu…

Rivers twine endlessly

Thousand pyramids are born from it and die

Time is a river song because it flows

And when the river is frozen you can walk backward and forward in time

Moments of eternity are locked inside

Inside the sunny side of a hill and outside the calm shadowy steps

Dusk air light which brings birds back home

And lifts the feet above the dewy grass

Sri Sri Kali Da: The Divine Embodiment of the Trikal-Trinity

Sri Sri Kali Da: The Divine Embodiment of the Trikal-Trinity

Motionless they interact

The star and the pebble

On the endless river’s running course

You cannot liberate unless you let go

Artefact of your life

Nirvana on a tip of flame is the illusion of emissaries burning in the Void

None can attain it

Hitherto not try

Just self-actualize the potential of joie de vivre

Like the leaf on a stream

Dancing in the dance or in the stillness of the cold

Knowing no way is the way to the Great Beyond.

 

“When shall the stars be blown about the sky,

Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?

Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows,

Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?” (W.B Yeats, The Secret Rose, The Wind Among the Reeds, 1899

The Jewel in the Lotus Sutra 1

When the Diamond Light radiates itself into the pure abode of the celestial lotus then every dot of crystal hue becomes the Buddha-mind in dialogue with itself throughout eternity creating patterns of innumerable dimensions that holds the key to the origin of origins within the enfolded space of the Lotus.  And you have said, there will be light – a sweet interval where time stops at eternity and the whole world is enlightened – the world looks at itself in the mirror and sees endless repetitions of itself looking through the mirror and gets caught up in the gaze which is called observation of the infinite point through the vessel of the mirror. Then suddenly, it starts not looking at itself through the mirror and becomes the mirror that reflects the pattern of infinite dots each becoming the bodhisattwa and creating the time transcendence through the receptive organs of the flower – 1qua 2qua hun treka mapalo – matter and spirit inter-fused together as one perennial entity that keep changing – the stars flicker…the children sings…the Buddha smiles eternally.

– J 

 

Dharmadhatu that Springs from the Eternal Will-Force Shapes the Destiny of the Cosmic Creation that Has No-Beginning No-End: Plucking Strings and the Journey Ahead…

Vagisvara Mandala/Dharmadhatu

Vagisvara Mandala/Dharmadhatu

Where there is no beginning, there ought to be no end

A ceaseless time-foam interspersed in space as discreet packets of quantum information energy

It’s a similar sight -the mountains, the rivers, the woods

And notes of the daedal string…

That you pluck to cause a vibration

A ripple in still water…

Astonished, you hire a car and stop at a gas station

Pretending to read a newspaper

Light a match

Browse books

And bid goodbye

The road ahead

Only the desert confronts you

The wind chills your bone…

You are not alone

So you drive

With no fear

Far and near

Hear the restless call of the wren and the raptor

Jim Morrison Photo from the Film American Pastoral

Jim Morrison Photo from the Film American Pastoral

Freeze the blue skies

And blend with the old tribe of the canyon

And the stars appeared one by one

Like the frozen point of a needle

Milking the highway with love light

Flat tyres by the highway burn in fire

Stealing sun’s cosmic serpent

Feathered like the giant bird that flew over the mountains

Some said it was a phantasmal destiny

The headlights of a train caught in the fog           Indian Chief Whirling Horse Old Photograph

Or an airplane in the vortex

And the stones with legs twisted like twigs

Caressed the dying grass

Sniffed the air

In a broken rhythm

A hollow sound an echo

That came and whispered in the wind

It brought it home

Left only shadows that darkened the valley

A dead coyote

Lying on the highway

Under a barren moon

Brandished by poets who stained their fingers with coffee

Stamping their feet

Snubbing the ole fellow

A pointless venture into the size of the cosmos

A ridiculous journey back and forth in time

Never will it end or seize

Time like the trees

Grows and flows

Like a river’s canto into an ocean

And becomes the triple-time of no-time at all

That moment I seized as an eternal point

Concurrent to the Book of Nirvana

From which paradise must come forth

Yves Saint Laurent Photograph from Documentary L' amour fou

Yves Saint Laurent Photograph from Documentary L’ amour fou

Expressed as heliocentric tea-rose by Yves Saint Laurent

Or as splitting atoms in radioactive decay

Meaning the original replicated from that destined Dharmadhatu

Symbols fascinated by mirrors reflecting space-time gyres

Addressing the silent ripple

That disappears around a point I called the eternal plexus

On an empty page

They are mysterious beings that form and move

Around the thoughtless current in the void

And words flow like a lion stream

And chant: uradopha-iri-ramuri

Yaya-yin-yaya-yin

Yaya-yan-yaya-yan

The Bon No-Beginning No-End

The Bon No-Beginning No-End

Truva-un-mila-ramuri…

It was the hour before the journey was made

Plucking strings that opened the gate

Until no end… . …..

Until no end…

-J

The Retrocausality and the Return Car Festival: The Strange Charm Ways of the Quark-Anti-Quark Digesis of the ‘Uhurupa’ (Tat Twam Asi – gratyu self 1/2 integer spin)

Srila Prabupada and Allen Ginsberg

Srila Prabupada and Allen Ginsberg

 

The Retrocausality and the Return Car Festival: The Strange Charm Ways of the Quark-Anti-Quark  Digesis of  the ‘Uhurupa’ (Tat Twam Asi – gratyu self  1/2 integer spin)

Thoughts weaving thoughts making senses           

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Subhadra Folk Art Orissa

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Subhadra Folk Art Orissa

Poetry interweaving fabric of space time bending

Events occur, concur in a landscape of uhurupa

This cosmic multiverse is uhurupa

It’s the bhiksha-patra of the being

All existence confined to uhurupa

It projects out of it, void and substance

After a long hard day, the uhurupa earned the sky and the rains

Then the sea and the rocks

Then land and shores, gravel and sand

Then a nestling branch, timber and flutes

All that he earned by begging and begging…

The sun closed its eyes,

Evening paroled the swiftness of its rhythm

Is it now time to go back home?

Is there anyone at home?

Form gave formlessness

Substance emptiness

Uhurupa was the absolute answer

It’s the bhiksha patra of all beings

It carried on its shoulder the meaning of all things

It’s the literal landscape of the evolutionary enlightenment

From Buddha to Aurobindo – all a point on this begging bowl

You beg with yourself and earn some points                                                                           

Buddha Bowl 1883 Lithograph Calcutta Museum Source The Times of India

Buddha Bowl 1883 Lithograph Calcutta Museum Source The Times of India

Inhabit a dot space in this grand exo-architecture

But only with and within yourself – that’s the key to this trade de equality

Someday you earn a bowl of rice

Other days your skin is burnt like the sun

And you jump into the river like a log of wood

Become boat on a river

Feeling free

Verse like

A positron backwards in time

Touching mountains of past and deserts of eternity

And the wilderness that you confront is there…

I am speaking to you from the xon-co-rupa

Everything you see is me

It’s the uhurupa …dancing in uhurupa to become the uhurupa

Here…there, everywhere

Just beg within yourself the true light of destiny                                

Jim Morrison in Mexico circa 1969

Jim Morrison in Mexico circa 1969

May the bowl give you the substance you need

And love to feel the Absolute

May the power reside in your words and transform and heal

The rainbow sneaks through the clouds

‘’ It’s the time that has come again’’

                     

 – J

 

 

 

 

Sri Jagannatha Ratha Yatra 2014: A Vision Where All Worlds Meet And The Journey Begins Embracing Words Of The Everlasting Sankirtan Lila As Barefooted Lovers of the Divine Ecstasy (Music of the Soul) Draw The Chariot To The Heart of Their Selves

Lord Jagannatha idol on the Right & Srila Prabhupada Chanting at the Golden Gate Park San Francisco circa 1967

Lord Jagannatha idol on the Right & Srila Prabhupada Chanting at the Golden Gate Park San Francisco circa 1967

Sri Jagannatha Ratha Yatra 2014: A Vision Where All Worlds Meet And The Journey Begins Embracing Words Of The Everlasting Sankirtan Lila As Barefooted Lovers of the Divine Ecstasy (Music of the Soul) Draw The Chariot To The Heart of Their Selves                                                                                                                           

The San Francisco Scene Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Janis Joplin, Allen Ginsberg and Krishna Consciousness circla Jan 1967

The San Francisco Scene Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Janis Joplin, Allen Ginsberg and Krishna Consciousness circa Jan 1967

     

The day the Self-born unity will come into being by the harmony and integration of knowledge, devotion and work, as impelled by the Will of the Virat Purusha, the Universal Person, on that day the chariot of Jagannath will come out on the avenues of the world, radiating its light in all directions. Satya Yuga, the Age of Truth will descend upon earth; the world of mortal man will become the field for the play of the Divine, the temple-city of God, the metropolis of Ananda. – The Chariot of Jagannath by Sri Aurobindo

Barefooted…

We stood at the confluence of the holy river and the sea      

Srila Prabhupada at the Golden Gate Park Feb 1967

Srila Prabhupada at the Golden Gate Park Feb 1967

(dariyeachi ek apurbo ananda vairagyer mohonay)

Divine tide

Made us ride

The chariot that came forth

Sarirer Shihoron

Ananda Kirtan

Bheshe jay sab plabone

A flooding light

Strange and bright

Drowned us in

And we rejoiced at the shores of bliss…

 

Jay Jagannath

Jay Jagannath

Jay Jagannath

HARI OM (3x)

The universe hangs on its ancient plenum

Finally silence has words to speak off

It speaks out of its heart’s compassion

Naked sunbeams travelling moonlight flooding streets       

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu at the Divine Confluence

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu at the Divine Confluence

Flooding horizons

And pastures rained with starlit dreams

Raising their heads against the sky

To meet the Real in themselves

Every nook and corner, the music must go on…

The revelry must conjure the passion of their lives

Embrace the barefooted lovers of this destiny

Meet by the riverside, mountainside and at conclaves or at gardens

The unknown call answered at these places

Hail the Lord –The Lord of the Worlds

Innermost thoughts

Innermost expressions

Can translate the power of the Godhead

Into the surface of a raindrop refracting rainbow

Where do we go?

To know thyself

That thou art hidden

Words are like mirrors reflecting everything

Words are trance objet de art

Words are ocean of multitudes

Whatever be your language

The destiny is One

1>1         as many                                                                

Grateful Dead Playing 30 min rendition of Dancing in the Street as a Street Sankirtan at the Tomkins Square Park circa 1967 acknowledgement Meyer Liebowitz The NY Times

Grateful Dead Playing 30 min rendition of Dancing in the Street as a Street Sankirtan at the Tomkins Square Park /First East Coast Gig circa 1967 acknowledgement Meyer Liebowitz The NY Times

1>2         as many subsets of many

Immerse yourself

And dissolve…

Withered petals have offered their wealth

The sap of honey rekindles fire

Satiates senses

Purge poets

For the ‘sadhana’

And Dante’s paradise mirrors the Self

Streets are flooded with moonlight doves

Evening rubs

The feathered pitch of sunlight receding in the dark

Forest wood sandal hooves

Gum resin fibre                                                                         

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Shubhadra with Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu Folk Art

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Shubhadra with Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu Folk Art

Echoing every leaf’s crescent arm

Over sleepy houses, quarters and emerald seas

They have incensed and bathed words in their delight

The light

Shines…

Comes ahead

Above the forehead

Observe the unfolding

Of events

From non-existent sat to chit of ‘ananda kirtan’ – this very body of delight

Transcendental unity on the surface of the universe bubble (the Swar from Hiranyaloka)

Dancing in the streets…

Evening drains out

Only the tree of life looks up to the sun

Forming crystals flowers of imaginative display

That exchange information that is discreet

Of the coming time

Do you know why?

Achinta-bheda-abheda-tattva

Active kriya awakens the world

For better possibilities on which we live

Quotrivan Jagannatha walking on the sands

Quotri-van…

Blessings sweet

On the chariot’s way                                                   

Jim Morrison Frankfrut circa 1968

Jim Morrison Frankfrut circa 1968

Blown by the winds

Pull towards your q-self

Express thy feelings…

Jay Jagannatha

Hari Om Tat Sat!

 

There in between images

Times fills space

at the bottom of this

Hanging emptiness

the tree clings to the soul

flowering beauty’s mystic sense

which we glance through

our mind

The Lord awaits on the shore

as the moon awaits the cycle to end and begin

renew the words with feelings

Sri Aurobindo circa 1915

Sri Aurobindo circa 1915

and you have everything…

“I was doing time in the universal mind.
I was feeling fine.
I was turning keys, I was setting people free.
I was doing all right.
Chorus: Then you came along
With a suitcase and a song,
Turned my head around.
Now I’m so alone
Just looking for a home
In every place I see.
I’m the freedom man (3x)
That’s how lucky I am.   – Universal Mind/Jim Morrison/The Doors

 

– J