Why do Numbers Disappear in the Wormholes? The Conscious Qualia in the Memory of PI-Day and Einstein’s Alblackica Birthday

PI-Day Art II, Samij Datta, 2012

Why do Numbers Disappear in the Wormholes? In the Memory of PI-Day and Einstein’s Birthday, 14th March 2012

Consciousness-Analogue

Why do numbers disappear in the wormholes, minds disappear running into the heart of Alblackica the wave function is a retro-causality of the pi via the vambin-clock of Einstein; to theta is theta the cosine articulation of Blakean premise in the Book of Thel: “Does the Eagle know what is in the pit,

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod,

Or Love in a golden bowl?”

Love can be put on the golden bowl if the consciousness PI carries the relative dynamic yuvik system of the dromos dero into the sunny-side up of Alblackica; Yuwaziya was once the king of ancient France who carried the crow-fabled stick of hypnotic spells to bring enlightenment of evolution into the decra-cubic space of the polymerase;

Red-Waziz Izwa in the hour of the mountain-ride saw Moses of Ten Commandments captaining the ship into multiverses beyond; where is he going again through the dark hole into the lambine light of the bright star-shaped fields; merry were the days looking into the sun hymning with the lamb and the tyger, Jacob Boehme once told Pythagoras about the fire-mystery and the free-will gift in from future to the past through the many transfusions of time to reach night of 14th March.

Reminiscing today at that night, the rivers can say that eternity is not beyond the reach of man as he himself is riding the horse on eta-eta-infinite space into san-zan-van-infinity.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

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Standing In the Memory of π-Day, 14th March 2012 & 133rd Birth Anniversary of Albert Einstein

PI-Day Art I, Samij Datta, 2012

Standing In the Memory of π-Day, 14th March 2012 & 133rd Birth Anniversary of Albert Einstein

Consciousness-Analogue

Ancient serpent of the ancient race coiled around the sun with grace was golden and crimson with its head , with its hood in dusk sea-bed of trapezohedrons calling the day as prima-matra of pi calls Einstein by the voice-over-phone on the page and many other illuminated souls from Acrux, Deneb and Altair and from Sirius, Pollux, Cygnus and Vega to join the annual congregation on 14th March for a feast in the woods to line the sacred thread of the heliograms in the α, β-consciousness of the extrohan’s extrohan. Numerals mean nothing or something depending on the mind’s alignment it’s electrostatic convergence with the ultramarine life, with the unified principles of beauty, love peace and free-sacred-free-choice because all these tend to wrap within the perimeter of the circular-wavicle, like a dance they atomize the chromatin-network and genetically transcript the Firebird ballets de cour in us because as the rainbow read itself to the Indians of the Canyons, when the Eagles flare up in the sky the red-wood tree in Sierra Nevada is dancing like a friend of some distant stars in the windless Seattle of Alblackica afternoons.

Rope, dance, tree, serpents and light

A divine candour permeates the scene

A rough day hands thee on the gleaming waters of the Hudson Bay

Walking with Wittgenstein in the peace emerald space domes of crazy nothings

Found Camden to be a lonely place without the poet and his muse

Leaves of grass gazing at the hollow in the moon’s perigee

Time has passed with Achilles and the Hadron colliders

Some may remember happy birds nestling in the trees

Others are not obliged to drink or think or to rhyme or to play

In the South Seas of Hermann Hesse, the ferryman is singing reyam-yam-klaki-kalki-yatashta (1-1-1)

In the non-yrast nuclear spectra, the diffused denominations of Alblackica letters are the road-fire-sign-storms of glory, adiabatically expanding in time-optimization curvatures of free-space domains, transferring the energy between nanostructured gold plates and accumulating aeons of light-time-years spin bath in the eye of the neutrino hymning prayers to the sun, earth, octazimtod and dexanvucas.

Higgs Boson > reca -8- Higgs Boson – 66 m/n

(g –NESA-b-NESA-k-NESA)

Vector tail free state scalar boson drath (Higgs Boson)

Higgs (His Instinctive Green Gravity Surrendering) boson (Before Others Self Offering Nothingness)

This is Brahman (Entire-creation-Entire)

–  Joy Roy Choudhury

To celebrate 14th March, 2012 which is Pi-Day coinciding with Albert Einstein’s 133th Birth Anniversary, I have put here some musings by my physicist friend Nilanjan Chatterjee.

Gematria and PI-Day and Einstein’s Birthday: 14th March, 2012-03-13

BIRTH-DAY = TRUTH = 87

JANMA-SUTRA = 39+79 = 118

EPR-PARADOX = 39+79 = 118

I AM EINSTEIN = 9+14+95 = 118

WONDERFUL = 118

All are Wonderful as He in Him, From Many we came as Innumerable Ones!

ALBERT EINSTEIN

Born: 3-14-1879

Adding Numbers:

3+1+4+1+8+7+9 = 33

Died: 4-18-1955

Adding Numbers:

4+1+8+1+9+5+5 = 33

PI-DAY = 25+30 = 55

Therefore, question asked:

Did he die in ’55 ?

Reference Paper: EPR-Paradox

” Can quantum mechanical description of Physical Reality

be considered Complete ? ” [1935]

As Nilanjan understands, the above paper contains Occult Ethereal Beauty.

His gematria shows him the door- Occult Ethereal Beauty (74-74-74)

The Questions as Asked by the Brahman Observer to the Relative Quantum-A-Quantum Observables while Detecting Multipartite Entanglement in Many Body Systems in the Speechless Preamble of the Alblackica Mind

Quantum Entanglement, Pi-Day Art, Samij Datta, 2012 (Digital Media)

The Questions as Asked by the Brahman Observer to the Relative Quantum-A-Quantum Observables  while Detecting Multipartite Entanglement in Many Body Systems in the Speechless Preamble of the Alblackica Mind

Consciousness-Analogue

Yes, Pythagoras planned it. Why did people stare at blank faces on the wall, their empty harmony shedding snake-skins for the final metamorphosis at the hour of the naked light when gods in their embryo were dreaming of skies in the pentagonal mirror of mirrors, thin-laced and multifoliate, with electromagnetic Casimir energy of the passing clouds’ Bose-Einstein condensate? Are you still dreaming on the fantasy world of Warhol’s pragmatic energy, spinless and absolute, on the binary, tetra-binary defragmentation of particles in the helio-static motionless pyramidal space having Yukawa potential with arbitary angular momenta? Those are the questions you didn’t answer nor did Demosthenes in the ancient Greece; entangled forever within the mother-centric proverbial Keaton, the host is the ancient functional trapezoid of the morning moons, levitating and gyrating in the cosmic parable of Yeats.

To them, the light was the undifferentiated union of Alblackica rivers: Mississippi and Ganges, Yamuna and Volga, and Cauvery and Vistula and Congo flowing as they accelerate within the time-defined containers of Mazuvont and Baquytra, they belong to the tribes and the herdsmen whose lost forgotten fruits were once the source of the Sun-in-Savitri in the Valeloluva hymn of the Alps and the Himalayas. The Meru in Meru is the meditating mind of the empty self of 0, 1 and time- speechless coordinates pull silence to its bark as the tree gives shelter and life after aeonic years of mind- split in Mesozoic pro-Keratin tablets of word- rhythms that try to find their source in the ocean-accelerator of multipartite entanglement in many body systems finding their own freedom in the san-zan-van-worship of infinite- liberty.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Opening line “Pythagoras planned it. Why did the people stare?” – excerpt from W. B. Yeats’ poem The Statues