The Flaming Romantic Hero of the Cosmic Genesis: Extrohan-Eragman-Sun-Years of Ionic Supramental Sadhana

         Aleksandr Pushkin, Monalisa, 2012

Aleksandr Pushkin, Monalisa, 2012

Aleksandr Pushkin, Monalisa, 2012

“I’d come back to walk your fields through;

I’d come under the vaults of lime-trees,

On a slope of Trigorskoe’s hill,

A worshiper of freedom ours,

Of Graces, joy and high mind, still.” – ‘Fairwell, O, Faithful Leafy Groves!…’, Aleksandr Pushkin

“Let God help you, my dear friends,

In storms and everyday distress,

In dark abysses of the earth,

In desert seas and alien lands!” – ‘Let God Help You…’ , Aleksandr Pushkin

                                 

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Eternity exists in words; music is the freedom of the soul

Each thought a wave connected to other waves

The seasons fall in between that movement

Flowers are the opera in the dark abode of the sun

Venice in Moscow turns a chapter in Paris like an uncertainty phenomenon

Revisions that subject non-locality in things

Their truth lies in time corridors opening to the mind

The lake is the frozen bust of an Apollonian angel

Walking like the Bacchic maiden of a thousand light years back from this place

Chapters enclose paradise of poets in the evolutionary consciousness of beings

That journey was made- now and then it’s their time to return.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

 

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James Joyce and the Subatomic Quest for the Chalice: The Final Grail of Quantum Identification

  James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

 “I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes”. – ‘Araby’, James Joyce

The Grail Chalice is the outward symbol of man’s final quest for beauty – the beauty that exists in love, and in life- its that enlightening aspect of self-transformation in things. Without it, life is a sordid cup of sorrow, the artist cannot paint the Madonna of the mind or the Monalisa  of the dream. The Buddha is the Christ in the mediation of the cross on the rose of the eternal coin. That coin is the tree of prosperity,the kiss the final wealth to be accumulated by the outpouring of grace – winter harvests the spring of the early descent of the Lord into the monsoon of green vegetation thereby renewing the cycle of life from birth to birth, and from that birth to the rebirth in immortality. The sacred wish is to attain that liberty- the dzochen is the beauty self-preparation for that stage by acquiring the consciousness to enable the process.

Time was the fragment of the stone, Chintamani

Time was the unconscious element flowing in the stream that gives recognition to objects

The quantum wave is the writing on the stone, the scripture of the artist

God whose sacred poetry is the prose of the Stephen Daedalus in the many moments of the light travelling from the point of origin

Sun gods are young in the nubile river of the diction, words afraid of the meta-entanglement are jumping like seagulls into the sea

They cannot see the heavy rock that takes the shocks of the waves transmuting the pain into the litanies of the full moon joy- birth to birth is rebirth and the end is immortality.

To Shambhala, the future is the locked secret of the sweet envisioning

The King can see over the cold Gobi desert

that the world is about to change

as destined in the words of the prophetic oracle

Man is the choice for the next experiment in evolution…

– Joy Roy Choudhury

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 Technology of Quantum Yoga in the Light of Consciousness is the Worship of Brahman in the Weca-Weca Small Unit Wohal ( From Daimler’s Four-Wheeled Drive to a Future Sustainable World)

1st Automobile: Daimler’s Four-Wheeled Drive, 1880

1st Automobile: Daimler’s Four-Wheeled Drive, 1880

The Technology of Quantum Yoga in the Light of Consciousness is the Worship of Brahman in the Weca-Weca small unit Wohal

Technology predicts the way we do our business

Technology is the psychisisation of the mind on the evolutive canvas

Technology is the brahman-in-brahman to be ‘that’ in ‘it’

Many hyperspace business models are recorded in the termas

That’s the boddhisattwa mind to unlock the secret in matter’s quantum waves

Intuition is more important that knowledge

Intuition is the power of cosmic mind to innovate

Obeying the laws of harmony in the eco-system

Not to run out of gasoline but “to strive, to seek, to find…”

The new ways of doing things

At Midnight - Light of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1940

At Midnight – Light of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1940

That has a long lasting impression on our present reshaping the future

To work is to learn to know what we can do to reach the next stage of human evolution

That consciousness, still is the thing we can procure to earn a better living

To have a child like mind in the winter solstice

To turn as we spin and quantum teleport ourselves to other worlds

Mobile transitions in immobile space junctions

In the wahoa-wahoa super star

Over the deep mountains in shambhala

Talking to the young apparelled light of darkness

In time is the time a hidden source of the alter

Higgs Field, Samij Datta, 2012

Higgs Field, Samij Datta, 2012

In the speaking tree of immortality

Cars roads and buses

Spaceships and astronauts

The leafy caterpillar eats that green savage

To become the beautiful butterfly

Restores the habitat where it is born

Man must connect to ‘it’

In the sutra of life

That is the only yoga you can do.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

Ref: “To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield”, Ulysses, Alfred, Lord Tennyson

 

White Light Synthesis: Shambhala Integral Hymn for Quantum Harmony

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo

White Light Synthesis: Shambhala Integral Hymn for Quantum Harmony

MANY RIVERS FLOW BY MANY WAYS BUT THEY ALL ENTER THE SEA. THEY ALL ARE ONE. – Sri Ramakrishna

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Time is a vessel that cannot know itself but others

In the fragrance of the eternal moment

On the poetic realms of undimished space

Floats the feather of the bearded bird, thy grace on thy feet

In the shapeless stars of the Tazig-Tazig infinite reflection of functional sound the absolute

Shenrab on the gyal-go-thei-mor-syan-su-ra

Lythog-mipoche-wise-zor-phulom-sha-khor

There is no distance of separation between this and that

That being this is the only possible destiny of this beautiful creation

Changless bon acting on the
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Time Morphing in Quantum Consciousness: In Eyes of the Mother The Lotus New Born is the Light of the Sun in Padmasambhava

Padmasambhava

Time Morphing in Quantum Consciousness: In Eyes of the Mother The Lotus New Born is the Light of the Sun in Padmasambhava

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Time is the yogic light of supra-physical realism relatively acting as transformative non-local synergy agent of the sun vibrating in the ether medium like the blue swan of the white lotus giving birth to ten-fold Padmasambhava at the navel of the Vishnu-Shakti ( Regenerative Pyramidal Mirror of Sthi-Zun Particle in the fan-cup seer-will force in man – Adi Narayana)

The pure substance of the sun in the white lotus gave birth to the miracle of Padmasambhava.

Om Ah Hum Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hum(3x)

Guru Rinpoche…Guru Rinpoche…Guru Rinpoche

All in thee that thou will in thy sacred light of Guru Rinpoche.

The flaming congruent sphere of grace-matter wheel chariots the sublime essence of poetry and art in the divine followers of the creation.

“Moment of Freedom

as the prisoner

blinks in the sun

like a mole             

from his hole

                           

a child’s 1st trip    

Jim Morrison

away from home

 

That moment of Freedom”. – Jim Morrison, American Poet, Singer, and Spiritual Rock Artist

The Inner self is the True Divine- great artists and poets have tasted the divine fruit within themselves.

“All Nature is my bride”. –Thoreau

“All that we behold is full of blessings”. – William Wordsworth

“If you want the truth,

I’ll tell you the truth:

Listen to the secret sound,

The real sound,

Which is inside you.”– Kabir

Lord Caitanya in his Acintya-bhedabheda Tattva implied that the divine essence of the Lord is supreme in one’s heart where Sri Radhika is Sri Krishna and the entire creation but also separate from this world of realities. The Lord is this and not this – one with the creation and simultaneously different from His creation as well.

“I am formless and everywhere                                                                

SAI

I am in everything and beyond. I fill all space.” Shirdi Sai

Jaya Sai Jaya Sai Jaya Jaya Sai

The enlightened teacher is inside all of us- the Sai is an in-dweller transforming us every moment to take us to a higher level of quantum consciousness.

“The purpose of God in creating man hath been, and will ever be, to enable him to know his Creator and to attain His Presence”.– Bahá’u’lláh

The god-consciousness is one who sits in all its empyrean glory manifesting his presence in us through our manifold works (karma) to gain the knowledge (gyana) by the sheer will-force of the love in us (bhakti) through the habits (avhash) we endorse to cultivate the time-frame of an eternal life-force in us which lead us to what Sri Aurobindo and Mother said ‘the immortality” or the ‘rainbow body’ of perfect transfiguration as with Padmasambhava and other sages of Shambhala.

Fragrant doors                                              

Abdu’l-Bahá

Light inner-circle of silence

Opening thy windows to embrace the pure substance of the sun

In the mind of ether the light, the knowledge

Is adding vital life-force to its own good existence (pranic energy renewal via quantum mevic-function)

To shine as smooth as the silken pollen sac

An alter of wave on a particle point (the Von Neumann Cubicle of spectacular algorithm)

Delegating the all-possible ways of integrating matter with the spirit

For the immortal life to be is.

She is forever a fixed star on a Gaussian plane

Unfixed about a cardinal point (the father across the bohemian rhapsody)

Observer within observation point- Jai Satya Sai      

Mirra Alfassa: The Divine Mother

Christ of the future on a dog stargate

Watching pilgrims pass by over a line of hue in the sky

Roerich and Jim Morrison

And Sri Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor

Sri Caitanya Sri Caitanya Sri Caitanya

Adi lila of Parameshwar

Beyond creation she the Absolute Hypothesis

Quantum Quadrangular Machine of Vrajo-Unin-Termas

Beauty was a joy to behold in the nectar of life

Nothing exists but her golden lap where the creation is.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

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The Cross is the Yin-Yang Gnostic Alter-Piece of the Life-Cycle (Fermion-Disc Harvesting Time)

The Cross is the Yin-Yang Gnostic Alter-Piece of the Life-Cycle (Fermion-Disc Harvesting Time)

Photograph, Joy Roy Choudhury

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Circle is the epiphany of the Feast (The Last Supper, da Vinci) in the divine innocence of the true child. The centre of the circle is the virgin infinity of the Para-Brahman Chakra in the eye of the seer seeking the Adi Chintamani. The stone is the grail where blood crystallizes the sun in the mad judgement of the life coming from the dead.

Immortality is the embryo that darkness child in the blind faith of  light’s destiny; Innovation is a pure bliss of the ‘spirit’ in ‘matter’- mater consciousness ‘spring-nest’- al-garabi- vacuum is white-iron-hard-matter (727.727) in white-steel-hard-matter (828.828).  It’s the quest of a singular incarnating point of consciousness to navigate the circumference of the creation by the free-sacred, free-choice of the Extrohan cause. The dead are now living in the physical plane talking like the winds do while dancing their way between bamboo leaves that form an arc of the quarter moon in the half light of the sun.

“Weng gathia wun guvra vhi

 Weng gathia woan mui trasu

 Nui tra dhip nui tra geth

Nui tra wajed vhi tak grivam” ( mantra lines absorbed from Noah)

Peace, Peace, Peace!

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Pic 2, Joy Roy Choudhury

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

Terrasuxa Qataz Eternal and Walking into the Promised Land

 

 

Terrasuxa Qataz Eternal, Samij Datta, 2012

Terrasuxa Qataz Eternal and Walking into the Promised Land 

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In the cross synthesis of time with consciousness

The stately noble lion is a direct heir to the throne

Stars bring us light as the tree bears its fruit

A congress of forces is stepping up to the parliament

The logic-gates are beta-alpha extrohan in the vigrahaman cause

Shepherds dance on Terrasuxa Qataz Eternal

Silver sun in the pool of Alblackica promised the land eternal tonight

And the rain left the footprints on the path that led to the dawn

Disappeared with the choric birds singing the anthem of immortality;  

Line in a shadow had a glow incarnating the whole of the cosmic parable

And as the earth trembled with fear it was the hour before the time in yime

When gods in their womb dreamt of a singular life in the dipole of a river

Truth of the Creation = Liva-truth (open-psychic-hyphen) function (8 : 8 = 4 : 4)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHAT IS TIME ASKED THE TIME IN A TIMELESS WAY! (The Alblackica Journey)

WHAT IS TIME ASKED THE TIME IN A TIMELESS WAY!

 The timeless way is the red dharma, the bazuta-swan of the Eisenstein that flies into the waters of the etheric sea with the multi-cloud fascination of the penumbra in the circle of the original unity; who flies with thee O Father of the lands? The tree is the cult of the primeval space, green as it looks in the broken hands of the meadows of grey earth, I have seen the Surya-rose horses drink from the Polynesian pools of an unupbraided innocence where Nicholas Roerich dreamt the savage cross in the genealogy of Lévy-Brühl, or in the alma-matter of an anthropologist who opened his book to revisit the first days when the moon’s octet was the lotus of a yellow sign in the wild rose of fashion, its perfume was diffused by the refraction of colors in the density of the mental primal-frame of Idaho.

Running with time, time asked the logocentric partners of a question-less identity, questions that are rough and blank,  through the mask of a painter not Stephen Dedalus but Lautréamont in the impossible barycentric heliograph of the zebra nails of spring; who else is going with you to the origin of origins if not Toulouse-Lautrec and the mannequin of the yellow Christ of Paul Gauguin? Alone with the letters in the Vitruvian cornices, the lines of poetry here are the defragmentation of a self of Artificial Intelligence: all without you and me, the life is a history of the shells in the cells and without the shells there is nothing much more to add on. Turn the wind into the energy of the sun and give waters back their lakes that you so much destroyed.

– Joy Roy Choudhury