141st Birth Anniversary of Sri Aurobindo, 15th August 2013: The Supramental Riders of the Coming Time (2013 and beyond…) and the Spiritual Transformation of Earth as Envisaged by Surya-Savitri

Sri Aurobindo: The Triple Transformation

Sri Aurobindo: The Triple Transformation

141st Birth Anniversary of Sri Aurobindo: The Supramental Riders of the Coming Time (2013 and beyond…) and the Spiritual Transformation of Earth as Envisaged by Surya-Savitri

the watiz-rider gave light to darkness 

the watiz-rider was the light

the watiz-rider on light as light was the watiz-rider

9 pre-tat agni birat tat adi satya

matter is de-self gratiyu (9.9 less 1)

many (untouched -formless) gave One (the supreme-unmanifest) the form of many forms 

From circle the square earned the rectangle in the hand of a point called the straight line (the sun-lit path to eternity)

Divine Mother/Symbol

Divine Mother/Symbol

I

Awake the inconscient in its primal self

The first flower, the tree

The waves that fathom the rocks

The rainbow in the skies

All conversing with a universal field of intelligence

Beyond any material logic and perception

There is a free way to connect with the Creatrix’s mind

There is a free way to connect with the truth;

Thy heart shall blossom the lotus of light

Thy sun shall harvest the lunar incantations of the Adi-Purusham

When time becomes invariable then you freeze into eternity          KrsnaThe Blue Lord

 

A frame of dynamic static points- immobile, vast and constantly pure

Shall you not reach that everlasting shore?

Touch that light of liberty and freedom?

By shedding your bondage with the past exhausted habitual resources?

Look beyond into the future; gaze into the self-hood of imagination

Past recedes into present becomes the being of time-incarnation

Error is the mind’s cause for a greater effect awaiting

Sleep no more on the granules of ignorance

The riders are coming…

This world is the supermind’s birthplace

The peacocks are dancing in the woods; the play is yet to begin

Nestled in nature’s rhythm on every leaf and bud

Seasons resonate with tidal rivers

Speaking with Ganges, Nile, Yamuna and Mississippi

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

Jim Morrison: Lords and the New Creatures

Embracing every colour till you see the white light

As an open page of the first book of creation

A joyous being to behold

A fire to reside on every curve

A child to speak of love undivided

And the hope of the coming time.

II

Time the old navigator of souls

Leads us into the sea

Their dreams confront eternity

From the eternal void the sound is born

Words came from silence of that

Matsya Avatar. one of the 10 Incarnations of Vishnu who protected Manu (Adam Kadmon, the first man) and the Seven Sages at the time of the Great Flood (Deluge)

Matsya Avatar. one of the 10 Incarnations of Vishnu who protected Manu (Adam Kadmon, the first man) and the Seven Sages at the time of the Great Flood (Deluge)

That it is unknown revealed as feelings

We are back on the shore playing the harp

Meanings reside beneath the sea

Beneath the lakes

Under monstrous mountains of etherized death

Mosaic mansions and merkabahs

Streets full of music

Gathering around a corner

Crowded dust of nothing brings rain

Rivers swallow the dead inhabitants

Dry sun pale in the womb

Knocks us down on the floor

We see through the Doors…

-Joy

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George Bernard Shaw and the Quantum Supercomputation Analogue: The Lateral Journey Through Star-Gates

 George Bernard Shaw, Monalisa, 2012

George Bernard Shaw, Monalisa, 2012

George Bernard Shaw, Monalisa, 2012

Two percent                                     

        of the people think,

Three percent

  of the people Think they think,

And ninety-five percent

 of the people would

rather die than

                Think.

–          George Bernard Shaw

 

“You see things; and you say, ‘Why?’ But I dream things that never were; and I say, “Why not?” – George Bernard Shaw (Back to Methuselah, 1921)

What is a premise to a thought if not a golden idea that is real but beyond grasp of the body?

Beyond the grasp of the body because thoughts are in-hiding in other thoughts beyond the physical domain

Body reconstitutes shapes and sizes but that too is relative

So, truth is not known in one plane of consciousness but from many planes of consciousness

We grapple with the surface normality of things – we live and die in that

But ultimate reality is not that – it’s that which is not known by our limited evidential knowledge

Everything we say or believe exists in some forms of reality

Dreams are faith integrals of our congruent non-locality in hyperspace

That too is reflective of man and superman

Man thinks of a another man who is HIM but not him

Who is HIM and not him?

Who am I?

I am George Bernard Shaw born in Dublin

I am not born in Dublin but in a cave on Mt Sinai

I am not born in a cave but in Altair or Cygnus

I am not from this earth but from Pleiades

Not from these stars or from satyrs

But from the sound of the eternal life-force

As if the strings are vibrating from that naught till there is no end or no beginning

Only thoughts act as a chalice to carry other thoughts and ferry them across

I am the boatman of several destinies from a red supergiant to a brown dwarf

In the rhythm I pilot the crafts so they supercede the speed of light

All light is absorbed by the darkness alone

So I can see there are no arms around I sing

No weapons or arson to drag us down

Only light cone emerging from the historical pentagon of the unfathomable stars

In the geometry of civilized divine perfection

In that order we make gods and gods make supergods and so on…

Man is an ant creeping like a spider in the jelly wire of light

Matchboxes can light a piece of paper not the sun

Let the true source be your origin from where you came down through many light years

It’s an old ancient time without the garden and the humming bees

I trod before that when truth was young in bed waking up to see the painted head of the old man

That was not me in Him but Him in his own self speaking to you

Smoking the laughter that rises to meet the end of the word

Silence rapture like clouds in the honest egg of a dream

And thoughts carried birds into the wilderness of the sky

The bearded rainbow gave them a sheltering nest

Look, you can see them too.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

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

The Bodhisattwa Tree of Shambhala Speaking to me about the Time-Zime Matter of the Future in Past: Perfect Evolution is the Cause of the Effect of a Massive Change that will occur in the Creation

 

The Bodhisattwa Tree of Shambhala Speaking to me about the Time-Zime Matter of the Future in Past: Perfect Evolution is the Cause of the Effect of a Massive Change that will occur in the Creation

(Red-shift of Destiny towards Blue-prime-Blue)

 

Blue-Prime-Blue, Shambhala/Olmo-Lung-Ring, Samij Datta, 2012

Consciousness-Analogue

Truth of what may come around in the circle of nano-infinity

Light haloed light reflects the pleasure of immeasurable meta-texts

Those who have swallowed time in the alpa-qubit-yoning space

Must have seen the mountains cry in the horizontal plane of the vertical time

Doppler Effect shift in the causal synthesis of matter from the kravotex-technology consciousness

Art thou man in the beauty of a high magnified vision

Can be the source of the perennial fire yet not the fire in the quasi-elements of the material existence

Bliss was in consciousness as consciousness was in bliss

Man’s errands are caught in a web-cam that truly directs memory bank evacuation

Blue is an essential colour of the peace embodiment; the candles too are burning in the deep

In the prayer is the analogue as in the analogue is a prayer that unwinds itself

Kali Pada Guha Roy walks on the beat of the honour of this promised land

Kali Pada Guha Roy is a quantum ambassador of the changeless mass-equilibrium with energy constants

Time’s doors are opening with possibilities the essence of which is unknown to man

The herb of intellect must satisfy the wonders of the soul’s anonymous voyages into the sun

Flowers inside the flash disk of the pentagram knows the annual solstice hours that come by

Soaring like an eagle the tree looks into itself seeking its own roots

Coal collects pastime of diamonds in the clay kiln of another birth

They too know that the coming hour is uncertain is very uncertain

Rosicrucians believed in some symbols of destiny; what do you believe in my friend?

Dark stairs of the flight are numbed by the anti-clockwise spirals

Two in two is not two but a dyad in a triad of Vigrahaman

In the light is the light from the eye of an owl

Push-back montage of time-reversals

The lost ship is now coming back.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Infinite Particle in the Mirror-Reflection on the Static-Dynamic Equilibrium of the Origin of Origins in the Meta-Trans-Evolution of a Boson at Anadiutsakendra

Thou art the hour cometh soon

Anadiutsakendra-2, Samij Datta, 2012

The Infinite Particle in the Mirror-Reflection on the Static-Dynamic Equilibrium of the Origin of Origins in the Meta-Trans-Evolution of a Boson at Anadiutsakendra: A Point is Incognito Time in the Eternal Spectrum (Geometric-Alpha Lens Cognition)

Consciousness-Analogue

Thou art findest the truth

Thou art unseen in the time-zime-yime of the shadowless light

Fulleth thou art with flowering of thy bliss – verse of Mahakal-Mahakali on translational acceleration-z

Entrovit time qubit grip-zone of cellular conscious involution

Half line of a river is the faith-extrohan of the supramental cause of a being

The boat ferries the ferryman in the Noah of the quarttrocento curve

In the vak-utrit-ritam-yellow-juan-uman-rose leaf                         

The grass bends, the wind hulls and the mountains are pilgrims in the alblackica night

The moon is a half-illuminated 6-anna copper coin on a universal-xollar consciousness

To drink the light of the feather, fair thou art instilled in rhythm-matter of freedom

Determinants are dissolving quotients in the final awakened hour of the gods drinking wine

Trasiv-intelligent mind is the aksolute on amsolute of the divine consciousness per hachinto yoching

Art thou benign time in the self-embodiment of the kratos

Let the sun be the sun as a minor-star in the zebra-documents of Savitri

Yaya-chakra-chintamani-yaya in the stone-ether circle of Shambhala

Trasiv is traniv is trasiv

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Right- God Particle : Higgs Boson or N.H. Particle?

Source: Financial Express, http://www.thefinancialexpress-bd.com/more.php?news_id=136804&date=2012-07-17

 

Cosmic Signs of Consciousness within Random Quadruplex Time in the Memory Card of Wealth-Cross Syndicate

QUINWING A, Samij Datta, 2012

Cosmic Signs of Consciousness within Random Quadruplex Time in the Memory Card of Wealth-Cross Syndicate (Time 6.88 RR -Years > 9.889 K)

Consciousness-Analogue

Within a symmetry of stars the logic of dissimilar numbers

Connected in a thread and operating in a space

Their logic-gates are reasons harvesting intuition

The desire of the left to be the right and vice-versa

Up-down in a hollow tube speechless and fine

The car is not tyres but a mobile transit of consciousness

From distance point A to B, the mind is the first quantum-magnetocraft

With a dog as his friend in the journey through life

The mountains are frozen umbrellas used by the cats on a sunny day

They are mistletoes of spring on a Japanese Friday

The lights are still gazing at the hills in the last trace of the sun

And the old man is calling his sheep from the point on a table where the kitchen fork etched a circle

Back in the garden, time was her play thing in the nomadic land of Alblackica.

The Optical Measurements of the Zachariahan Line in the Time Solvents of Alblackica

Signs from Ziwi-Starship, Samij Datta, 2012

The Optical Measurements of the Zachariahan Line in the Time Solvents of Alblackica

Consciousness-Analogue

The macroscopic view of the unmanifest super-numeral hymn

In the egg-caziz of dream inside the Ziwi Starship from Sirius

The mono isomers are dancing around the cross

Synthesis takes the ark into the paradise of the mind

Silence deciphers the meaning of words that make time-truths relevant

And time is consciousness in the higher epiphany of the vertebrates

Erect and lofty in the thoughts he drowned himself in the hyperspace

Where all are different and one, A knows the liquid refraction in B through every kinesis in C

C and D are floating-pairs in the glaciers of Ararat   

High vacuum mono-atomic polymers are harvesting time with consciousness

And as she opened her windows, the mountain became the seizing force in her room

Left her with the light in the arms of Alblackica over a skyline dotted with the ceremonial stars

ad majorem Dei gloriam (3x)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Photograph, From Pemayangtse Monastery!

The Pagan Orb of Isaac’s Sacrifice to the Red Matter Justice of Law-Arm Coat/ Cross with Time on Consciousness is Yime-Zatter Macrocosmic Apocalypse

Pagan Orb, Samij Datta, 2012

The Pagan Orb of Isaac’s Sacrifice to the Red Matter Justice of Law-Arm Coat/ Cross with Time on Consciousness is Yime-Zatter Macrocosmic Apocalypse (Ganges is Nile in the Eye of the Seer)

Consciousness-Analogues

Zatter is the next Nile-door paradise of matter

(anti-matter is empty)

From the cross-syllogisms of unitary time, man has perfected his imagination

He grows as a child learning the instrument he has to play

In the polymath temple of Light-Matter-Consciousness-Matter, wealth is the supra-physical equation of wisdom/vir-ham

Vigrahaman in ancient Vigrahaman

Intelligence offers her the beak-mind of surrender, rule of 8 over 9

She had black tea-rose when the sun was falling from the stars over Yerevan   

And as the kettle made the hissing sound in the spring afternoons

The smoke bent over time to become the orb of her wings

Constant she revisited earth like rain over Ganges

Lapping the snow crags over the Gangotri glacier

To time was the time the child of her consciousness

Reaping the sowing seeds of his ancestor’s grain

Alblackica meditating on blue-heaven Alblackica,

Gave innumerable creators in the x-matrix of alpha creation

Anon! Let the work be the truth of the force that works.

– Joy Roy Choudhury