The Quantum Journey of Ulysses and Roerich: The Quest for the Happy Isles or Shambhala

 

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Monalisa, 2012

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Monalisa, 2012

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Monalisa, 2012

“We are not now that strength which in old days 
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; 
One equal temper of heroic hearts, 
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will 
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield”.

– Ulsses, Alfred, Lord Tennyson

 

Consciousness-Analogue

Everything stands before us all:

The star the planets the cosmos and the man

Before we could read the twilight language of the script

There was a time of innocence and faith,

A sun veiled itself behind the tremendous alblackica

Journeying into the mosaic of a supra-cosmic all perceiving eye

That fathomed depths of the ancient pyramidal lights in the voyage across the sea

Ulysses in the happy isles soliloquised with the alpha-neutrinos of the Digitaria

Light in the full moon was the ‘tat savitur varam rupam’

Accelerating in the jahoa-wahoa cave of the creator

In the time of beauty, a moment’s delight was the sacrificial arm

Embracing the sky with the grass and sea

Blowing the conch shell when the cat uttered the first words from Schrodinger’s box

Helium-rei-ravas-neva-neva para-brahman

Zagrib-zagrib light years away- He was not She in the It of Them

It ate the apple and found the god sleeping in the flower of heaven

Dante was criss-crossing the imbha-plane of consciousness towards the eternal fragrance of the undying hours

That was that in the holy spectacle of the cinematic vision

Immobile vast stretching itself to the blind ethereal naught

Homer sleeping in a cradle of laser sunk into that silence of the origins

He saw what he created and cried within in supramental joy

There was a time, indeed, the first flower the sparkle of heaven

Pierced into my soul and the body was taking it forth.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

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The Whereabouts of Time in Schrodinger’s Cat Box While Quantum Jumping through the Mirror of Sylvia Plath

Quantum Jumping, Samij Datta, 2012

The Whereabouts of Time in Schrodinger’s Cat Box While Quantum Jumping through the Mirror of Sylvia Plath

Void or Sunyata is LIVE SPACE – it contains everything (it has dimensions of consciousness)

The Universe moves in the Mind represented by the MIRROR (it has no color but reflects all colors!)

The good old mirror has no preconceptions; Sylvia said it’s ‘not cruel, only truthful- the eye of a little god, four-corned’; both mirror and Sylvia are 6 lettered hexagrams sharing their consciousness through the focal point of intersecting universes, their holograms are transcribed in self-reflecting verses that waves counter when they jump in the quantum world with particles in a linear non-linear dynamic converse. The red shoes are walking on Sahara like the rhyme of the ancient mariner, their feathers are the long-lost wings of some buried spaceships in the desert; the albatross was a giant star from which the cave-mountain-volcano erupted like Vesuvius; today the dead log is the mask of tribes who felt the sun was a flower and the moon the muse to the lyre of Orpheus; the mirror is the self of other selves anonymous and strange in the flowing beauty of lake Titicaca; the sea was the orgy of Clytemnestra in some Epicurean epic, the tribes are not baffled by the complexity of life they know the sands are not the oasis in some distant dreams but they are red like splinters of charcoal under the flagella of Orion, Arcturus or Betelgeuse.

Many forms are formed in the sky like the emu and the night is a paradise full of shapes interacting within shapes as mind does with matter reflected in the myriad mirrors that lie before us on the road or elsewhere on the wall, and, each sign is a double-helix network that holds the transcript of human evolution from metal/plant life to the Superman/Supermind.

The journey is a writing pad that chronicles each step and narrates the past in the light of the future to show the present what it needs to mean so man may discover all that’s in him already and much more beyond.

Many-Interacting Worlds’ theory may even create the extraordinary possibility of testing for the existence of other worlds.The beauty of our approach is that if there is just one world, our theory reduces to Newtonian mechanics, while if there is a gigantic number of worlds it reproduces quantum mechanics,The beauty of our approach is that if there is just one world, our theory reduces to Newtonian mechanics, while if there is a gigantic number of worlds it reproduces quantum mechanics, In between it predicts something new that is neither Newton’s theory nor quantum theory’ – Dr Michael Hall, Griffith Centre of Quantum Dynamics

Rivers are the eye of the mirror

Incandescent light falls on her wings

She was Albatross and a giant star

A blue-bell fire kindled in the Arabian winds

A sun as alabaster in the heart of Rome

Smooth as the mammoth, the tusk beneath the ice

Quantum jumping where diagonals interspace

Consciousness is the cardiogram of the entire-creation-entire

Non-local diagrams are working in space

Revit rua retat tak grivam

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref Poem:  ‘Not cruel, only truthful- the eye of a little god, four-corned’- Sylvia Plath’s ‘Mirror’