The Shantiniketan Express: At the Supreme Summit, the Observer creates His Own Ontology by Being there at that ‘Moment'(E-Ternity to I-Ternity)/Vector-Equlibrium

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‘A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever’, Endymion, John Keats /Photograph of a Rare Species of Blue Lotus at Shantiniketan, Bolpur

The 6 precepts of Tilopa are No Thought, No Reflection, No Analysis, No Cultivation, No Intention; let it settle itself. That is complete surrender to the Divine Mother’s Force and Grace. It exercises ‘Sahaja Mukti’ or ‘easy’ or ‘natural state’ of the liberated sage. Immediate Awakening and Naturalness are the same thing, it is the most direct way communicated not by the sutras but through direct contact with the Divine.

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Devi Maa Phullora, Labhpur (Blloming), Birbhum, one of 51 Shakti Peeths (Maa Sati’s Lower Lip fell here at this place (*Important Vortex Point, Birbhum)

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Lord Shiva Panchanana, Andra Pradesh circa 1720-1730 at National Library of France

Moments are eternized flying birds

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Inside Tribal Village at Shantiniketan, Bolpur

They are not subject to death and desolation

They carry with them scriptures on the stone

Worshipped for ages

By all sentient beings

By the wind and the seas

By the fireflies, the heron and the pike

Alone She stood like a red vermillion sun

That lights the stars in the spiral galaxies

Her tender lips kissed by the sky and the grass

She played as a child

In the wild

Like raindrops on the lotus leaf

Adumbrating the great design of her creation

Inside the heart her rhythm raptures the soul

There are no differentiating lines

But only a still centre

Where the lotus blooms

To delight her eyes

The inner rhythm manifesting the object of her Will

That cannot but be only from the naught

Adore every passing moment

By a touch without touching

Grace to the flying birds

That will become the frieze on a Grecian urn.

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Basuli  and other Temples that are associated with Medieval Bengali Lyrical Poet Chandidas circa 17th and 18th century, Nanoor, Birbhum

“There is nothing equal to wearing clothes and eating food. Outside this there are neither Buddhas and Patriarchs”. (Zenrin Poem)

At the center of the space b/w the 2 brows there is a Diamond Lotus of 2 petals presided by ‘Hamsa Devata’ and ‘Susumna Shakti’ -this in the morphological body is the Ajna Chakra that corresponds to Vijnana State and Anupama Vak and to the half mantra of Pranava.

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Sonajhuri Forest (Acacia Auriculi and the Slow Moving Kopai River, Shantiniketan, Birbhum

An old pond

A frog jumps in

Water’s sound. (Matsuo Basho, Zen Poet, Japan)

In the Zen, Being-Now State, it is not that moments change or that time flies but rather that the Observer is brought to the present, as if time is created by the presence of the observer who witnesses the event of the frog jumping into the pond. The spectator or observer being there at that moment creates its own ontology. Moments occur and perception follows it and its all Empty Cognizance.

-J

The Undying Truth of Divine Beauty as an Act of White Light Synthesis: Messages from Shambhala

“In Beauty we are united,       

Way to Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1933

Way to Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1933

through Beauty we pray,

with Beauty we conquer”.

-Nicholas Roerich

“An occult godhead of this beauty is cause…”. – Savitri, Sri Aurobindo

White Light Synthesis: Beauty is quarto-afro-pi that exists in everything. Without beauty, there is no science no rationality or the idiom of pure intuitive intellect in the imagination of poets or seers or musicians or painters. Beauty is an inbuilt gadget in things that draws other eyes to put their technology of the mind to innovate and explore it beyond the dimensions of its kinetic mobility. The immobile is the power behind that vision of knowledge that finds beauty in the infinitesimal particles in the cyclical wave of the most advanced creation. Therefore, beauty is a unit of the divine as the divine is truly beautiful beyond that unitary dimension in the polyglossia of object diversity in the worlds that exist.

Thy beauty hangs around thee like

Children will be Children/Henri Cartier-Bresson Photograph, London

Children will be Children/Henri Cartier-Bresson Photograph, London

Splendour around the moon—

Thy voice, as silver bells that strike

Upon

–          Beauty’s Halo, PB Shelley

That naked halo of beauty engulfs all objects giving them the celestial radiance of the divine creation where we stand- we face it every day in our life, we need to understand the subtlety of it, we need to look beyond ourselves to find it in within us in beautiful proportions. That itself is the harmony that Keats has sought in the sensual realm of beauty in nature:

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard

Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;

Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared,

Pipe to the spirit dities of no tone. (The Ode on a Grecian Urn, John Keats)

Moving across sensual space, one discovers supra-sensory spaces and allied time denominations of that, beyond that into ever higher realms of beauty and so on.

“A violet by a mossy stone

Half hidden from the eye!

–Fair as a star, when only one

Is shining in the sky”.  (She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways, William Wordsworth)

The seeker can unveil the true spirit of beauty and find truth lying in it. That’s the fundamental freedom that one can exercise in the process of evolution of consciousness. The great poets and artists and scientists all have done that in their works thereby creating pool of resources for humanity to progress along the same lines of corporate development.

Beauty is a reason to exist- its the child of man

Beauty is the paranormal fragment of nature mediating darkness with quantum light of insurgence in the victory of the sun from the mental years imprisoned in the own quark and leptons of the federal process. Beauty thus is the translation of peace of an inaudible sound that chants the everlasting mantras of complete happiness.

Beauty is the flux of compassion in the trial of love over death and suicide.

Life can only win if one is truly speaking the language of beauty through the condensed mind that is activating time progeny through the peace incubation.

Beauty is peace on earth – beauty is the hands of sorrow scripting the final victory of light in the sempiternal curve of the unilever mind – the sparrow has many broken wings but the flame of desire to fly is not dead within – let the light unequivocally create the blue skies of heaven for the gulls to spread their evangelical wings across the superb velvet seas folding the moon in the quarter of the day challenging all that is impossible because the divine is the guide in us “exceeding us, to exceed ourselves”. (Savitri, Sri Aurobindo)

“In the immutable and inviolate Truth   

Sri Aurobindo: 5th Dec, Maha-Samadhi Day

Sri Aurobindo: It is not a hope but a certitude that the complete transformation of nature will take placeFor ever united and inseparable,

The radiant children of Eternity dwell

On the wide spirit height where all are one”. – (Savitri, Sri Aurobindo)

The archetypal truth is the universal phenomenon happening unfolding in us to take us further where “the radiant children of Eternity dwell”.

If you are a traveller in the realms of beauty, you ought to find this place of radiance where children incognito shall wear the crown of the clowns in the immortality of life superimposing the fractal supermind on the finite magnitude of things – they belong to the heart of the future in the compassionate mind of the divine embodiment.

The primeval concept of regeneration is evident in beauty that springs in every season with its specific tint and hue, making merry with the time in pouring colours and mixing them with the palette knife. The yin-yang is at play in this process of the spirit becoming the flesh, of the seed becoming the tree and seed again.

Her divine beauty is the only flame – Radha’s love is beyond words – The Lord himself misrecognizes it in the first instance, grapples with it in the second instance, prays in the third so he understands and so on…

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

The divine petals of the four forces are operating in nature to make us learn what we can easily learn.

Maha-Kali the destroyer awaits fortune of Maha-Lakshmi to reconcile life with immortality through the myriad hands of Maheswari inculcating wisdom of the cosmic house (“The ideal goddess in her house of gold”- Savitri) in the tranquil renditions of the supramental perfection of art by the ever innocent spontaneity of Maha-Saraswati in the speedy recovery of things. These four eternal forms of Beauty bring harmony to our lives.

voice-signals from rialto-supermind Acrux.“Beauty is the existence of every particle in perfect harmony and perfect peace and happiness, whatever is eternally peaceful and happy, is truly beautiful and the journey to it is the eternal transformation of a being from ignorance to emancipation”.

– Monalisa as received through voice-signals from rialto-supermind Acrux.
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The Quantum Magic-Box of ‘The White Light Synthesis’: Shambhala Truth of the Origin of Origins

Sri Chaitanya Mahaprabhu

“Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!       

Sri Prabhu-Bandhusundar

Sri Prabhu-Bandhusundar

No hungry generations tread thee down; 

…………………………………………………………..

Charm’d magic casements, opening on the foam

Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn”.

– Ode to a Nightingale, John Keats.

Consciousness-Analogue

Immortal bird carrying immortal wisdom from the land of Olmo-Lung-Ring

Immortal are the ways of Shambhala

The bird flies in the sacred lair of Noah’s kingdom

Sacrifice the eternity in time

He who doth see the Eternal, knowest thy self

In the miniature of a cosmic bowl

A zero mirrored in the Higgs field, yields another zero and so, on  

Engulfing the primordial serpent of Alblackica (shaping the yas-ying-yang  through the eye of the cosmic needle )

Rise from the ash and be the Father of the Destiny

Higgs Field, Samij Datta

Higgs Field, Samij Datta

Form is emptiness, emptiness thy form

Opposing pairs cancel each other

Harvesting the mother face of the dark zero

That encircles the pointless Origignabon of the creation

Numbers fall like proper Frazer-puppets in the laser pool of the cosmic seizure

There is no time, there will be no time

In the red skull of the ultimate sun

In the primal face of the causal machine

In the effect of a hand-will pedestal

The snow covered peaks,

Winter valleys,

And the cold desert

Know that wisdom is covered with mist

And the blue light cone on the feet of the tree

Sings like the stars from a spring night gramophone                                                                 

Joan Baez

Joan Baez

Oceans cradle another moon swaying in the music

And the beaches are strewn by the morning petals

Drawing the fantastic mandalas

That speaks of the Lord in the twilight realm,

In the poetic colours of His infancy

Da di di Dayadhvam Damyata

Krishna-Krishna-Hari Priye

The Ark saved the worlds

As mercy thy time

Those who live forever in the Shangri-la

Let their prayers be like streams flowing to grace the Garden of Eden

In the inner-circle of ala-ala,

The stone is the future of Man,

Adi adi Chintamani

Adi Buddha, Adi Shenrab

In thy Holy Communion of the Christ:        

Pete Seger

Pete Seger

“Where have all the graveyards gone?

Long time passing

Where have all the graveyards gone?

Long time ago

Where have all the graveyards gone?

Gone to flowers every one

When will they ever learn?

When will they ever learn?” (Where Have All the Flowers Gone, Pete Seger)

Man the Absolute, The Aksolute, The Amsolute shall have to enter the next chain of cycles by the contemplation of a free circle point in the san-zero-infinity of things

without the Icarus, the Icarus is empty

Man is empty, empty is man

empty is empty by the primitive subset of logic deduction

all the flowers are empty, non-absolute beauty of the beautiful Sunyata

and the emptiness of forms is the emptiness of meanings

Set zero to Set Zat-Zero-Infinity

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo

Tat Wat Yat- regulating zero

Yat Wat Tat- regulating one in many

Wat Tat Yat- regulating all possible hyperspace functions that arise from the cause

with invisible wings flies the inner-man

discovers a great aureole round his head

shining like the dark star of the white light

utters unimaginable verses of the ego-less journey

from there to here, from no point of origin to no-beginning no-end:

A KAR A ME DU TRI SU NAG PO ZHI ZHI MAL MAL SO HA…

– Joy Roy Choudhury