Sri Ratha Yatra Festival 2018: Fluting Ethereal Vibrations Through the Membrane Gateways…Jay Jagannatha

Tarakeswar-Rath-Yatra-2018-Poster

Sri Siksastakam

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ceto-darpana-marjanam bhava-maha–davagni-nirvapanam
shreyah-kairava-chandrika-vitaranam vidya-vadhu-jivanam
anandambudhi-vardhanam prati-padam purnamritaswadanam
sarvatma-snapanam param vijayate sri-krishna-sankirtanam

 

The Chariot of Jagannatha moves

Etching on its way the beautiful landscape- the pixelated cities with mountain of lights

Surging under the vast canopy of an overladen sky        Sri Caitanya Maha Prabhu with Lord Jagganatha

Hands raised illuminating the sun

The body’s swirling movement invoking the phases of the moon    Sri Balaram and Sri Krishna

And the dance regenerates life

Fluting ethereal vibrations through the membrane gateways

Honeyed by the sound of the conch across the spiral galaxies

Time is a figure distilled by the thoughts

A motionless poise is an entry to temple of eternity

There mind exits and flowers sail over the body

Making it the garden of surrender

Graced by the transcendental eloquence of the para-brahman

It is the source that you ought not seek            Maha Lakshmi

Seeking is the falsehood that duality promises

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namnam akari bahudha nija-sarva-shaktis
tatrarpita niyamitah smarane na kalah
etadrishi tava kripa bhagavan mamapi
durdaivam idrisham ihajani nanuragaha

 

 

Jagganatha Subhadra and Balarama

Lord Jagannatha, Mother Subhadra and Lord Balarama (R-L)

In a state of bliss the chariot moves without moving

Chanting frequencies of cosmic love

That mysteriously dawned upon the human brain

Centering at the heart

Childlike and innocent

It may read the scriptures backward in time

Or, may look at the tears of shooting stars

In a playful forest of singing damsels and gods

Reach out for the hand that touches you from within

The peace bestowed is everlasting and green….

Jay Jagannatha…….

OM MAA……

-J

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Retrocausality and the Return Car Festival: The Strange Charm Ways of the Quark-Anti-Quark Digesis of the ‘Uhurupa’ (Tat Twam Asi – gratyu self 1/2 integer spin)

Srila Prabupada and Allen Ginsberg

Srila Prabupada and Allen Ginsberg

 

The Retrocausality and the Return Car Festival: The Strange Charm Ways of the Quark-Anti-Quark  Digesis of  the ‘Uhurupa’ (Tat Twam Asi – gratyu self  1/2 integer spin)

Thoughts weaving thoughts making senses           

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Subhadra Folk Art Orissa

Lord Jagannatha Lord Balarama and Devi Subhadra Folk Art Orissa

Poetry interweaving fabric of space time bending

Events occur, concur in a landscape of uhurupa

This cosmic multiverse is uhurupa

It’s the bhiksha-patra of the being

All existence confined to uhurupa

It projects out of it, void and substance

After a long hard day, the uhurupa earned the sky and the rains

Then the sea and the rocks

Then land and shores, gravel and sand

Then a nestling branch, timber and flutes

All that he earned by begging and begging…

The sun closed its eyes,

Evening paroled the swiftness of its rhythm

Is it now time to go back home?

Is there anyone at home?

Form gave formlessness

Substance emptiness

Uhurupa was the absolute answer

It’s the bhiksha patra of all beings

It carried on its shoulder the meaning of all things

It’s the literal landscape of the evolutionary enlightenment

From Buddha to Aurobindo – all a point on this begging bowl

You beg with yourself and earn some points                                                                           

Buddha Bowl 1883 Lithograph Calcutta Museum Source The Times of India

Buddha Bowl 1883 Lithograph Calcutta Museum Source The Times of India

Inhabit a dot space in this grand exo-architecture

But only with and within yourself – that’s the key to this trade de equality

Someday you earn a bowl of rice

Other days your skin is burnt like the sun

And you jump into the river like a log of wood

Become boat on a river

Feeling free

Verse like

A positron backwards in time

Touching mountains of past and deserts of eternity

And the wilderness that you confront is there…

I am speaking to you from the xon-co-rupa

Everything you see is me

It’s the uhurupa …dancing in uhurupa to become the uhurupa

Here…there, everywhere

Just beg within yourself the true light of destiny                                

Jim Morrison in Mexico circa 1969

Jim Morrison in Mexico circa 1969

May the bowl give you the substance you need

And love to feel the Absolute

May the power reside in your words and transform and heal

The rainbow sneaks through the clouds

‘’ It’s the time that has come again’’

                     

 – J

 

 

 

 

TIME INCORPORATED CIRCLE OF TRUTH EATING AS THE RED HIBISCUS AND TALKING TO THE RIVERBEDS THAT FED IT WITH THE LIFE-FORCE OF EXISTENCE: CONSCIOUSNESS IS PER DECRA JAZIX BLISS ON UNICROSS MATTER OF SAN-ZAN VAN INFINITY WORSHIP

1377-3177 Boxet, Samij Datta, 2012

TIME INCORPORATED CIRCLE OF TRUTH EATING AS THE RED HIBISCUS AND TALKING TO THE RIVERBEDS THAT FED IT WITH THE LIFE-FORCE OF EXISTENCE: CONSCIOUSNESS IS PER DECRA JAZIX BLISS ON UNICROSS MATTER OF SAN-ZAN VAN INFINITY WORSHIP

Consciousness-Analogue

In a thousand mile of arid land the eye of the man and the lion on a boat

Seven headed Jagganath on the turmeric sea of white sands

Seven close to eight on nine to ten then zero again without the one

To open the unlocked doors of the hidden kingdom of immortals

A spade of blue turquoise running across the caves of time

A lost chapter in the creational book was reading itself through the magnified meca vision

Some grow old as young others look at the sky in disbelief

Some saw the golden flakes burning like a vast ship in the everlasting space of infinity

Turbulence was not an offence but an offering to cleanse the soul

Gods look to gods to purge themselves and man looks towards the sea

The fruit was bearing the hibiscus adder in the poison of death

Its sting was the injected needle that etherised the mountains and the deserts

Atacama folded in the Taklamakan Gobi and stretched into the sub-Saharan terrain

Inside the reptilian bond the stars of the Erasmus faded into the sunshine of xyro-sun

Christ was annihilated on bed of the rocks to bear the language of the river-songs

Words walking into words as tau on lepton and gluon

Tara tera tara xivo-xivo utrath mekav ryto blomin

In the streets of Shigatse there are no gods

Not even the signs that dangle the desire of man

The tanks are buried deep into the heart of the primordial alter

Beware, beware that time is just coming soon.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

The Lord is the Vessel of the Unmanifest-Hymn to Transform Dark Energy into Pure Consciousness and Light

Lord Jagannatha Patachitra (Orissa, India)

The Lord is the Vessel of the Unmanifest-Hymn to Transform Dark Energy into Pure Consciousness and Light

Consciousness-Analogue

There is a unitary oneness code within the vowen-supratohentim supramental

It selects the Azent mode horse-grammar cyclone

Rivers courtyards are filled with rivers and the sun is an old man ferrying boats

Everything else is silent but wakeful

Full of hope and praise for this earth and its men

Jagannatha in Alblackica worships the painting of Hurhiman

Man is man in the Brahman of Shakti

That flowers the social hymn of a common understanding

Knowledge is a virtue not a class differentiator

Rare is the intelligence fit for the cup of original ecstasy

Aquanto uhinmrang…looking through the mirror gaze of Jean-Cocteau   

I see myself in the past of its present coming from the future of time

Rocks roll as the chariot moves across pure deserts of Xan Infinity

Worship the second that bears your name so one day it may hold the cross of your destiny

Forever Love Life Light anon!

– Joy Roy Choudhury

SAVE OLIVE RIDLEY SEA TURTLES IN ORISSA

 

 

The Sap-Bud Focal Hymn of Nature R=r/R Towards a Universal Social Consciousness in Matter-Truth Table

The Sap-Bud Focal Hymn of Nature R=r/R Towards a Universal Social Consciousness in Matter-Truth Table

Consciousness-Analogue in a Dialogue

The flower is the nectar of the tree

Mind-yeast fermentation yields magic numbers of the super-fast agent of light particle-carriers

Grammar is the logic-boat of argumentative process, anti-grammar is empty

The ships sail through Methuselah, Jagannath in Alblackica domain

The lord is the lord of the sand-particle in the boat-mesons of the aborigines

“Where Alph, the sacred river, ran…”

Alpha omega virtues of the time in zime give red earth some rain

Coal splinters are the clock in the cyclones of infinity

Yime-horse running on space-field grace-built structure

6971>T<1769 6 words in August make the Nepoleon

Tat Sat Adi Om

Brahman is Brahman the magic particle in elementary prosody

Racine wrote tragedy of man that is humus to the plants        

And plants are flowers in the existence of consciousness

In the plabintim-circuit of the creation, the stone was a task-force of resurrection.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Picture/West Sikkim, Joy Roy Choudhury

“Where Alph, the sacred river, ran…”, Kubla Khan, S. T. Coleridge

Artwork, Samij Datta, 2012