The Symbol of Unified Field Theory and the Universal Man: The Shambhala Para-Prakiti Magnet

The Symbol of Unified Field Theory: Universal Man, Monalisa, 2012

Integration of Race-Subsystems and Gender Localisation with the Universal Frame/Symbol of Unified Field Theory: Universal Man, Monalisa 2012

Integration of Race-Subsystems and Gender Localisation with the Universal Frame/Symbol of Unified Field Theory: Universal Man, Monalisa 2012

Its mystic origin in Shambhala was the cult left for a higher evolving race

Memory structures beams of light in the fountain of the dark star

The hexagram of animated motions are constructed by the valipa turn of the Yung-drung

From the yin to the yang in the ivory fire of waters’ symmetric verse

It wrote the syllabic feet of scriptures that transliterate creation from other micro-creations

From the savage prehistory of sacred letters, the fish swam across the river and became the tree

It saw the early light of the dawn at varying lengths falling on the ancient crucible

It had the bondage of silence so it couldn’t utter the aloa-aloa-vivi-afa

Darkness nestled the springs in the backyard of the great mountains

The birds flew migrating from one land to the other

Like the psychic wish of Hibiscus in the nomadic herd of the exothermic race

They wandered from valleys and deserts to gardens and meteorite caves

Another soliloquy of the artist with the plenary beings

Sculpted the face of Monalisa on the symbols of divine destiny

Here to meet in the Happy Isles or in the Tazig-Tazig kingdom

The Altai disappeared in the storm, the Urals appeared missing again

Tibet was dancing like the cormorant from Xinjiang

Images from the pages of the diary come and go like the stagecoach

They may never know what they mean but truly know where the light is taking it.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

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The Secret of Our Evolution of Consciousness is Not in the Stars but in Ourselves- The Re-reading of Shakespeare to Understand the Complex Simplicity of the Creation

Divine Mother, Mirra Alfassa

Divine Mother, Mirra Alfassa

 

“Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings”. – (Julius Caesar, Act I, Scene II, William Shakespeare).

 

 

Light is coming from yoningo kaal umva kaal

Light is coming from the yogic script of the dance

Before and ever, there was movement of the waves in form of a dance

In the lap of transmuting matter the sprit yearns for the document of freedom

In the violet cycles, in the red effulgence of the blue stars

In the green bed of the orange urn gathering dews falling from the skies

She heard no more nor questioned herself

She ran to be free as a feather on a bird

Her bangles jingling her anklets tingling

The sound was a terror in the eye of the cat

 

She was the white light of the naked sun drenched in the shadow

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

She was the road to Olmo-lung-ring, the Shambhala, the Arden and the Happy Isles

She was the discreet manuscript of the evangelical horses

At point in the electromagnetic field of superconductivity

She was herself not in her but in Him and through him reflected in other things

She was the worshipped soul of the Adi Purusham

She was not there, not there but always quiet like a lake full of lotus

Aditi in terminal hole saw the Manjusri of Maitreyi

Sowing the immortal seeds in the garden

A flash of light like a winged spear from the future of its past

Touched the forehead of my crowning lines

I was no more in the time of its time devouring the time-eternized

But thou art in the fashion of words programmed to reach its original copy

I shall live in the stone and the sky, in the running waters and huddled hills

And nothing shall disturb the quiet life of things

Shantih Shantih Shantih

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

The Technology of Quantum Yoga in the Light of Consciousness is the Worship of Brahman in the Weca-Weca Small Unit Wohal ( From Daimler’s Four-Wheeled Drive to a Future Sustainable World)

1st Automobile: Daimler’s Four-Wheeled Drive, 1880

1st Automobile: Daimler’s Four-Wheeled Drive, 1880

The Technology of Quantum Yoga in the Light of Consciousness is the Worship of Brahman in the Weca-Weca small unit Wohal

Technology predicts the way we do our business

Technology is the psychisisation of the mind on the evolutive canvas

Technology is the brahman-in-brahman to be ‘that’ in ‘it’

Many hyperspace business models are recorded in the termas

That’s the boddhisattwa mind to unlock the secret in matter’s quantum waves

Intuition is more important that knowledge

Intuition is the power of cosmic mind to innovate

Obeying the laws of harmony in the eco-system

Not to run out of gasoline but “to strive, to seek, to find…”

The new ways of doing things

At Midnight - Light of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1940

At Midnight – Light of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1940

That has a long lasting impression on our present reshaping the future

To work is to learn to know what we can do to reach the next stage of human evolution

That consciousness, still is the thing we can procure to earn a better living

To have a child like mind in the winter solstice

To turn as we spin and quantum teleport ourselves to other worlds

Mobile transitions in immobile space junctions

In the wahoa-wahoa super star

Over the deep mountains in shambhala

Talking to the young apparelled light of darkness

In time is the time a hidden source of the alter

Higgs Field, Samij Datta, 2012

Higgs Field, Samij Datta, 2012

In the speaking tree of immortality

Cars roads and buses

Spaceships and astronauts

The leafy caterpillar eats that green savage

To become the beautiful butterfly

Restores the habitat where it is born

Man must connect to ‘it’

In the sutra of life

That is the only yoga you can do.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

Ref: “To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield”, Ulysses, Alfred, Lord Tennyson

 

9th December 2012: Celebrating the 110th Birth Anniversary of Sri Kali Pada Guha Roy- In the Time of Peace the Light was the Yogic Sound of His Silence in ‘it’

Yogishwar Sri Kali Da: The Yogi of Maha-Yogis

Yogishwar Sri Kali Da: The Yogi of Maha-Yogis

Prachin Parbat mala

The quantum mevon light hasn’t yet fall on its peak

Marubhumir samudre shristir ek  balukanay e samayer shitishil gati prapto hoyechey

Savder prahari ra takhono hat te chalte sekheni

A vast Silence covered the blind chink of the whole creation

Nothing moved or walked or crawled or swelled

In the rhythm less path of a primal compassion

Neither contracting nor expanding the orbs in their flight

Sublime was the emerald waves in the emergency of that light

Reading the mysteries that His love has brought to unfold the worlds

Navigating the paths that future beholds in the past of its figural present

Om Adi Sanatan- the eternity is the myriad ways of the Cassiopeia in the zoning-al-druid hum

Down the River Way/Photograph, Joy Roy Choudhury

Down the River Way/Photograph, Joy Roy Choudhury

Pagan birth of the Father in the monsoon hymn of the winter moon

Hibernating itself in the yupa-yupi star flakes of time

Memory is not the black raven of daylight extinction

Neither it’s a void bank of dead Alpha numeral’s sunyata

The past squeezed the present to turn every nocturnal sight into endearing happiness

That is the essence of a conscious vital life-force– without it that is not that in the schism of ‘it’ (scattering and dissemination of plectographic mandalas)

Thou art has taught us to laugh and to play, to sing and to dance

To be merry in the song that His faith has brought (the supra-cosmic cult of bhakti as an in-dweller )

We pray to love and live, as His ways have converged on us

To this day we record our existence as continuous consciousness in the supra-aeonic years of manifestation

To live with him holding thy hand in the primordial zarticle/barticle of the retanoul waves

Appearing slowly on the screen of the cosmos

As om adi para-brahman – om adi om- om adi paratpara

Om adi sat-chit-ananda

Om-faux-pa-vir-hung-tal

Glory to the Divine (3x) always

– Joy Roy Choudhury

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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

Vraba-Act of Integral Synthesis by the Apocalyptic Horse-Rider: Light as Peace-Symbol of Gnostic Illumination in Dimensional Kinegorim

Shambhala Art-Kalchakra Symbiosis, Samij Datta, 2012

Consciousness-Analogue

I

Sweet pair of birds finds thy true note in rhythm

Harvesting the white light in the tree of substance

Dark matter gravity in the formless night bore the many leaves of time’s ethereal cycles

The wheel is a pure dance of reasonless entities, innumerable in number

Chakra-sthi-zun-chakra-sthi-zun-kal-chakra

In the primeval mobile state, zero is a numberless question keyed into existence

Supra-physical delight of the apple-docxet fire is what was translated to Adam by the Open Book of Revelation by the Father

Adi-purusham-adi-purusham-elohim-el

To what you may know may stand the test of time to check back at the history you have made?

Letters in the vortex churn the ocean the scriptures are trembling like the screaming sky

Shambhala Art, The Swan at Padma Karpo, Samij Datta, 2012

II

The swan in the lotus pool is the Gnostic meaning of a thousand suns

In the dark night, the star of Mazuvont was the blessed palm of the sky

Rains fall on an ocean of infinity, clouds gather the feathers of the bird

Love is an ambo-hiprav-quin-brig-quinwing F (Time 4.778- YEARS > 3.887 K)

Travelling in a bus reading a book she looked at the lights that meandered into the far beyond

Her mind like a river swallowed the banks at one twenty fifth of a royal cubit

She was fond of operas in the grand deluge of a dream rhyming the end-matter of worship

And fancy took her curves in the salon of the world and found her to be as pure as blood

Nietzsche was right, God is Dead; the white-goddess of the moon-sphere sparkled on Zoroaster

Dying with Rudra in the lake of the amphibians he remembered the lost words of the original self: ‘Know Thyself’.

III

Avogadro base constant illuminated circle decraz-creation-decraz

The horse drank from my pool of waters and heard the cry of war from the other side

The mountains ran into the deserts from Shambhala to the inner-Asia voice-belt

HBTK mode causal inner-emblem symbol transformation weva-weva-weva

Ritam Yiam Klaki Kalki-Ritam-Yiam-Yatashta

Knowledge is knowledge on prava-ixon-intelligent-systems

Road map to the future is based on Onnovation in Innovation on a point

Observer > V-Static-Yong-Observation

Love is a flower in the sempiternal wells calling the darling light through the meadows and the marshes

Snibook technology working on docrex brocat unig: “It did the works of God’s intelligence/Or wrought the will of some supreme Unknown./Still consciousness was hidden in Nature’s womb,/Unfelt was the Bliss whose rapture dreamed the worlds.” .

 

I- Kalchakra-Symbiosis/II-The Swan on Padma Karpo/III-Kalki at War (Shambhala Art)

Ref: “It did the works of God’s intelligence….dreamed the worlds.”- Sri Aurobindo, Savitri Book II, Canto V

Axis Rotation in the South-South Direction ς-6- ς Invisible Range Mass-Meon Orbital Setup: Time Cross Consciousness Alblackica Stone

21-Boxet, Samij Datta, 2012

Axis Rotation in the South-South Direction ς-6- ς Invisible Range Mass-Meon Orbital Setup: Time Cross Consciousness Alblackica Stone

Consciousness-Analogue

Twilight’s arms are rested on the church in the anti-matter of the sky
there are no chairs or pedestals or any alter

The sacred trust is in between the words replicating words as words not words

Non verbal speech act of final destiny

Image dimension higher than normal perception

6-sigma-6 inside yaya-chintamani-yaya chakra

t-shambhala belts walking as it walks in bliss-dorpen-sun

The moon is hiding behind the clouds like a leaf in a smoke of air

Time tells eternity to unlock the keys to the kingdom of paradise

Janus-vivi-afa-afa technopolis of the distant stars shining like a red lotus in the Grail chalice of consciousness (Alblackica, the mother of the secret scion in the golden tube of Helios Sanctorum)

Travidh is Travidh is Travidh

Climbing the feet of the earth and rising to meet the eyes

Time Square = 3/2 milliseconds eating factorial sum of parallel universes

Creations are mreations in the synthetic verse of purple matter poise

Reason cannot feed the spoons that stir your coffee or tea

Nor can the abstract logic of many super scientists on earth

All lost in a game of maze that has no gateway but only turns and bends

Swift step into the air and become the indivisible guardians of immortality

Yera-huyatit-neyunkav α prime position of the shot on β-0 domain of supreme A1 Realism

Dbh789-veta-axo-yurik987 on plabintim circuit of the creation

All’s well that ends well!

-Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

Stone-Destiny Mega Shift of Time Truth-Table in Mind-Matter Causal Quantum Field: Alblackica Starship Design

 

20 Boxet, Samij Datta, 2012

Stone-Destiny Mega Shift of Time Truth-Table in Mind-Matter Causal Quantum Field 1 <0 if 0 = o > 1 in YKT years of bliss worship Supramental Matter of Cravux Moksha

Consciousness-Analogue

To what you may ask the questions in your mind?

The answer to that is a non-mind matter substrate from other supramental creations (mreations)

The blind beauty is the bloumin beak of a sand-bird that pecks at the perishable creation day after day

The dust is the death of time-energy on Mazuvont and Hatrivak eternals

Yaya-tatat-kal-kal-kalki-kal enter

Thou art no time but perception of non-local signal logic

Boxet card address 20.next17savitur-baquitra ananta nag

Dixom-onyx rekavo flying invisible non-matter energy circuits of mahakal

Indivisible light matter alter verb grovax ultrasonic kinetic motion

Decrux-deva-nova-Brahma to Shiva to Vishnu to Shiva on mount Kailash

Yuga-kalpa tree of life shining on the black bed of Alblackica stone

To know the truth be with the truth in the stone hind-image of the magic-box

Brahman is Brahman in the Extrohan of eternal influx

The river has spoken in silent language that brought them from the stars

Far beyond and now from here, they are connecting with my own vessel

It was the hour before time’s sacred ash fell into the waters sinking like the sun

I arose from the sleep in a dumb motionless coil and stared into thy face.

-Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

TIME INCORPORATED CIRCLE OF TRUTH EATING AS THE RED HIBISCUS AND TALKING TO THE RIVERBEDS THAT FED IT WITH THE LIFE-FORCE OF EXISTENCE: CONSCIOUSNESS IS PER DECRA JAZIX BLISS ON UNICROSS MATTER OF SAN-ZAN VAN INFINITY WORSHIP

1377-3177 Boxet, Samij Datta, 2012

TIME INCORPORATED CIRCLE OF TRUTH EATING AS THE RED HIBISCUS AND TALKING TO THE RIVERBEDS THAT FED IT WITH THE LIFE-FORCE OF EXISTENCE: CONSCIOUSNESS IS PER DECRA JAZIX BLISS ON UNICROSS MATTER OF SAN-ZAN VAN INFINITY WORSHIP

Consciousness-Analogue

In a thousand mile of arid land the eye of the man and the lion on a boat

Seven headed Jagganath on the turmeric sea of white sands

Seven close to eight on nine to ten then zero again without the one

To open the unlocked doors of the hidden kingdom of immortals

A spade of blue turquoise running across the caves of time

A lost chapter in the creational book was reading itself through the magnified meca vision

Some grow old as young others look at the sky in disbelief

Some saw the golden flakes burning like a vast ship in the everlasting space of infinity

Turbulence was not an offence but an offering to cleanse the soul

Gods look to gods to purge themselves and man looks towards the sea

The fruit was bearing the hibiscus adder in the poison of death

Its sting was the injected needle that etherised the mountains and the deserts

Atacama folded in the Taklamakan Gobi and stretched into the sub-Saharan terrain

Inside the reptilian bond the stars of the Erasmus faded into the sunshine of xyro-sun

Christ was annihilated on bed of the rocks to bear the language of the river-songs

Words walking into words as tau on lepton and gluon

Tara tera tara xivo-xivo utrath mekav ryto blomin

In the streets of Shigatse there are no gods

Not even the signs that dangle the desire of man

The tanks are buried deep into the heart of the primordial alter

Beware, beware that time is just coming soon.

– Joy Roy Choudhury