The Art of Restorative Healing by Witnessing: Subject Order Sound Emergence from ‘OL-MO-LUNG-RING’

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Rinchenpong Monastery, Sikkim copyright Joy Roy Choudhury

* The Ascrean poet affirms that high mountains were created by Gaia, or the Earth, for the purpose that they might be the loved abode of the gods. (Hesoid, Theogony)

Sacred Mountain Alters /Primal Face: Mt. Meru, Olympus, Asgard, Ararat, Horeb, Sinai, Zion, Olivet, ANCIENT TEOCALLI NEAR TEHUANTEPEC, OAXACA, MEXICO

“Again, Mahamati, what is meant by non-duality?

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Shirdi SAI, the Lord Dattatreya

It means that light and shade, long and short, black and white,

are relative terms, Mahamati, and not independent of each other;

as Nirvana and Samsara are, all things are not-two.

There is no nirvana except where is samsara,

There is no samsara except where is nirvana;

for the condition of existence is not a

mutually exclusive character. Therefore, it is

said that all things are non-dual as are

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Inside the Ralong Monastery  picture copyright Joy Roy Choudhury

nirvana and samsara. (Lankavatara Sutra)

BRAHMAN should not be sought as an objective reality, it

is to be realised in one’s own self .

The contentless consciousness of our own being or self

free from all superimposition of body and the mind, is BRAHMAN.

The 5 sheaths or kosas are modifications of the elements,

born to die and are known to be different from “I”-

the Pure Self.

The Self is beyond all modifications,

unborn, immortal  and the witness of all.

‘The higher form of meditation is therefore considered to be meditation on the principle of sound (nada) which is symbolized by the sacred syllable AUM, a syllable said to include all possibilities of speech since it is made of a guttural, a labial and a nasal sound, all other sounds being unavoidably contained within this triangle”.- (Alain Danielou)

{Ol -unborn

Mo- undiminishing

Lung-prophetic words

Ring- everlasting compassion of Tonpa Shenrab

OL-MO-LUNG-RING}

If your feet have danced

Kalida in between the Lights

Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy in b/w the Lights

And your hands have waved

You are awake to the tune of the Lord

That moment of clarity is time phenomenal

Reacting on its own (Olmo-lung-ring)

With the luminous scriptures of the soul

Magically interwoven with the life-force

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Doling Monastery picture copyright Joy Roy Choudhury

Giving rise to the density of presence

Appearing apparently real

From the formidable void of a super-luminal absence;

He saw the Dharmarajika stupa

The circular shrine, the apsidal shrine

All that lay scattered everywhere

The burning of alphabets

The crucifixion on the stone

Only touched by the wind

And the rain

Or embalmed by the fire

That moved the cradle to-and-fro

In the destiny of the womb

Where silence is churned

And speech made erect

And blind given the vision to see

The sky’s colourful rainbow

On the edges of the golden bowl

The grass bowl, the rice bowl

Humming with the beautiful monarch butterfly

Or with the skipper or the whistler

The chestnut-bellied nuthatch looked up

Climbing the branches of the pine

It must have recognized

The summer’s pawn on the sleeves of the cloud

Makes merry the rain, clear and loud

Falling with its eternal belongings

Where the river knows the way….

-J

 

The Great Gate is Now Wide Open: 21st February, 2016 – Celebrating Divine Mother’s Birthday and International M-O-T-H-E-R Language Day

Mirra Alfassa

The Divine Mother in Japan            Tibetan Mandala with Sanskrit Mantras in Concentric Circles by Carl Jung

 

All atoms are made inside the sun by thy Will

There are vibrations that compacted and expanded

These are open dance signatures of the great cosmic mandala

They come from the Void and manifest their form

How sweetly they sing and sadly they disappear

Beyond all these there is stillness

That pervades the motionless track of all existence

Perfection and imperfection exist in a plane of simultaneity

We need to go beyond….

Bright nothing where you void the void

There eternity exists as manifestation starts

Look deep inside

………..Take the Skull in your hand…

The universe exists as a pulse only in your mind

The Mother with the Children in Pondicherry

Divine Mother will Children in Pondicherry

You are the inevitable source of everything

The arch of the rainbow that bridges heaven and earth

‘A BLIND GOD IS NOT DESTINY’S ARCHITECT;

A CONSCIOUS POWER HAS DRAWN THE PLAN OF LIFE,

THERE IS A MEANING IN EACH CURVE AND LINE.

IT IS AN ARCHITECTURE HIGH AND GRAND

Beggar-Singer with Hound, Yuan Dynasty, 1271-1368, Hanging Scroll, Ink and color on silk, 76.5 x 36.2 cm, Museum for East Asian Art, Cologne.

Beggar Singer with Dog, Yuan Dynasty circa 1271-1368, Hanging Scroll, Ink and Color on Silk, Museum of Asian Art, Cologne

BY MANY NAMED AND NAMELESS MASONS BUILT

IN WHICH UNSEEING HANDS OBEY THE UNSEEN,

AND OF ITS MASTER-BUILDERS SHE IS ONE”.

Name or form apart from the substratum is the maya

So, the wise sage Aruni tells his son Svetaketu:

“That which is the subtle essence- in IT all that exists has its self.

It is the True, It is the Self. And thou, O Svetaketu, art It”.

Atyachetonar stare paripurno lekhak

Matri bhasay nirvak pran

Lekheni se kichuoi

Shekheni se kichuoi

Sudhu pran bandanay

Se awhowan kare pran

Neither time is nor its not

Only eternal awakening

At this moment

French Actress Sarah Bernhardt as Hamlet Examining Yorick's Skull

French Actress Sarah Bernhardt as Hamlet examing Yorick’s Skull circa 1899-1900 London/Paris

Is all what we are and will be

And when you hear the birds singing

The passing clouds bring rain

And you dance like a drop in an ocean of spontaneity {Pure Function}

Because you know that nothing is left to you at this moment

But to have a good laugh;

Narrating children the tales of Tapovan

Where mystic oneness still prevails

Les Ruines D' Angkor Old Poster

Les Ruines D’ Angkor poster

Like the ordinary mind the Tao

Every day the river courses its way

To meet the ocean of bliss

‘May be, like the empty sky it has no boundaries,

Yet it is right in this place,

Ever profound and clear.

Colossal Black Hole Is 12 Billion Times As Massive As The Sun

Artist’s Impression of a Colossal Black Hole Which is 12 Billion Times as Massive as the Sun

When you seek to know it, you cannot see it.

You cannot take hold of it,

But you cannot lose it.

In not being able to get it, you get it.

When you are silent, it speaks;

When you speak, it is silent.

The great gate is wide open to bestow alms.

And no crowd is blocking the way.’

 

-J

 

  1. ‘A BLIND GOD IS NOT DESTINY’S ARCHITECT…AND OF ITS MASTER-BUILDERS SHE IS ONE.’ -Savitri, Sri Aurobindo
  2. ‘That which is the subtle essence- in IT all that exists has its self.’-Chhandogya Upanishad
  3. It is the True, It is the Self. And thou, O Svetaketu, art It”.-Chhhandogya Upanishad
  4. ‘Like the empty skies it has no boundaries…blocking the way.’ – From Cheng-tao Ke translated by Alan Watts

119th Birth Anniversary of Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose:Transcending History by the Will-Force of Qui-Qui Supramental Shakti (Super-Implicate Ensembles)

Netaji

Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose: The Soul with the Golden Heart (Jay Mahakal)

In every heart there is a flame

black hole NASA

Black Hole NASA

It touches the tip of the golden sun

Honour thy spirit in that moment of bliss

To create and re-create the essential Reality,

Here and Now

Remainders of  the queen-plasma resonance from the cube-variable of the Averlon-Transcendence over the least power sensibility …naturally .project within itself  the kinematic happiness of   innumerable Domainless Dimensions, always waving towards the Gnapela-Powerl-Holcago {predestiny} through the self-propagating Soft-Point or  Zero-Point Energy paradox ).Life is full of Beautiful choices……. and in short this is the story of the equation e=mc(square)!

Akharer pratibedan samadhisto hayechey

Netaji 2

Netaji

Black spinning torque upon the universe              Tibetan Thangka… sacred Mount Kailash, Milarepa.
Chetonar pradip jwalchey
Neel himalaye
It is for the Absolute on the Absolute to the Absolute
From that nought to create binomials for relative existence
Time as in duration exists in the mind
And space-time too is a projection of the Mind
Sthir chitta nayan dekhe maha-kaler maha-swaroop
Time’s re-collective pastimes are over and dead
Future doesn’t speak
But you may find at this moment transcending all
And you enter now
By Mother’s grace
Far beyond supramental realities.
From Crechanhumpi to Vrekhanilo (sizeless Domains, creations)
It is moving with a dream on its back,……durga..durga!
Future is near when you touch the stone, Chintamoni!
-J

Reminiscences Of A Starless American Night In The Cold Neon Highways Scattering Truth Consciousness: Allen Ginsberg’s Howl and The Absolute Conformity of the Self

Allen Ginsberg Benaras 1963

Allen Ginsberg Benaras 1963

Reminiscences Of A Starless American Night  In The Cold Neon Highways Scattering Truth Consciousness: Allen Ginsberg’s Howl and The Absolute Conformity of the Self 

 

“We used to believe 

In the good ole days 

We still receive 

In little ways 

The things of kindness 

& unsporting brow 

Forget & allow

Did you know freedom exists 

Ina school book …

– Jim Morrison 

“I’m with you in Rockland

in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night”. – Howl by Allen Ginsberg, San Francisco 1955-56

If I am awake in those pavements

Received the light granted to me

If I am awake in those moments

By a sudden shiver that disentangled my brain from feelings

Reason didn’t persuade me to walk on waters

Nor did it profess to ensconce the sun on the spiral staircase

Then it looked utterly simple

This world, its maiden plump shadow and earthly odour

This body came out of a sensation

Invigorating the carcass with uranium sands

My nerves dangled with stars in profusion

Encircled a whole creation

A marble of plasticity that must explain the separation of superposition logic

Mixing sweat with lava and the charred bones of animal earth

A labour of the soul interpenetrating the elemental worlds

A play of inconscience with the superconscience

Anima Mundi entered the heart of the Heliospheres

An arrow spanning eons was shot from the quivering lips

It sprung words from the fountain of liquid time

Liquid because it obeyed gravity and didn’t think otherwise

And utterly innocent memories lapsed in the guise

Too wise to forget the vaporised dew on the face of things

That will clutter as raindrops on the shaligram shila

Nature’s precedents amplify the colors of a reminiscing spring

Like an old gramophone in the heart

It beat the desired vibration of subatomic chondrites

Louanimghor louvanimghor louhastreta soham

Poetry’s miniature in the formless attributes

Ever seeking words to manifest its new sign

Through the dilemma of stillness amidst the last action of the gods

The Supermind has descended on earth

And as they prepare the ceremony of the dead and the unborn living

From vrihat samhita sutras

The seven seers awake the child from their sleep

A time when the winds whipped the sea screaming:

Howl! Howl! Howl!

– J

 

PS: http://psychedelicsutra.blogspot.in

 

 

 

The Dance of the Supreme-Godhead: SIGNAL DAWN TESLA AND THE WEAK ELECTROMAGNETIC RADIATION (Q-K Ink DRIP)

 

Nikola-Tesla The Man Engrossed within His Elements

Nikola-Tesla The Man Engrossed within His Elements

HUMAN POTENTIAL AND THE MIND THAT CONNECTS WITH THE BODHI-CHITTA OF THE SUPREME-GODHEAD

“The gift of mental power comes from God, Divine Being, and if we concentrate our minds on that truth, we become in tune with this great power”. – Nikola Tesla

“They flash upon the inner eye/Which is the bliss of solitude…” – I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud, William Wordsworth

“Atoms and systems into ruins hurled/And now a bubble burst and now a world”. – Alexander Pope

“How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.” – Jim Morrison

 

The lateral point of all future vertices, the point of singularity on or above the event horizon

That manifests its being through a series of polymeric co-ordinates relative to itself

Is the reverberating pattern of the heart of all my stillness

The yugas are a life cycle spanning aeons of my existence

Pulsating in the perfect rhythm, the astral phoenix and the butterfly

Can reach out for a timeless journey of the self

The self is indestructible matter conforming energy from consciousness

The holy minstrels singing on the shore of the river of sorrows confirms pain as pleasure as they dwell in a thoughtless lapse of this journey

In the bull ring or at the Spanish conclave

Jim Morrison, 1970

Jim Morrison, 1970

At hilltops overlooking the sunset boulevard

Or at the rustic village where hay keepers dance around the golden moon

Each in his own way is connected to my source

When the glory of fancy withers like the rock

The cloud disappears and the sun is one great line of freedom and liberation

Through that envisioning experience you relieve yourself on the path of the golden divine

And history will fade soon like deserts wiping sands from old statues that fall

The new revelation is the cause for the final coming which is near

Goodbye!

-J

The Occult Power Behind the Mind and It’s Connectivity with the Sacred Trinity: Where Life Ends Life Begins -A Nocturnal Dream Playing in the Daylight of the Creation!

 

The Occult Power Behind the Mind and It’s Connectivity with the Sacred Trinity: Where Life Ends Life Begins -A Nocturnal Dream Playing in the Daylight of the Creation!

“Between the idea                                     

Lord Dattatreya as the Absolute Manifestation of Trikal-Trinity (Karma-Bhakti-Gyan)

Lord Dattatreya as the Absolute Manifestation of Trikal-Trinity (Karma-Bhakti-Gyan)

And the reality

Between the motion

And the act

Falls the Shadow

For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception

And the creation

Between the emotion

And the response

Falls the Shadow

Life is very long           

Between the desire

And the spasm

Between the potency

And the existence

Between the essence

And the descent

Falls the Shadow

For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is                                                                            

T. S. Eliot: The Occult Power Behind the Mind and It's Connectivity with the Sacred Trinity: Where Life Ends Life Begins -A Nocturnal Dream Playing in the Daylight of the Creation!

T. S. Eliot: The Occult Power Behind the Mind and It’s Connectivity with the Sacred Trinity: Where Life Ends Life Begins -A Nocturnal Dream Playing in the Daylight of the Creation!

Life is                         

For Thine is the…”

–          The Hollow Men, T.S. Eliot

 

“Androgynous, liquid, happy

Heavy

Facile & vapid

Weighed w/words

Mortgaged soul

Wandering preachers, & Delta Tramps

Box-cars of heaven                                                                          

Jim Morrison: For Thine is the Kingdom

Jim Morrison: For Thine is the Kingdom

New Orleans Nile Sunset”.

–          LAmerica, Jim Morrison

 

 Consciousness-Analogue

Immaculate as it seems

It’s not a paradox kept in a box

Energy revealed itself in sheets where time and space was not

A temple erected itself; it dissolved itself in singularity

A consciousness will-force was the power behind this

The leopards danced the mountains were signage of a green emblem

The lotus and the dragon entwined together, dreamt of a wild spark

Fire burning everything, fire in the hosanna splitting oceans in two

There was no road to that place there were no doors, no nothing

Absolute on the first step conquered it all

It was the beginning that had no end at all

It was beginning of no end

A strange feeling lost in a morning ether-shower

Smell of acacia and the grassy dawn that led to forever

I was awake when the sleeping worlds tossed their heads against the sky

In that light the darkness peeped like the suns and the stars

I fathomed creation from the alphabets that bore my skin

The horses grazing in the field looked up and down

The tide was coming surging in the distance

I had seen it all and had been through it all…

A flickering moment hasty like a motion was time of Kalki

And that was it all, nothing before or after

Lines repeated itself like a hymn and echoed in the primordial vastness…

In the transitory period, there prevailed an empty desire

Roots in the cyclotron were holding the flower for a psychic opening

These were conveyed to me by the Trinity from the temple of the everlasting day

If the heart can wait it weaves a dance that the point can know

And the point incarnates a liberating consciousness in spacetime

Though singularity is the result from which manifestation emerged

The psychokinetic Juwazit mind-consciousness was behind the formal scriptures of the creation

Rolling in the seas the waves knew each other gyrating about the lunar-suns

There I felt I was being born, being born out of something that was not me

Yet it was me all my being looking at myself though the mirror of time

I have passed the passage through the doors into that wide open olmo-lung-ring

Walking through time and eternity, I gathered myself in vacant lots.

-J

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                 

The Eternal Signs of the Coming of the Lord: Inside the Moment All Turned into the One-Equation of the Kalki (Grace Matter Link-up Spirit Dimensional Change)

Jim Morrison: Pages of the White Book/Children of the Eternity

Jim Morrison: Pages of the White Book/Children of the Eternity

 

The Eternal Signs of the Coming of the Lord: Inside the Moment All Turned into the One-Equation of the Kalki (Grace Matter Link-up Spirit Dimensional Change)

 

The tree the sun

Maha-Kali Yantra: Supraphysical Hidden Realities of the Hugh Everett's Many Worlds (Multiverses)

Maha-Kali Yantra: Supraphysical Hidden Realities of the Hugh Everett’s Many Worlds (Multiverses)

The bangle moon

The point of active conversion

The riddle within the point – the supreme junction

Creation comes from it breaking symmetry

Patterns of information stored within the interlaced zone of no-time virtual

Positive thinking leads to salvation

Intuit the para-brahman from vibratory frequencies of the heart

A clock in time saves nine

Becomes ten

And zero of no dimension at all

Eternal thought like a ripple makes time the mother of it all

Kali-Kali-Maha-Kali-Sacrament of Kalki

Harir Hridaye Chandra-Surya Maha-Samayer Abhirbhav

(In the Heart of Hari-purusha the sand clock moon nine of the Shambhala time/Exact curvature flip)

Blam blam blam kring kring hring

Fusion of stars and galaxies into chit-shakti: pure consciousness

He comes from that place where darkness is light of the eternal bliss

Point multitude time inversion dream-boat

The square of the triangle in the primal void gives love to everything

Pre-empt the void to get to the many Absolutes

The All-Absolute is the superposition of all that is and all that shall be

In her as in him as within the substance of quagmo-quas

He stands like a cross breathing over planes playing the melodious flute of the ‘many existence’

And the unknown is ever known in the infinite moment of a factorization by zero

He who sees knowth the truth of the riding horse coming soon.

-J

 

 

 

Adi-Tantra of the Big Wheel of Time in the Lunar Corpus Mundi: The All-Spinning Yidam of the Solar Cortex Manifesting at the Prime-Time-Space-Moment Before the Many Worlds

Hari Purush, Prabhu Sri Jagat Bandhu Sundar

Hari Purush, Prabhu Sri Jagat Bandhu Sundar

Para-Bandhu Prajñāpāramitā Besh/Circa 700-1100 CE: The Absolute Perfection of Transcendent Wisdom

Para-Bandhu Prajñāpāramitā Besh/Circa 700-1100 CE: The Absolute Perfection of Transcendent Wisdom

“Kriti matra hau,                   hari hita rau

                         atma shuchi uddharane

Ek tek tatra,                           bata ata bakra, 

                        e rakhan uccharane”

– Prabhu Bandhu Sundor, Chandrapat (The Descent of the Moon)

Adi-Tantra of the Big Wheel of Time in the Lunar Corpus Mundi: The All-Spinning Yidam of the Solar Cortex Manifesting at the Prime-Time-Space-Moment Before the Many Worlds

Yellow line diffusion green belt of chintamani

Continental plate-shifts ajax

Many a mile walking on the shore to see it happen

Already recorded in hyperbolic space

Chari dham, anek naam , maha-uddharan tal lila

Baje sankhya baje madol

Vishnu-Chakra-Ananta-Nag sesh dham parakriti

Para-Bandhu Prajñāpāramitā besh/ higgs non-dual virtual-wetra particle       

OM MA TRI MU YE SA LE DU: Heart Mantra/ Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Founder of BON

OM MA TRI MU YE SA LE DU: Heart Mantra/ Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Founder of BON

The end is soon the beginning is now

Within the circle the trapezium hosts the All-Conscient eye

With every word the decay is fast length absorption of the unknown energy

Silence of time swallowed the scriptures

Leaving the last mantric syllable of Hari

At the heart of the ocean the lotus sprung from His navel

Came out as the blind light of wave-avahom darkness                                         

Jim Morrison, 1968, Frankfrut

Jim Morrison, 1968, Frankfrut

Horse-seer of the ancient tree revisits the old temple of the timeless gods

Yida-nad, yida-nav, yida-ad-natha dancing on the pointless origin

Spinning around a circuit that generates anti-gravity motion at tremendous speed

Seconds worshipped at the pyramidal helix reveal the real world of possibilities

The stage now set belonging to the riders gliding past

The riders on the storm…

Conical glass vase kavi-kratu kalki

Desert sand yellow river moon

Swoon…

Hilltop optical gravitational lensing

Prime nodal erasure effect

– Joy

 

 

 

FROM TARA-TWILIGHT MERU TO THE AMERICAN NIGHT: A SYSTEM OF MULTIPLE TIME-CONVERGENCE THROUGH RADIAL-CRYSTAL QUARTZ FUTURE POETRY

“We live on an island surrounded by a sea of ignorance. As our island of knowledge grows, so does the shore of our ignorance”. 

– John Archibald Wheeler, American Theoretical Physicist (1911-2008)

“IT ISTHOUGHT AND FEELINGS THAT GUIDES THE UNIVERSE, NOT DEEDS”. 

– Edgar Cayce (1877-1945), American Psychic Practitioner, Spiritual Healer

CELEBRATION OF THE LIZARD  

Jim Morrison- An American Poet

Jim Morrison- An American Poet

Lions in the street & roaming

Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming

A beast caged in the heart of a city

The body of his mother

Rotting in the summer ground.

He fled the town.

He went down South

And crossed the border

Left the chaos & disorder

Back there

Over his shoulder.

One morning he awoke in a green hotel

W/a strange creature groaning beside him.

Sweet oozed from its shiny skin.

Is everybody in? (3)

The ceremony is about to begin.

– Jim Morrison

FROM TARA-TWILIGHT MERU TO THE AMERICAN NIGHT: A SYSTEM OF MULTIPLE TIME-CONVERGENCE THROUGH RADIAL-CRYSTAL QUARTZ FUTURE POETRY

Entex-Veman is the Bird-Lion constant of Time

Laser pax = apple-jerk on free torque spin

Xan-infinity drope-link = jolt-trab and its additional violence on huvak Slash pull corner-hyphen tale = Unmanifest (0.44499K) < Manifest (0.44972K)

Meta-cast swing = fral-fraho-frahi (matter is vatter on zatter)

I

A flight of birds

Sakyamuni/Vairochana Buddha, Denman Waldo Ross Collection

Sakyamuni/Vairochana Buddha, Denman Waldo Ross Collection

Suddenly disturbed thoughts

Man, mannequin and the ocean spirits

Lie saddled in the couch

The tiger’s empress lurking in the woods

Caves dug into the shore

The hollow shadow of light

Filters rich elements from the stars

Are you naked in the sun?

Your horse weeping, punished in the desert?

Slaughtered by the iron hands of some mad beast?

What cage is broken?

What prison reverberates with distant thunder?

What agony disturbs the spider’s web?

Kicking the dust on the grand road

The winds pick up the angel’s tear

Towers and monuments fall

Lord Vishnu, Indian Art

Lord Vishnu, Indian Art

Fall on the ground

Screech

Faint

Turquoise sea calling

The waves cooing through the hooves

Lavender bees of the moon’s memory

Turns leaf of the big banyan tree

Scribbles on it

The FLOWERING OF LOVE…

II

White snakeskin

10 Avatars of Vishnu, Lithograph by Raja Ravi Varma

10 Avatars of Vishnu, Lithograph by Raja Ravi Varma

Stars fading in the distance…

Coiled around the armature of the mind

It comes back to foresee the events

Adjoining lines ripple to the centre

Emanation of the hibiscus sun

Flowering its petals on the radiant surface of the sea

The chariot of the golden Lord descend on the waters

Cities that are cast in metals melt on a plate

A new dawn is awakening

Silent nights pass their tear on the shore

Many moons have breathed the moment of return

As many children are dancing in the forest hills

Wood, amber and the sap-green dew

Recognized the feet on the ground

Fluttering winds the grasses sing

Echoing around a violet ring

Just as the blue horizon of a strange magic shape

That makes the will to surrender an act of love

A time of divine forbearance has paved the way for eternity…

III

Lotus eyebrow single essence

Nestled in the grove

Lands of the great flood moonrise

Goddess Tara, the Compassionate one, Kulu, India

Goddess Tara, the Compassionate one, Kulu, India

Epic funerals of time past

Roads to eternity

Shall the horses feed the thistles and thorns?

The dying cows the dreadful desolation

Milk cheese bread boys, ginger girls

Cannot remember the songs of paradise

History’s prejudice have burnt the forests

Sages burning in ether’s prophecy

Heart to heart cannot speak alas!

Or speak, sing or dream like the baby crawling into the solar vestibules

Playtime ends, monsters sprawl the morning with an axe

Cutting the dead wood to reap harvest with hell

An energy is set loose who claims what that is question

Conquer the kingdoms enlighten the fools rule the economy

That is where we have come so far from our original destiny (home/Kaivalya-Dham/Satyam-Varam-Rupam)

Dim lights fading like the stars across many multiverses

No alien kingdom will protect this earth

We are manned to be unmanned by the threat of our own actions

Those who run high offices they know that the bell is rung

It’s just a matter of time, enjoy the long holiday!

– Joy

 

The Occult Path To The Vision of the Triple Sun: White Light Synthesis and Shambhala

ed Hawk 1908 North American Indian Photographer Edward S. Curtis Copyright Swann Auction Galleries

Red Hawk 1908 North American Indian Photographer Edward S. Curtis Copyright Swann Auction Galleries

“At the first flash of Eden, we race down to the sea

Standing there on Freedom’s Shore.

Waiting for the sun

Waiting for the sun

Waiting for the sun

Can you feel it now that the spring has come

And it’s time to live in the scattered sun”.

– Waiting for the Sun, 1968/Morrison Hotel, The Doors

Waiting for the Sun 1968 The Doors Elektra/Asylum Records

Waiting for the Sun 1968 The Doors Elektra/Asylum Records


"Well everybody's dancing in a ring around the sun 
Nobody's finished, we ain't even begun 
So take off your shoes, child, take off your hat 
Try on your wings and find out where it's at". - "The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)"- The Grateful Dead

Consciousness-Analogue

Sacred letters on the face of the sun

Periodic plasma protean self manifesting

Speaking of the coming energy

From the negative mass matter and void

Clockwork diagram rotating counterclockwise

Radiating the light of the yung drung kal

To this we offer the breath of our final prayer

As neatly as horseshoe magnet of the worm-hole drive

Contours of palaces pulsating on the ocean’s deep vortex

A fire in the mouth of the occult vision

Eyes resonate with the heart’s vital clay of wisdom

Lapiz lazuli finality of the river’s marmalade dream

Insane in wilderness of the ferric sunbeam

Choosing the moment’s anonymity of power

Golden verse prophecy of truth

Purge the hollow mind’s vertebrate brain

To regain the lost source of it all

In the multiple coplanar dimensions of time

Space shape changes

Bringing him to the willow and the greens

Water clear as stardust to drink and to clean

To give the child someway to live

A step beyond the bodily differences

Fire-water crystals make the new playground

Africa, do you hear the waters rushing in the arctic circle?

Do we hear the strange sound of winds passing through many portals?

Do we remember the past, invoke the future?

Islands submerge canyons blast the sky

We tear each other with words of anger and hatred

Lie beaten on the shore wrapped in the plenitude of that empty substance

Awakening is the only cause to save the world

And join the congregation

The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)

– Joy Roy Choudhury