Tribal Art, West Bengal, 2011
The White Stone Images of the After-Light Years in the Free-Will Destiny of Sacred Time in the Alblackica Hours ‘if it were a dream’!
Consciousness-Analogue
Image intercepts images from signal-bound destinies
Raven-rod sparkle the white-dwarf star
From Shambhala to Tibet to Sikkim to South 24parganas, time’s winged-horse pulls its chariot
Om adi om adi-om-adi-chintamani link up matter with true conscious illumination
Hevaya-factor reduced by 1, analogous to motion at rest in motion
Changes reconstitute the new order
Alpha finale of the grand alala
Awakened from the inconscient sleep in a well of waters
Nag-Swarpa saw time’s axis holding the Chalice in the mouth of the great ocean
Tat-terra-rawat-rawat-un-uni-univham
Son of Man rises from the sea
Words are token adjectives prepossessing nouns in a verbal dialogue
Words are annihilated matter in a crucible of dust
Let the mind bear the terrible light coiling into darkness and into further realms of light-after-darkness
Lines are assimilation of dots in a free space of free-sacred-free-choice
Rivers are talking to the sand dunes, language loves its metaphors
Imaginative qualia before self-dissolution is higher than creational-alpa-Qubit space
Rome in the sarcophagus is the Egypt in San Francisco via train-ether in Shambhala moon domain
And as the Sun shivers in the radioactive lake of the occult stone, the virtual is transposed on the super-real inflammatory matter of justice-light – Thou Art the Sacred Equivalent Food of Micro-Meca-Species
Apples of Cravux Moksha brought gifts to the mother-earth towards undifferentiated light
I am not I in the anti-I of I to become the I in Anti-I of I
Logic-loop gates are closed, reason is a brisk walk before death/The Apocalypse
Rosy summer awaits the April showers to carry the fallen leaf into the autumn of the winter
And winter is Janus-Opahim Matter of Alblackica in Alblackica
Nadir buk chire rasta sagar mohonay khuje pay prachin prachuryya
Akasher parichay patre lekha achhye tar katha
Sajher alo jakhan sesh takhon samay anadiutsakendrer ei ek path
Macher jale dhara dey kato tara, uki jhuki mere dekhe ar bale “This is the true Primeval Space”- in the after light of darkness when light drank the poison of the earth, she gave her a child who was the Man in the stone as the fire raising his will to meet the impossible possible in the retrograde coordinates of this undefined creation.
Time moves in her own sweet way, her will is the power to meet the future equation of existence-consciousness & bliss
– Joy Roy Choudhury
Ref: Jupiter cheers up the Lonely Star http://astrobob.areavoices.com/
Boxet-18, Samij Datta, 2012Chin