The Class A-Omega Time Vertices at the Intersection of 2 Equilateral Triangles Sending Message Bound for Alpha-Eternal Spinning Centripetal Point: Flowering of Offering in Existence to the Consciousness Ripple in the Higgs Field (The Coming of Kalki Maha-Avatar)

The Class A-Omega Time Vertices at the Intersection of 2 Equilateral Triangles Sending Message Bound for Alpha-Eternal Spinning Centripetal Point: Flowering of Offering in Existence to the Consciousness Ripple in the Higgs Field (The Coming of Kalki Maha-Avatar)

The Integrated Star Microprocessor/Monalisa 2013

The Integrated Star Microprocessor/Monalisa 2013

We have lived in time spending in Plato’s cave

Bet our life with Grucho Marx and Max Ernst

Lived with the pride of an honour and a hope

Have plundered our vaults cremated our existence many times

Have gone through the tides that rise and fall with Lear or Macbeth

Wondering like a child at the innermost view of the outer surface of a  Rhododendron

The sunbird revivified the memory of sweet nectar; the spring chimes as it is

God is the eternal artist working in time

Spade function in Frazer units reprogramming the matrix

Patience curved mountains out of rock; the sea has curled beneath a bed of sands

The stars fazed the skies the light was seen; the thunder was heard

Heraclitus in the fire of the big ocean saw the lightning sword of glory

She was one in the great energy field impregnating the matter of the creation

A horse appeared gliding past several planes of existence

The rider on the horse was the rider in the storm hastening across cosmic solar subways

Where is the metropolis that you promised? Where are the eternal edifices?

Kalki Avatar, Nicholas Roerich, 1935

Kalki Avatar, Nicholas Roerich, 1935

A moment in time equals tetra-foliate eternity; solar pabulum of cosmic oracle

That thou who you seekest as the white light of infancy

Is the churning of all-infinite possibilities within the wexahoul-creational matter

Little hearts can connect the dots on the magic-engine squares

A formation was seen

An intersection of triangles felt

The Lotus was born

Now you have replied to the Master of Beings

Oh Thy Lord He Who Hastens

Hari Om Tat Sat

(Sat-Chit-Ananda Para-Brahman via The Quantum-Kriya of All-Existence)

-J

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Offering as a Poetic Bird Flying into Empty Space towards an Accelerated All-Absolute Self: Theta Function of Omega Point is Valve-operation on Kriya-Karma-Prem-Dharma (Latent Isotopic De-Materialization & Successive Re-appearance)

Offering as a Poetic Bird Flying into Empty Space towards an Accelerated All-Absolute Self: Theta Function of Omega Point is Valve-operation on Kriya-Karma-Prem-Dharma (Latent Isotopic De-Materialization & Successive Re-appearance)

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Lahiri-Mahasaya Cosmic Carnival of Light & Peace

He has offered back to it

What he ate in the long years of adversary

Dissolving at the centre; annihilating on the rim

Creation bound by circles and trapeziums and retroactive geometric fibers

He as in time is eternity lost

He as in time is innocence of the self absorbed light

He as in time is the night of the dead pan and the raven

He as in time is himself breathing through the nostrils of a horse

Running across miles of open space that curve, twist and turn

Great is the sunlight trapped in the evening hour-glass of the sands

Stars on the bosom of the sea rolls the wave that rocks the moon

Swinging like the tide in a vortex up and down

Miracles waste time; scriptures swallow in silence

They cannot – they cannot tell you the essence of living

Yoga is a newsreel only the names changed their addresses

They cannot tell you the real thing

Jim Morrison-Time's Petals That Flower Life as the Love for the Indivisible One

Jim Morrison-Time’s Petals That Flower Life as the Love for the Indivisible One

Perhaps an answer is sought by time offering himself to question his own existence

Time doesn’t know but he believes in it and burn

Revolving in the elevator the ticks cannot hear the tocks

Only the sun crossed the paths through the kriya of evolution

From Krishna to Christ is a long conscious journey

Sorrows churn the matsya in the ocean

The currents blow the conch shell

An interim time: cast your doubts

A drop of fire cried like the pyre on the edge of great salvation

It’s the coming of Kya-Kwi-Ka-Kalki

-Joy