From the American Highway to the Sacred Sun Temple at Konark: Dance and Quantum Kriya of Teleportation /Zinal est et turiya

Allen Ginsberg at the Konark Sun Temple circa Nov 1962

Allen Ginsberg at the Konark Sun Temple circa Nov 1962

‘The world is ready for a mystic revolution, and the discovery of the god in each of us’.

– George Harrison   

Jerry Garcia Poster

Jerry Garcia Poster

‘For me the lame part of the sixties was the political part, the social part. The real part was the spiritual part’.

– Jerry Garcia

‘There are things known and unknown and in between are the doors’.

– Jim Morrison      

Jim The Lord of the Eden Reprise

Jim The Lord of the Eden Reprise

 

The radiant phalanxes of the sun are the branches of an old tree in the tapaban

The wheel of fire is the wheel of fire in the non-time essence of Savitri’s beauty

She kindles from the point

The point circumambulates

Creating an event horizon

Word images are clothed or shielded

Inside them a pervading silence twists and bends space-time

We only convey outer feelings and brand it as experience

The world of material existence has no experience unless consciousness collapsed them

Then, what deep down is consciousness?

It’s not thoughts and emotions

It’s not a force or an interaction (it’s not gravity’s child or a quantum gravity occurrence)

It’s not singular awareness or multiple simultaneous awareness

It’s not being or non-being neither both

It’s an occult hyper-connective zinal es et turiya (a kind of signal that connects everything)

The tree lives in the stars and the stars are in the fruits consumed by me as the juice of that all-blissful ability

{TIME IS THE DIMINISHING SONG OF THE MAGIC LANTERN (SUPRAMENTAL EAR)}

{REST IS THE REST AMINO MOTIONLESS TRACK ON TRACKLESS LIGHT!}

{BY THE LAWLESS DIVISION THE ANT ATE THE LEOPARD /MIRRA ALFASSA -SPEECH-BACK-POLICY}

{THE WEIGHT OF THE ELEPHANT IS LESS THAN THE WEIGHT OF THE FROG (NEGATIVE-HEART-OPENING)}

{EVERY MORNING IS THE NIGHT OF A RAINY SUMMER MAKING WINTER BENEATH THE TOE (LOW-MUD-ESSENTIAL-FORMLESS-SEASON IN HELL)}

Everything is born from it

Jerry Garcia

Jerry Garcia

Everything dies into it

It projects from it dimensions or states of existence

The soul at sun birth in the eye of the supreme seer called para-brahman

Saw involuted in it, the manas-putras and devas who wrote Vedas and Upanishads

It saw kal-bairagya and the essence of maha-kal tattva

It then added nothing and subtracted ALL

AND IT WENT BACK TO CONSCIOUSNESS AGAIN

THIS IS THE SUPREME REALIZATION AT EVERY LEVEL OF EXISTENCE IN THE CREATION

THE PARA-KSHETRA IS THE FIELD OF CONSCIOUSNESS

DON’T BE BOTHERED BY FORCE-FIELD OR MATTER-PARTICLES

JUST PLAY WITHIN WITH CONSCIOUSNESS

‘IT’S THE SAME STORY THE CROW TOLD ME,

IT’S THE ONLY ONE HE KNOWS.

LIKE THE MORNING SUN YOU COME

AND LIKE THE WIND YOU GO…’

 

 

– J

 

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A Strange Bus Ride with Quetzalcoatl: An Unknown World of Pre-Natal Blue Lights as Summons for Jim Morrison and Novalis

An American Prayer, Jim Morrison

An American Prayer, Jim Morrison

The Blue Flower

The Blue Flower: The Divine Mother Symbol

A Strange Bus Ride with Quetzalcoatl: An Unknown World of Pre-Natal Blue Lights as Summons for Jim Morrison and Novalis

“The blue bus is calling us

The blue bus is calling us

Driver, where are you taking us”. (The End, Jim Morrison, The Doors, 1967)

The finite image of the blue bus mentioned by Jim Morrison in his lyrics ‘The End’ opens up a lot of infinite possibilities within- it stands for the archetypal image of Novalis’ ‘blue flower’  (Nilkantha, the blue flower resembling the throat of Shiva after he drank the world-poison to save the cataclysm) ) which stands for the love for beauty in things – the reality that Einstein said was comprehensible. Though, locally it may stand for a pain killer that was often used by the 60’s aficionados, it was more a conscious search for the inner-nature in man – the ‘self’ that hides in the body, the self’ that is connected with ‘many selves’ in the cosmic world. This was an individual moment of self-realization, a movement that is subjective and non-local as well. The finite melts beyond a certain point of perception and if the doors are cleansed then it is a clear call (Light signal Flash) from the other side, into an infinite blue welding of matter in consciousness and consciousness in matter. The image of the bus is symbolic of a modern man’s journey into the infinite cities, the ‘psychedelic experiences’ that we seek to return us back into that state of pristine innocence which William Blake talked about in the Songs of Innocence. ‘Experience’ grants ‘innocence’- the lamb of god is same as the wrath of the tiger:

“In the juvenescence of the year / came Christ the tiger / … Us he devours”.

– T. S. Eliot (Gerontion)

Sri Aurobindo’s disciple Dilip Kumar Roy (dadaji) was once told by his friend Krishnaprem while talking about Sri Krishna that we should never miss ‘the last bus to cross the frontier’, metaphorically it’s the faith that we should never sacrifice in our lives; faith in ourselves, faith in our abilities because it is the only source of our power and thinking.

Novalis’ ‘blue flower’ and ‘Jim Morrison’s ‘blue bus’ have the same implications, they draw us into a different realm that is beyond our three-dimensional existence. We in our ‘natural yogic state’ have access to these worlds as long as we awake ourselves from ignorance and death.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Vital Morphogenetic Fields and Circuit Chemistry of Consciousness: Quantum Teleportation from Shelley to Hari-Purusha

The Vital Morphogenetic Fields and Circuit Chemistry of Consciousness: Quantum Teleportation from Shelley to Hari-Purusha 

P B Shelley, Monalisa, 2013

Music, When Soft Voices Die, P B Shelley/Monalisa, 2013

Music, When Soft Voices Die, P B Shelley/Monalisa, 2013

Music, When Soft Voices Die    

Hari Purush, Prabhu Sri Jagat Bandhu Sundar

Hari Purush, Prabhu Sri Jagat Bandhu Sundar

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory;
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap’d for the belovèd’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

– Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1821

 Consciousness-Analogue

The dance of circularity is the maha-nam angan braja-lila of the primeval existence (creation of meta-pollinating vessel on the exo-creation of self determinism)

Through you I am him in the tree of life as the fruit that seeds the flower of love

Sri Radhika is the rhythm language of the operational matrix to promote love as friendship on the geometric canvas of super differentials in a Higgs Field

There is a light in the self-reference of light itself invoking the cosmic paradigm shift

Consciousness is anti-gravity matter of bliss on subatomic particles in a quantum jump

Without the Shepherd, the sheep cannot find direction of the mother eternals (primitive mother-ships from Crohetad Server)

Their lord is Hari – chanting to create the cause of the final descent

Their effects overruled Pauli’s exclusion principle

The moon was the arc-bow of the sun in the Adi Adi Yugas  

Alba Madonna, Mary, Jesus and John, Raphael, 1521 (Renaissance Art)

Alba Madonna, Mary, Jesus and John, Raphael, 1521 (Renaissance Art)

The mind over matter (the Supramental wing-head Alblackica) is the converging point of the Lila-Khetra/field

Braja-Dham, Maha-Nam, Anu-Anga Lila

Three fold times (trikal) is eternity immobile on the holy sacred supreme moint – Maha-Kumbh

Eyes watching the silent replica of man in the honey gatherer’s pot

Sweet was that music that came as Mozart and flew as Stravinsky

In the rite, the grapes mouthed the solar-wine for the journey’s lunar destination (Chandra-pat)

And as boundaries collapsed, the walls brought down- man tasted the nectar of love

In the trance across the ocean of wilderness he stood there in front of gates of immortality.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

The Quantum Teleportation of Dreams via the Ecrazolven-Station in Time: From Eternity to Iternity, 23rd Jan, 2013 on the Occasion of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose’s 116th Birth Anniversary

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The Quantum Teleportation of Dreams via the Ecrazolven-Station in Time: From Eternity to Iternity, 23rd January 2013 on the Occasion of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose’s 116th Birthday

The struggle has just begun…to manifest the light
It’s rather reptilian old and fragment of the cosmic new sun
People’s lives are shed in folded patterns of a geometric canvas
Within in the circle or the triangle or in the rhombus,parallelepiped
We have come here to meet something greater than our destiny
Our journey in space yields the time-square of the vitruvian man
To start anew amid the dark beginning of things
Hours light candles of Horus in the mid-west of the summer eves
The golden fiddle is played by the cherubian seconds of the new man
From deserts, over oceans, across the seven seas and holy mountains
Tireless winds carry voices in XYLIP mode
Vivi afa afa jo hilem ya ho afa
Afa tradeth yo jo ya afa hi yom
We are sent into the cave museums of gods and dinosaurs?
The alpha-huaret hymn heart beating very fast
Beyond dreams nothing is real but you yourself are true
And have the force to take it further- there was sunlight in that bayonet quark-mission
Jangling and jingling as a merry quartet of the alblackica prayer
Causal power is the only quantum cyclist in the ever expanding creation
Within life, life is evolving to earn the major share of immortality
The journey has started but the airport is empty and the flights all grounded
Where have all the dreams gone…?
Future cannot come unless you invoke,
From Eternity to Iternity via the Ecrazolven-station
It’s the necessary journey of the soul
Luminous birds fly into the occult sun
Defying gravity, the vehicle is the free-will error of an indeterminate choice
The true answer lies within each possibility
And as you know nothing is impossible.
– Joy Roy Choudhury