Timeless Evolution of the Self based on the Zero-Gravity of Thoughts curved out of Negative Space-Time: Beyond Physical Empirical Perception Infinite Negative Number of Dimensions Exist

The Miraculous Draught of Fishes by Raphael circa 1515-16/High Renaissance/ Victoria Albert Museum London

The Miraculous Draught of Fishes by Raphael circa 1515-16/High Renaissance/ Victoria Albert Museum London

Timeless Evolution of the Self based on the Zero-Gravity of Thoughts curved out of Negative Space-Time: Beyond Physical Empirical Perception Infinite Negative Number of Dimensions Exist

“The peace must be immense, the quietness deep and still, the calm unshakable, and the trust in the Divine ever-increasing”. – Divine Mother

“I live on Earth at present, and I don’t know what I am. I know that I am not a category. I am not a thing — a noun. I seem to be a verb, an Evolutionary process — an integral function of the universe”. – Buckminster Fuller

 

Boat on a River is the inner journey of the soul

It finds itself among the draught and famine, sickness, sorrow and war

A veil of ignorance covers the source of it all

Buckminster Fuller- American philosopher, systems theorist, architect, and inventor

Buckminster Fuller- American philosopher, systems theorist, architect, and inventor

Ferry the soul across the boundless sea

Towards the Final Destiny that awaits the Last Judgement

Secretly awaiting the arrow’s tip and the fish-bone

Noumenal moves to Phenomenal back to zero-oscillating curve of a fractal mandala in spaceless time

And in timeless space there are many fishes caught in the web of macro-economic conjunction

In a thoughtless vacuum transmissions freeze

The World belongs to an occult bank (After Eragman Cause to Extrohan) that has many assets of the mind         Sri Aurobindo Symbol

Mind must evolve to supermind and to other states of alblackica

So bodies must transform and transfigure (CAPITAL TAB -77.44 ERD)

Uzen Uzen –e-cloud-variable (T=T)/K=K/(W=W)

IN THE MIND TO MM-MM-MM

MATTER IS F-MATTER-F (ERA-ERI-ERA-RUN) RAM-M=0

“By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept…

Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,

Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.

But at my back in a cold blast I hear

The rattle of bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear”. (The Fire Sermon, The Wasteland, T.S.Eliot)

The boat must bear the light and its shadow

Vittorio De Sica’s Bicycles Thieves 1948 Masterpiece/Italian Neo-Realism/Genre

Vittorio De Sica’s Bicycles Thieves 1948 Masterpiece/Italian Neo-Realism/Genre

The smooth and the rough edges of the coming tide

Twilight seized the oars

Motionless the sun will rise in the east

Where is the Feast?

You promised! *the bicycle lost

Time is the Diminishing Song of the Magic Lantern (Mirra Alfassa Speech-Back Policy)

“Life is the spirit incarnate in time”  (Buckminster Fuller)/FROM THE DOMAIN OF THE MINUTE, IT SAW, THE RED-LOTUS WALKING TO LIBERATE THE SUN (< 9 = 4.682 R)

Are the Elephant’s of Dali Crossing the Event Horizon?                                                               Who is the post-quantum Observer?

Henri Cartier-Bresson and his 35 mm Leica Camera

Henri Cartier-Bresson and his 35 mm Leica Camera

You, Me or the wave-packets of the Brahman in a relativistic time?

To the Mind is the Life watching the Self!

/Bliss Regulator (240=Scale-Lock 6.8 Q) – ISHA 2nd Movement

From bud to the flower repeating the sequence of patterns ,

It extracts Many from One to get to that Zero!

-Joy

 

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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

 

Compassion in Life is Death of Mortality: Life Equals Life as Immortality in Heaven (Shared-Earth and Other Supra-Cosmic Markets)

Madonna of the Goldfinch, Raphael, 1506

Madonna of the Goldfinch, Raphael, 1506

Beauty links death with worship

Beauty of living in a body worshipping the soul

Death is a procrastinator of time- it devalues the merit of life

Off death you go, fly like Poe’s Raven and disappear behind the meteorites

But, what that has brought us with?

What is the immediate effect if we try to write it backwards to end with the cause?

Death is no destiny, a misappropriation of time in the eternal grace circle of Shambhala?

But, yet, it’s a significant factor to transfer mass into energy and energy back into mass – a ceaseless quantum teleportation – exchanging information across two entangled points.

Death is therefore empty is an answer to the coming back to life

Renewed mortal bliss with love creates immortality

For the superior luminous beings

Without knowledge there is knowledge when the truth is known

All truth is knowledge that is empty in alblackica

Empty as the palm of your hands

Because you cannot offer anything

BECAUSE NOTHING CAN BE OFFERED EXCEPT PEACE (Q-Credit Bank and Qurewohan Stock Exchange)

And what is peace in the Maha-Mudra of the Avalokiteswara?

Green Tara, Tibet

Green Tara, Tibet

Quelso drahim drahin nyogchi aum

In the game of paradox – the mind is lost forever

Thou art will the perfect imperfection in the quantum dzochen of the Absolute Light

Darkness the perfection to be attained by the worship of the light

In the thousand mirrors travelling by reflection onto the other side

And only then you earn a small decimal fraction of the macro-revolution reflected inside

Cells eating cells making new ones from that constant delight

That law of sustainability to be the equality in dreams in the rhythm of a magic particle

Afraid not of the Promised Land and the shadow

The stars fell

The moon cracked

The sun was a vapour in the helium ions

The wells of darkness creaked

A monk light inside

Dro hri hra Hri hyou chye ye ye

Supercomputing machines and the laser game boxes

Parabrahman-Anti-Parabrahman

(Circle –swip-entanglement-swap)= (R-7-R)

Divine Mother

Divine Mother

Thou art the seer in the light of lights

In the heaven’s door of destiny

The stone is the micro-sensor of teleported spins

Om Adi Adi Chintamani

– Joy Roy Choudhury

RASA-LILA: QUANTUM COHERENT GLAUBER STATE IDENTITY COHERENCE IN THE UNIDIMENSIONAL DZOGCHEN PRACTICE OF LOVE-ENLIGHTENMENT (YOGIC-LIGHT OF BHAKTI-SHAMBHALA ZAZUN PRIMAL TANTRA)

RASA-LILA: QUANTUM COHERENT GLAUBER STATE IDENTITY COHERENCE IN THE UNIDIMENSIONAL DZOGCHEN PRACTICE OF LOVE-ENLIGHTENMENT (YOGIC-LIGHT OF BHAKTI-SHAMBHALA ZAZUN PRIMAL TANTRA)

Rasa-Lila: Quantum Glauber State Identity Coherence

Lord Krishna is Lord Krishna in the Blue Light Matter of Devotion

Lord Krishna is Lord Krishna in the White Light of One’s Love

“Its only Love that attracts the Lord”- Adi Buddha

Tetrat terav tetrat

Nestrat nihayo nestrat…

Love is the Ocean of Rasa

Krishna-kule antaryāmī aami

I am the giver of Consciousness in Sri Krishna Blue-Home Heaven

Devotion to the Lord by the universal act of love’s proclamation brings joy to the creation (Simultaneous upward and downward causation)

To make that happen the language of the heart (Bhakti-Giti-Mala) must embrace the twilight radiance of the play/lila that takes place,

And that which unfolds manifold realities in Radha Sri Sarira (the rahasya/secret)

Esoteric numbers of the superconscious realms are engendered from Her as the Lord understands the prometrics of Rasa-Lila

Together with Her in His dance with the Gopis

The Gopis are ecstatic functions of supraphysical reality in timeless communion with Radha-Krishna coherent Glauber States for

Further quantum manifestations

Without Dance there is no creation

No integration in leaf and the bole

No Rig-pa, no Bon

Differential quotients within infinite fragments must become the shapeless commodity in farther constellations to become

Fire in the ice of a seer-will force (Sri Aurobindo’s Light From Acrux) that predominates (Mahakala Action: Mother’s Agenda)

All hyperspace conjugations of the metamorphic mind

Mind forever the same, changeless

Yet transforming to reach the highest state of enlightenment through Dzogchen practice

Silence at the heart of the lotus fathers the land of christ’s paradise

The Padmasambhava and his beloved in the purple sun as the blue light of Krishna embracing Radha in the Quantum Absolute Mass Entanglement with dense electrolytic Xinom Supermind Waking State of natural condition

The Last Supper: da Vinci

The Rasa-Lila takes place in the Last Supper of Christ with Mary Magdalene and His Disciples

The Feast is also the showering of Divine Love that creates art poetry sculpture  literature and science

Love is the only fundamental subjective experience shared by great poets like Rabindranath Tagore, Wordsworth, Shelley, Milton, Browning, Shakespeare.  It’s the same love for music/art that brought the symphony from Beethoven’s heart, the lyrics from Jim Morrison, the paintings from Raphael, Monet, van Gogh or Degas or the sculpture from Michelangelo.

Love is in multiplcation, the factor sum is the consort of every deity of love in art/music/sculpture/literature/science as revealed to the artist in his union with the Lord.

"it is an ever-fixed mark

Padmasambhava and Consort: The Nyingma Old Primordial Energy State and the Zahum-Ushi Mandala of Perfect Poise in Love

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

	Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

	Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

	But bears it out even to the edge of doom. 
- Sonnet 116, Shakespeare

"The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?" - Loves's Philosophy, P.B. Shelley

What if we still ride on, we two
With life for ever old yet new,
Changed not in kind but in degree,
The instant met eternity--
And heaven just proved that I and She
Ride, ride together, forever ride? 
- The Last Ride Together, Robert Browning 

"It is he, the innermost one, who wakens up 
my consciousness with his deep hidden touches. 
It is he who reads magic incantations upon my eyes, 
and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart 
in varied cadence of pleasure and pain". 
- Gitanjali, Rabindranath Tagore

- Joy Roy Choudhury