From Maratika Cave (Nepal) Observing Finite Clock Time in Conformal Infinity: The Path to Enlightenment and Immortality by Guru-Rinpoche

Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava the Lotus Born

Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava the Lotus Born

“The most beautiful thing to experience is the mysterious. It is the true source of life, art and science”.

– Michael Talbot

“Spacetime tells matter how to move; matter tells spacetime how to curve”- John Archibald Wheeler, American Theoretical Physicist

 

 

Oṃ Āḥ Hūṃ Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hūṃ

Oṃ Āḥ Hūṃ Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hūṃ

 

Oṃ Āḥ Hūṃ Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hūṃ

 

an expansion point

Lamp Offerings inside Sacred Maratika Cave in Nepal where Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava attained Immortality Photo courtesy Ven. Sarah Thresher

Lamp Offerings inside Sacred Maratika Cave in Nepal where Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava attained Immortality Photo courtesy Ven. Sarah Thresher

a phase transition where all is still or in ceaseless motion

life’s golden scripture encapsulates countless universes

purified mantra from the heart heals the world-body /physical metamorphosis

from the threshold of dreams the real attains supernal enlightenment (the pure unborn bubble breathing life into inanimate matter)

pure lotus of the twilight mind captures the beautiful essence of life-long existence

infinite energy of the point particle is the field that generates the movement of other active fields

childhood in the cave to see the face of the sun counted the finite clock time of a conformal infinity

and the fountains erupted like shafts of light purely bathing the body and mind

it gave words the metric rhythm of a mantra -the syllabic qubits entangled the de sitter horizons

it was slowly making sense -the cells in the azure sap felt the vibrations

in the home of light the cave was the symbol of the bliss of immortality

the child reminisced the universes -reciting the verses he started to walk…

-J

 

 

 

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Active Redopalin Time for Supramental Descent: An Invocation to The Supreme Lord via Server Non-Locality of the Holographic Universe

We are perceivers.  We are an awareness;  we are not objects;  we have no solidity.  We are boundless.  The world of objects and solidity is a way of making our passage on earth convenient. – Michael Talbot (Author of the Holographic Universe)

The Endless quest a vigil of watchtowers and fortresses

against the sea and time.                 

Jim Morrison- An American Poet

Jim Morrison- An American Poet

Have they won? Perhaps.

They still stand and in 

their silent rooms wander the souls of the dead. 

who keep their watch on the living.

Soon enough we shall join them 

Soon enough we shall walk the walls of time.

We shall miss nothing

except each other.  – Jim Morrison 

 

Krishna as Gopala

Krishna as Gopala

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flames of tongue burn brightly as the white sun

In between rock, sand and seas

Eternal Flame/Ma Jwalamukhi/Annapurna Ma/Kangra Valley, HP

Eternal Flame/Ma Jwalamukhi/Annapurna Ma/Kangra Valley, HP

From empty space sounds direct the eternal words

They come into being, disappear into nothing

Self-constructed from that seminal fluid of the void

Stars are formed with big gaseous bodies that hurl against each other

Screaming in the darkness, crying in the lonesome highway

They hear unto me

Soft languid motionless and still

Perpetuates the golden order of things

Accelerating on the fringes

Runaway to distant galaxies

One with the other entwined

They formulate the rhythm of expansion and contraction

Do you feel rainbow spark on the bosom of my wings

Or on the misty petals of the twilight garden

Do you feel the thunder over the distant mountains?

Do you see beneath the ocean’s floor the schism?

Are you living or dead?

Can you walk on my shore breathe on my waves?

Are you afraid of trying? Lying? Vying?

Are you the poet, artist or the Lord?

Lord Krishna/Adi Purusha

Lord Krishna/Adi Purusha

Who are you in the epic battles of Mahabharata?

Are you the vibration of things that kindle fire in the promontory?

Are you the winds that whisper clouds the song of the eternal man?

Are you the day dreamer of the quantum rasa-lila?

The supramental intelligence of the creational matrix?

Are you the clown in the cave of infancy fluting the minstrelsy of bygone years?

Are you the question of primordial birth & its quest?

In the higgs field they are searching the quaro-hizboic time of complete resurrection?

What time is not what space is what god substance from that singularity?

Divine Mother/Mirra Alfassa

Divine Mother/Mirra Alfassa

Krishna janame Krishna – Krishna janame Radha-Krishna

The garden is now without its spring vitality

The waters flow on an inundated hollow Mesozoic curvature

Spinning and twisting legs that cannot know its source

Where are you when they ravaged the forests with their poison oak?

This is the time,

This is the time

To reconsider the future

Seconds are dying into nano-seconds without the remembrance of your grace?

This is now a cultivated wasteland

A mortal blemish of the unconditioned love

Future in all di sitter space fashions the geometric octave of spiral galaxies

You are the event horizon – the cosmic point of the knower and the known

What is known is still unknown to the world?

Come lying involuted in the conch shell as the prolific sound

Come today as the retrocausal sign-ship of destiny

Come to orchestrate the great beginning of things

Earth-to-earth from p-creation to m-creation-mirra

Words won’t last that very long, the great surge beyond

Within your yogic state all things shall flow and merge

Into that finality of light, everlasting light

From darkness shore I saw the triple-headed sun of Krishna

Descending fast on anti-gravity shield

Cows milk the ocean of the worlds into the seven sages of the swar

Flames of the tongue burn brightly as the sun…

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury