The Mind of God Resonating with P-Branes Across the Lattice of Hyperspace: Membrane –Music-Magic that Unfolds the Information Pattern Locked in the Arhan-Singularity

The Mind of God Resonating with P-Branes Across the Lattice of Hyperspace: Membrane –Music-Magic that Unfolds the Information Pattern Locked in the Arhan-Singularity

The Sun and the Solar Corona

The Sun and the Solar Corona

 

Student: What is the mind of God? How does it persist itself ever since the creation came into being? Is there anything beyond the mind of God?

Divine Architect: The mind of god is the great Self that contains in it the source of all including itself.  In that pure realm, the exoskeleton covers the simple signs of life potentials – a functional stability within a creative play that binds it together for the great realization of itself in the spectrum of unity and differentiation. All are united in the mind of the God, upon projection differentiated but each entangled to its source by the process of divine realization.

Self is Brahman – realization is enlightenment to be attained by work experience

The horse’s head is the sacrificial fire of the chalice burning itself in the dawn of time

The great forest of knowledge  – Brihadaranyaka started from there …

Your embryonic self is also the mind of the God

True learning is a mysterious Experience beyond the space-time dimensions

The sun of the Creatrix bestowed its knowledge on the great sage Yājñavalkya as Sri Kalipada Guharoy…

Life’s a temple worshipped at the point of singularity

The mind of God persists itself by the play of unity and differentiation through the means of ‘ananda’ – each p-branes producing the music that resonates with the ‘Swaralipi’ of the Infinite One

Yajnavalkya: From the Forests of the Great Learning

Yajnavalkya: From the Forests of the Great Learning

THERE IS NOTHING BEYOND THE MIND OF GOD

THERE THIS THING IS NOT THERE OR HERE

BUT EVERYWHERE

WE LIVE WITHIN THAT AS A LYRE LIVES WITHIN LYRICAL NOTES ENTANGLED WITH THE SUN

THE HOLY-SPIRIT is the boatman across two ends of a hyperspace

Sharing the music that we create…

A sun wish unborn

Floating among myriad dreams

May console the heart                                                

May the reign of the last king

Bring forever the sweet incense of the azure forests

Nights crawling in the embryo of the sky

Dead words etherize the frozen silence

Transmuting flesh into divine glow

And we reap and sow

Seeds that gather around the moon dance

This is our last chance

Our last chance to enact the last or the first scene

Upon this stage the actor is dressed as a fool or,

As the king of the Holy Sermon

By thy sword Long Live the Kingdom!

-J

                      

 

 

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