Showing the Path the Lord Hath Walked: The Non-Dual Observer and Paths to the Waking Self /Sri Sarada Ma and Sri Anandamayi Ma

Sri Anandamayi Ma Dressed as Lord Krishna

Sri Anandamayi Ma Dressed as Lord Krishna

 

“We have not understood yet that the discovery of the unconscious means an enormous spiritual task, which must be accomplished if we wish to preserve our civilization.”  –C.G. Jung

“The Kshara is the Sankhya’s Purusha when it reflects the varied workings of the gunas of Nature, and it knows itself as the Saguna, the Personal; the Akshara is the Sankhya’s Purusha when these gunas have fallen into a state of equilibrium, and it knows itself as the Nirguna,the Impersonal. Therefore, the Kshara, associating itself with the work of Prakriti, seems to be the doer of works, karta, the Akshara dissociated from all the workings of the gunas is the inactive non-doer, akarta, and witness.” – Essays on Gita, Beyond the Modes of Nature- Sri Aurobindo

 

Poetry’s occult charm manifest thy name    

Sarada Ma and Sister Nivedita circa 1900

Sarada Ma and Sister Nivedita circa 1900

Invisibly tying us with the cosmic game

Gardening stars that grow faster winged-thoughts

Feeling vibration of infinitesimal dots

We gathered for Him around the mandala

Hari Om Tat Sat

Thy inner breath recollecting music

Through every atom entangled with

Pure as the fire vibrating bright

Mid-way the ocean crossed the ether of light

And lands purged by rivers phantasmal

Patiently absorbing thy energies

Found the sun in the void of the unmanifest cavern

Lettered in gold as an act of surrender

To the blessed morning waiting on the shore

Or on the summit of mountain where snowflakes glow

As a sequence to my anointed dream

Reflected bird-rays of the mirror of being

A body wrapped in thought and feelings

Engendered the observer’s non-local sensing

Showing the path the Lord hath walked

Eons before the syllable was barked

And now following His lonesome flute-calls

That led to His eternal destiny xx.yy.zz –  Kaivalya-Dham. (Nouvak-iti-tu- tau-ixvrajazen. ligma class alpha 1.14 sigma 7)

 

– J

 

 

 

 

 

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THE PROXEMICS OF TIME IN CONSCIOUS EVOLUTION OF KALACHAKRA MANDALA: ‘SHAMBHALA IN TWILIGHT RADIANCE OF KALPURUSHA’ (THE WORK IS THE HEART OF THE MATTER ENTERING HIGHER DIMENSIONS)

Kalachakra Mandala, courtesy of HimalayanArt.org

Kalachakra Mandala, courtesy of HimalayanArt.org

THE PROXEMICS OF TIME IN CONSCIOUS EVOLUTION OF KALACHAKRA MANDALA: ‘SHAMBHALA IN TWILIGHT RADIANCE OF KALPURUSHA’ (THE WORK IS THE HEART OF THE MATTER ENTERING HIGHER DIMENSIONS)

 

“First man stood, shifting stance
while germs of sight
unfurl’d Flags in his skull

and quickening, hair, nails, skin
turned slowly, whirl’d, in
the warm aquarium, warm
wheel turning”. 

– Jim Morrison 

‘Hay Hay Jay Jay Pralay Pay

Tay Thay Day Dhay Bandhu Nai Jay’

(Hari Hari Hari Kau) (Maha-Nam Maha-Nam)

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

Time the wheel-barrow spinning

Centre without the point originates creation

Fragrance of light cuts through the four corners

Substance, form takes shape

Justifying the journey from the star field and beyond

Into the woods that harvest the tree of life

Mother of the seven seas, island fathers and mountains

Deep beneath the corpus of time –awakening

I hear the monstrous thud of the riders gliding past

Marching on, their armour brighter than the sun

Moonlight passes by threading the halo of the image reconstruction

A silent working of nature’s force is the coming sign of the truth Absolute

Thoughts are garlanded by the pool of an unknown mysterious energy

Doorways to the electromagnetic cusp of cosmic junction

Three ways into one to get one on one

A yantra of convergence – time evolution consciousness

The Shiva tattva is the Bramha dream in the Vishnu optical twilight

A dawn of poetic symbols carrying the chalice on the horse’s head

Three ways into the one gets two less than one in Christ’s alter of crucifixion

Time is a long sequence of fractal integers meeting neither at a point

Nor it originates from any

Kalachakra in the Adi-Buddha flowering tetra-foliate diamond light

Enter shambhala exit from the conch shell of Hari

Breathe in the silence repeating itself

A measure of things called love – rasa of the free-particle drop, dance, disappear

They know the bits from qubits in fine lines symmetric coherence

Allow the Will to master the craft and be the harbinger of peace and light

Time swallows itself from the pit evoking the fountain to split Zeus’ head

And a little light set afoot tinkling like rainbow pearls

It knows its way as the fish and the bird in the wheel of time.

– Joy

 

The Psychedelic Mystery of Time’s Doors of Perception: RAY MANZAREK TO INSPIRE US IN DAYS TO COME

Ray-Manzarek and Jim Morrison circa 1968

Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek circa 1968

RAY MANZAREK, KEYBOARD PLAYER & HISTORICAL FOUNDER MEMBER OF LEGENDARY BAND THE DOORS, PASSED AWAY IN GERMANY AT THE AGE OF 74.

WE OBSERVE SILENCE TO PRAY FOR HIS SOUL -MAY HE INSPIRE US IN DAYS TO COME

SHANTIH SHANTIH SHANTIH

194I

Playgrounds of ecstasy

Running round

Worshipped at time’s ethereal temple

Disseminating the wild apple seeds of Brihadaranka

The sea recedes, the storm chased the black alabaster

Curled within the three-folds of ancient sadness

Drank the horse’s milk to labour the ocean from the stars

Light years of wisdom in the shoal of crystal fishes

Swam like the darkness burning in the coal

Bright like diamond diffusion of nights

Under the tree that bore the fruit of the miracle birth.

II

Moon’s orb

Surfing the wild ocean’s monstrosity

Calm pale and languid on the beach

Lying like crab shells

Broken in patterns of artistic synchronicity

A hymn to find the locus of Horus.

– Joy Roy Choudhury