Nikola-Tesla The Man Engrossed within His Elements

Nikola-Tesla The Man Engrossed within His Elements


“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



The Winged Time-Birds of Werner Heisenberg Sailing to Byzantium Through the Space-Grace Cars of Quantum-Alblackica

What Time Is It, Samij Datta, 2012

The Winged Time-Birds of Werner Heisenberg Sailing to Byzantium Through the Space-Grace Cars of Quantum-Alblackica (High-Xenon-High-Diesel-Harp)

The winged time-birds of Werner Heisenberg sailing to Byzantium asked itself the questions of quantum paradox from the seismic calendar that hangs on the walls of Shambhala; what art thou greater than the phoenix manifest within the Kalchakra of Tibet and be the new evolutive matter of Alblackica? In the tree, the tree is half the page of the moon eating the historical prejudice of one in the many for the many is the alternate light from which the one derives its own existence because quantum (plural) is the mother of consciousness (singular); from many we came as innumerable ones matter is wecra-wuhatrim-woawhitrobh (6657d-8843s-9976k) “to keep a drowsy Emperor awake;

Or set upon a golden bough to sing

To lords and ladies of Byzantium

Of what is past, or passing, or to come”.


In the symmetric minimal two-qubit state tomography, the arrow was the flashing sign of spectral horizons, multiple inviolate space cognizance possible in the flame of the Dovhajkakoithanivyatromatin; grace on grace is per decra grace on azex time flaxet bond Roman numerals XIV to XIV within the plaintive numerology of the world habitat of enlightened ones. To set the equation where it was, energy must be the crow sapping-poison of mud making the drinking fountains clean as the oceanic drop of pearl translating the informations communicated by entangled photon pairs in the grey-skull cupola of the morning rose chanting the hymns that bring mind to the stone and from the stone then to the sky to see the hybrid constellations that are spacecraft promulgations of consciousness coming down to the earthly race.

Tail-Fish-Wings Yat-Tat-Om 19-91-19-91 Prime-Time-Dimension Deneb


– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: W.B Yeats poem ‘Sailing to Byzantium’.

The Momentum of the Evolving Mind in the Devcasur Polymer of the Revolving Alblackica Domain-Specific Consciousness of the Free-Sacred-Free-Choice

Boson-Fermion in Delta Cubic Spacecraft, Samij Datta, 2012 (Digital Mixed-Media)

The Momentum of the Evolving Mind in the Devcasur Polymer of the Revolving Alblackica Domain-Specific Consciousness of the Free-Sacred-Free-Choice


Memory plays a game within the quantum-a-quantum loop, the chirality and angular momentum in optical high density radiations are transferrable digits stored in the neuro-optical fibers as adaptive consciousness. David Hume once said, “the science of man is the only solid foundation for the other sciences” and what are other sciences if not  the spokes of the wheel of time that confines itself within space and beyond space-time convergence of matter and spirit and matter within spirit and spirit within matter. That point fiddles with the diameter of the creatrix and studies the reshaping resonance of bosons and fermions in high probabilistic interactive frames; the cat sleeps in the afternoon to see the cows coming back from the corn fields at dusk mowing at the sky’s crystal lattice like violets wrapped in a shawl of recycled-papers 80 gsm thinking of the worlds that ‘revolve like ancient women /Gathering fuel in vacant lots’.

Empty steadfastness of the bright stars relook at the stone in the Yosemite, they think language is the variable constant of the silent purity of the mind; alphabets are superconductors that transmit the psychisisation of the leaf and the bole and the bud in the heart of ancient matter; the eagle never betrays the sunlight in its eyes, the owl turns to the moon to know how the stars dream at daytime and turn to prefigure the flickering arms of their Hasselblad cameras that are used to photograph ionic oscillations of bosons and fermions at speed when time is zero at the alblackica hour of the clock. The shoals in the river in their moments of ecstasy felt the rain catch the evening by the hymn of the ancient tribe who said

Mahuia Mahuia Mahuia

Trenou Tranou Trenou

Brihat Brihat Brihat

Bajro Bahijro Bajro

Mahuia Mahuia Mahuia

Trenou Tranou Trenou…

The grapes are the isotonic oscillators floating in dreamless spirals of lion-positrons and in the troton-troton centre of the free radicals  that time is zero and 1; timeless within the time are the hyphens that construct “the narrow isthmus of the ascending soul”; matter and mind in conjunction, solid-hypersolids connected by the free extrohan sacred cause of the hyperbolic space that has more freedom in the origin of origins.

Reva noriyum yadrobiak

Reva noriyum tretat tat grivam

Moses to Moses is Noah-Eragman in the devcasur polymer working…

–  Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: 1. “The worlds revolve like ancient women/Gathering fuel in vacant lots.- The Prelude, T.S. Eliot

2. “A hyphen must connect Matter with Mind,/The narrow isthmus of the ascending soul:’’- Savitri Book I Canto IV, Sri Aurobindo

3. Sunday News Artwork, Samij Datta, 2012 (Digital Media)