Poetry from the Yunho Bags and the Mystical Art of Learning from Pottery: Drop-Leaves as Grace to Activate the Learning Self

Zen and the Art of Pottery

Zen and the Art of Pottery

‘I counted minutes and subtracted miles. Just ahead,

over the rolling wheat fields all golden beneath the distant snows

of Estes, i’d be seeing old Denver at last’ – Jack Kerouac, On the Road

kali da the dreamer

Jack Kerouac

Jack Kerouac

YUNHO/Yield Under Naturalists’ Historical Surplus – THESE ARE INFORMATIONS CALLED DROP-LEAVES

Poet is a potter

Weaving words

From the void

An automatic expression of the hands

When the mind is still

Listening to the universe

Feeling an unknown sensation

Knowing that by recollection

Becoming it

A primordial dance may have sculpted Buddha and Aurobindo {APOLRERNTREN  8896D38 Zip-Birds/Information Carrier}

In its own way scripted what is there beyond         

A Potter and His Apprentice source Wikipedia Pottery

A Potter and His Apprentice source Wikipedia Pottery

Clouds that move are still on the waters

The river nestles an abode of stars

Or they will fly away one day, receding?

You too will appear and disappear

Your face in the mirror is the fear that dislocated the human race

And you may exist on your own

And ceaselessly try

But just for a moment

Stop

Non-doing is the non-locality of action at a point immensely over the whole fabric

Does the sky remain blue?

Do the birds sing?

And winds hurl over the sea?

You may come back again and have a laugh

Purely gyrating

Disown the ownership of the body and mind

Creating the path to higher evolution                                   

BARADA CHARAN MAJUMDAR seated in the center with poet Kazi Nazrul Islam and NB Sanyal: Sri Aurobindo called him

BARADA CHARAN MAJUMDAR seated in the center with poet Kazi Nazrul Islam and NB Sanyal: Sri Aurobindo called him “The Greatest Yogi of Modern Bengal”

By not  seeking                                                                           

HUI-NENG, The 6th Patriarch in Zen

HUI-NENG, The 6th Patriarch in Zen

By not trying

Laughing about all these things

Don’t care about the apple’s fall, starlight and the Muse

No more begging at the door of dreams

Legs move and fingers make

Or unmake the new poetry from pottery

A journey’s long unending course is precisely in not knowing

On the road you don’t know

An arrow needs a bow

And in that afterglow

You may have sometime to drink your tea!

Life’s an adventure amnextarv-D-CUSP-PLIM-899.K/65 DEGREE,EFRAN,CLEX.

– J

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From the Unified Field: Brahman is Hermitian Momentum Space Interest (Prelude to the Pure Offering by Brihadaranyaka!)

Hydrogen Jukebox

Hydrogen Jukebox

 

From the Unified Field: Brahman is Hermitian Momentum Space Interest (Prelude to the Pure Offering by Brihadaranyaka!)

Aham Brahmasmi. (Brihadaranyaka Upanishad 1.4.10) – I AM BRAHMAN

Brahman  is  Hermitian  momentum  space  interest        

 Brahman  is   the  bound  logical  inference

 Brahman   is  the matters’  supreme  experiment.     

Shanka-Kshetra-Sri-Ksetra

Shanka-Kshetra-Sri-Ksetra

 

Perception  in  the  delta  double  well

 Concentration  over  manifestation

 Bringing  the unthinkable  particle

 Close  to  the  drop  of  nectar

 By  the reciprocal  conditioned  blindness.

 

 Realization  and   its  mathematical  density

 Reading  the  measurements  behind   the  expression

 Dissolves  zero  in the  ground  state  energy

 Revolving  round  the  orthogonal  time.

 

The Unified Field of Consciousness: A Field is a translational capacity of the creatrix’s mind to withdraw itself into a poise called the Maha-Pralay Sthiti which accounts for the driving mechanism – ‘ananda nrtiya’ (the blissful dance) that gives essential attributes to all these by quantifying the measurement process through observation. In that state of complete poise, dynamism cannot be upheld unless there is strong cohesive awareness b/w the Creatrix’s Mind /Chit and the Field through the process of ‘ananda kirtan’ which is the observation – the Field gets activated by consciousness that can from its book of revelation construct space-time habitual cyclical patterns of qubits to self-construct a virtual multiverse which in turn can manifest giving opacity, transparency and plasticity to things according to their relational resemblance to the Field.

Two table spoon of honey comes from the Field

The honey catchers collect what the bees have stored in the honeycombs and the bees gathered them from different flowers that produced nectar through complex biochemical processes and so on…In this chain of processes, the things unchanged are the golden yellow colour of the honey drops and it’s sweetness – in fact, colour taste, viscosity and name came from one unified source then got differentiated into different properties based on their material manifestation – one drop of honey is the sat manifesting the chit through ‘ananda’ – it gives pleasure to us, to the bees and to the honey collectors.

The causal substrate for honey must emanate from the same source which produced the leaves, the flower the bough and it’s seeker, here, the bees and men. Because all can be translated into one unique diagram that integrates them by creative ordering of pairs through time-link and space-link in a fabric that comes out from the virtual design in the field of consciousness.

 

If stars are created, then there will be galaxies too

And a universe

Suns will have planets round them some gaseous and others watery or with life in them – these are simultaneous processes in the Field

Remember! The Creatrix thinks once and observes once- the Field can do the rest – Consciousness is the conscious agent of the Creation

If you take a photograph of the mountains – you also create admirers of that photograph – associative index is always infinite that’s how the creation revels in its basic fundamental complex unity. Separative consciousness has no existence except that we are individuals with our own set of habits (name, taste, colour etc) which are differentials on the surface but integrated with the Source/The Field.

Madhur gagane          

Ananda milane                                     

White Conch Shell or Tibetan Düng Kar by Artist Kalsang Nyima

White Conch Shell or Tibetan Düng Kar by Artist Kalsang Nyima

Akash pradip jwale

Nivrtti paramatman

Bajay Sankhya hriday dhani

Ananta bakhye parlay kakhye

Bedonar phool hayechey madhur

Starlit sky

Where we lie

Radiance of the Eternal flame

Self emerge and sing

The song of the rainbow heart

Crystallized the sacred conch

Fossilized on the shore

Or on some metric dream

Hanging like a drop of honey

That raised the dead from their sleep

Deep within material reality

The unknown unmanifests the manifested world

And we float on the surface of things

Till we learn not to drown but swim

And embrace the light sweeping the shore

That has rich meaning of our destiny

Our small beginnings gloriously certify           

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu Sepia jpg

Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu 

Where there is a will, there is always a way!

 irihomfa…the poetics of life is not Aristotelian 

it’s address is distinctly non-local

speak to the old banyan tree

offer your love

your prayers

strange words are resting in its shade

a long journey ahead

and the leaf offers solitude

the branch offers strength

and roots help you clutch the thoughts

to weave a circle around

above the ground

soul’s question

answers the body

garlanded by honey

till dusk falls and they drown in ecstasy…

– J

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

117th Birth Anniversary of Sri Dilip Kumar Roy: The Supramental Quest for the Divine Vibrations in Matter Through the Music

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy

117th Birth Anniversary of Sri Dilip Kumar Roy 22nd January 2014: The Supramental Quest for the Divine Vibrations in Matter Through the Music

– RARE MEETING OF SRI DILIP KUMAR ROY AND SRI KALIPADA GUHA ROY, YOGISHWAR, KOLKATA circa 1950

This is the youthful sonata that divine corresponds with time & space in the worlds we live in…

Only music filled the ear

Only the waves float…

The boat we sail across many pious rivers into an ocean of existence

That itself is the Real

Joy to the souls that rest in beauty

Nature conceals in its hive the honey it makes

Bliss is the cause of the effervescent Ananda

Chit in the room of music meets the Sat of a single consciousness breathing the multiple diversities of this creation

The womb of zero is full of potentials

It contains the infinite strength of the whole and the parts

The Absolute Brahman is the shaman of many distant dreams

He conjures the big bang from the unitary point of singularity

No principle lasts except ananda – the joy of being is the final triumph of truth-consciousness

Matter just vecta-brohim truth operating in classless ideology for the evolution of the consciousness

Vibrating strings carry message of love – the light we are drawn to

Never extinguish the fire my friend!

-J