Reading Beneath the ‘Faces’: Serge Anton’s Photography and the Non-Local Discreetness of Each Moments

Tonpa Shenrab Miwo Bon Monastery Nepal

Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Triten Norbutse (Bon) Monastery, Nepal, photograph by Joy Roy Choudhury

Sometimes I do wonder what makes a photograph so fascinating. Is it the observed or the capture, or, the technology used to observe the observed, or, something hidden beneath the observed that it brings out, some recurrent pattern or archetype that gives the photograph something to stand out from the clutter of objects in our every day life. Does the photograph throw any light on the mind of the photographer? Does it tell anything about his level of perception, as he is the one who is choosing the subject of his photography? Adding another perspective to it, does the photograph hold a key or passport to eternity? Lets look into it. If the photograph captures a moment or say a decisive moment, then we are talking about a precise fragment of space-time which is discreet or can be called a quanta. Instead of thinking about the linearity of time because our neural networking is conditioned that way, we can think about discontinuous moments and there are infinitesimal gaps in between these moments. At the subquantum level, these are interference patterns of wave fronts which are captured in the photograph. Through the photograph is a presence because our brains are Fourier analyzing the wave forms, they are  in fact frequencies which have their origin not at the manifested level of reality but at the implicate level which is the quantum potential. Out of that quantum potential, the photographer is able to manifest one aspect of it in a kind of coordinated movement (also called Holomovement by David Bohm). What does it then tell about the photograph? Though the photograph is a local thing-event, but, what is fundamental is the deeper reality behind it, not, time but the timeless that it represents. That is possible because the photographer is a witness or observer- he is not adding anything to reality. He just capturing “things as they are”. And these discreet ”thing-events” (ji) are like mirrors reflecting each other ad infinitum creating an orchestrated dance like billions of jewels in a necklace each reflecting each other and thereby creating an entire ensemble through mutual interpenetration. Each jewel or dew drop reflects the whole (though of lower resolution) and is a passport to the timeless and the eternal.

The Face Is The Mirror Of The Soul – Serge Anton

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I would like all of you to have a look at Serge’s work, these faces capture the timeless frozen in time. The observer’s consciousness have archived those beautiful moments that capture the essence of existence and bliss. This is what reality is all about – at both levels, the manifested biological level of physical forms, and, at a deeper fundamental level of subquantum reality, the level of the formless or the unmanifest which is more fundamental.  It is the TAO or the Brahman Or the Void which manifests our individuality out of love and compassion (karuna), and if you use the great wisdom or ”maha-prajna” then everything goes back into the timeless as possibilities in consciousness, into the formless undifferentiated, unborn Self which you verily are -”Tat Tvam Asi” (That Thou Art). Here, the photographer is the SEER, the witness, all-pervasive, perfect, non-dual, free, intelligent, action-less, desire-less, unattached and serene – that is the true nature of the Self. The moment photographed is the beautiful tapestry of wordless silence, each face having its own narrative which reflects all other narratives – faces reflecting each other and resembling the whole, the ensemble in a synergistic dance that comes from “the empty theater and empty circus and empty universe
ready to accommodate any act and any audience”. (Buckminster Fuller on Vector Equilibrium)

So, you can take a look at Serge Anton’s work from his book Faces by Lannoo Publishers and enjoy every discreet moment.

FACES from Lannoo Publishers is an exquisitely designed book of beautiful portraits taken by internationally renowned photographer, Serge Anton. Each portrait has been photographed on Anton’s countless travels in Africa and Asia over the last 30 years.

Each portrait tells wordless stories, as they reveal a certain resemblance in the exotic faces of faraway cultures- details in their eyes and wrinkles that seem to reflect the wisdom of lifetimes. There is no text to explain each portrait as Anton wants readers to be intrigued by the portrait no matter where, how or when it was taken.

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For More Information on Serge Anton’s work, pls get in touch with

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CAROL LEGGETT PUBLIC RELATIONS

39 West 14th Street Suite 405

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(212) 727-2155

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-J

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122nd Birth Anniversary of Sri Dilip Kumar Roy, 22nd Jan, 2018: Realization in the Cellular Mind and Supramental Descent from the Point of Singularity

 

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Sri Dilip Kumar Roy and his college friends in England, 1920

ABOVE: Sri Dilip Kumar Roy and his college friends in England, 1920. CLOCKWISE from lower left: D.K. Roy, K.P. Chatterji, Subhash Chandra Bose (Netaji), C.C. Desai.  Pictures courtesy Pilgrims of the Stars- Dilip Kumar Roy and Indira Devi/ Excerpt from Pilgrims of the Stars/ Dada ji & Indira Ma picture courtesy Hari Krishna Mandir Archives- website: http://www.harikrishnamandirindiraniloy.com/

 

His ways are strange, bewildering!

Sri Balaram and Sri Krishna

Sri Krishna (R) and Sri Balaram (L), Old Indian Art

To fathom Him I fail.

How He fulfils our hearts with His love

Devi Sarasvati, Goddess of Learning Bengal Kalighat Painting

Devi Saraswati, Goddess of Learning, Kalighat Painting Bengal

O Friend, I cannot tell.

 

I learned to laugh through tears and staked

My all to glimpse His Face:

I won Him by becoming His,

Lost all and gained His Grace.

 

Relentlessly He weaned me from

My lesser loves, my kin,

Till even the mate I once had hailed

Loomed far and alien.

 

Now dead I am grown to fear and shame

In my lone quest for Thee:

Strange, none befriends when thou becom’st

One’s friend, O Mystery!

(Song that came to Indira Maa after 14 hours of meditation at Mussorie, 1949. Dadaji, i.e. Sri Dilip Kumar Roy translated it into English. The original song was in simple Hindi. – from a spiritual science point of view some sort of super-luminal synapse taking place in the brain by mediation of Non-Local Consciousness, thereby articulating in simple harmony the essence of the Lord as expressed in Srimad Bhagavatam)- The Advent of Mira, Pilgrims of the Stars, Autobiography of Two Yogis, Dilip Kumar Roy and Indira Devi

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Sri Sita Ram Das Omkarnath Ji  and Mata Indira Devi

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Sri Sita Ram Das Omkarnath Ji and Mata Indira Devi

 

MY FIRST MEETING WITH SRI AUROBINDO:

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy: “You must, then, realize it yourself first?”

Sri Aurobindo: “Obviously. Be it a new realization or light or idea- it must first descend into one person from whom it radiates out in widening circles to others. Doesn’t the Gita, too, say that the ways of the best of men act as models to the rest? In the Integral Yoga, however, the work starts after the realization, whereas in most other yogas it ends with the realization. The reason is that I am primarily at manifestation, for which I must, obviously, reach the Supramental myself before I can bring it to bear on our earth-consciousness. For this, ascent has to be the first step- descent is the next.”

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy: “How will the descent work, to start with?”

Sri Aurobindo: “When the Supramental touches our being, our consciousness will overpass its twilit stage of the mental, where the Divine Truth is distorted, into the upper regions where light has free play, that is, where there are no such distortions. This will in its turn bring about the transformation of mind, life and body, as that will be one of the functions of the Force as its inception in the world of matter, generally- to usher in subsequently the new era in man’s living. You must not misunderstand me. What I want to achieve is the bringing down of the Supramemtal to bear on this being of ours so as to raise it to a level higher than the mental and from there change and sublimate the workings of mind, life and body….”

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy

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Connecting with the aural frequencies of the bees and birds,

Sri Aurobindo Symbol

Sri Aurobindo amd Divine Mother Symbol

 

With the faraway spiral galaxies

With the dewy grass, stone artefacts and mandalas

Under the shade of the peepal and banyan trees

Silence adumbrates wisdom of the new era

And the boat leaves for the other side,

The fisherman’s song and the cradle of stars

Are there to commute and encounter a synapse

The river rolls itself

Unfolding into the cherubic circles of the night jasmines at bloom

The optic nerves connecting data

Divine Mother Symbol

Divine Mother Symbol

To the point of singularity

Through realization in the cellular mind

Optimizing surrender through energy vortex of the earth

Completing the circuit

With convolutional patterns and symmetries

Leveraging time

For the Timeless Descent!

-J

 

 

 

Ratha Yatra 2017: Intersection Point Where All Timelines and Space (Cartan Subspace) Conjoin at a Wormhole Junction in Hyperspace

Jagganatha Subhadra and Balarama

Lord Jagannatha Devi Subhadra and Lord Balarama painting, folk style 19th century, Orissa courtesy Sothebys

“Na tasya pratima asti yasya nama Mahadyasa Hiranyagarbha” (Yajur Veda 32:3 hymn) /’He Has No Image, His Name is Glorious Hiranyagarbha’.

“Mameibanso jiva loke jiba bhutah sanatanah” (15th Chapter of Gita) ‘The Perennial Part of the God is Present in the Body of Creatures’. 

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Ratha Yatra in London old poster art

 

Bondage is the impermanent nature of the universe

Only the everlasting soul dwells in non-duality

Being free and beyond the causation of space-time it appears as everything

It disappears into the golden womb of nothing

Still shining in the void of voids

It is the supreme unity of all operational matrices

The essence or nature from which creation assumes its destiny

A preset asymmetry is then released into the finite

Into the ocean of multitudes branching out the karmic propensities

A single flow of supreme divinity connects them all

Pulsating all timelines of the cycles of yugas

A manifested ocean of space consumes them all *Prajnana Bramha/’Idam Mahadbhutam Anantam Aparam bijnana ghana eba’ (Brihadarankya Upanishad)

A differentiated order of chaos is the original destiny of the unifying godhead

Sacred evolution is the sustaining metaphor of every life in the universe

As the chariot moves creating its own rhythm of dance

A spectacle beholds the passing scenes

From the Hiranyagarbha , it was before the rising sun awake from its slumbering sleep

Deep beneath it was only a radiance of love that overflowed

That connected with itself through all sentient beings

And the wheels of Jagannatha neither dry or wet

Rolled into the essence beyond the machine perfection of human intelligence

Into that where no words can peer or sound vibrate

Or thoughts claw their meaning on mind

Into that ineffable:

‘Hiranmayen patrena Satyasaphihitam mukham,

Tattwampushanapabrunu Satya Dharmaya Drustaye’ (Isha Upanishad)

 

-J

 

 

 

 

Time Projectiles in Vertical Space Dome in the Dynamic Cosmic Consciousness of the Mind-Map-Grip-Zone

 

 

 

QUINWING A, Samij Datta, 2012

Time Projectiles in Vertical Space Dome in the Dynamic Cosmic Consciousness of the Mind-Map-Grip-Zone

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The defining space positions of a many-particle system in a time elevator

Is through the use of cosmic Jacquard punch cards of the old loom

A typeface of matter emerges in the mind, Berkley was right!

In the hologram of the cosmic multiverse

The circles play and interact with each other

Till trime-nawa-nawa-nawa-trime  is changed into

Trine-nawa-nawa-nawa-trine

Roerich said “through Beauty we pray, with Beauty we conquer”

And in beauty we always find a truth

Through these lines of frozen insertion in the original text    

I declare the constitution of the New World Congress

Where every atom is the atomized fusion of consciousness

That is granted to time followers in a classical episteme of non-local causality

A flower is a leafy diagram of many rivers in the myriad mind-wells of the time-gap

Its hexagram is the pentecostal fire of the darkness burning in the vacuum bond

She had the stars fixed in a receptacle

Or else a kite flying in the metallic frame of Benjamin Franklin

She was mouth of the pentacle guarding the lion of alblackica

She was the first oracular synthesis of man’s occult power with reason

She was the dead star, the white dwarf of an amphibious ring

Shining like pink argyle diamonds in the sky

Retat-rua-ro-avra-electroyim-nevanta talk-time in a bird-watch-loop game.

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Photograph, Joy Roy Choudhury