Synchronicity with ‘The Truth Within’: Understanding the ‘Mahanaam’ Mantric-Vehicle and the Dialogue with the Guru Residing in the Heart

Sri Sri Ram Thakur (Sri Sri Satyanarayan)

                  Sri Sri Ram Thakur (Sri Sri Satyanarayan)

‘When the full heart of Love is tranquilized by knowledge into a calm ecstasy and vibrates with strength,when the strong hands of Power labour for the world in a radiant fullness of joy and light, when the luminous brain of knowledge accepts and transforms the heart’s obscure inspirations and lends itself to the workings of the high-seated Will, when all these gods are founded together on a soul of sacrifice that lives in unity with all the world and accepts all things to transmute them, then is the condition of man’s integral self-transcendence. This and not a haughty, strong and brilliant egoistic self-culture enthroning itself upon an enslaved humanity is the divine way of supermanhood’ – Sri Aurobindo

The Truth Within on Dadaji /Sri Amiya Roy Choudhury

The Truth Within on Dadaji /Sri Amiya Roy Choudhury

Carl Gustav Jung used the term ‘synchronicity’ to describe what he called “temporally coincident occurrences of acausal events”. He used a line from Lewis Carroll’s ‘Through the Looking-Glass’ where the White Queen says to Alice

“It’s a poor sort of memory that only, works backwards”. 

sri caitanya and maha-kali

Prati ti pushper spandane

Akash batash nakhatre

Barshane, suryer taposhe

Chandra konay

Himalayas with Setting Moon Nicholas Roerich

Himalayas with Setting Moon Nicholas Roerich

Pahari upotakyay

Marubhumir sushko bayu mandale

Bikoshito haay MAHANAAM

A spontaneous energy generating Life-force

Rhythms that are manifested patterns

Seeds the earth

Flowers of anointed fragrance and colours

Satyen Bose and Albert Einstein

           Satyen Bose and Albert Einstein

Causally linked to the Original Mind

Bestowing blessings

A sweet incantatory spell

In nature’s electric drama

Puts forth the Truth

In actions that are thus entangled with

The origin in the heart

The soul vibration across all interfaces

That sums up the cosmic principle of the Divine

Man besets his search for the Absolute

To be near to that Light

That feeds his anatomic mobility

A silent rapture of infinite strength

Patiently modulating

Synchronicity

                                        Synchronicity

An evolutional journey

Time has relapsed in a boundless ocean

There are no measurements here

The Will is the key driver

It has coded everything

In a mantric-vehicle

To that Thou shall offer

All your songs

And become the melody of the universe.

-J

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Reminiscences Of A Starless American Night In The Cold Neon Highways Scattering Truth Consciousness: Allen Ginsberg’s Howl and The Absolute Conformity of the Self

Allen Ginsberg Benaras 1963

Allen Ginsberg Benaras 1963

Reminiscences Of A Starless American Night  In The Cold Neon Highways Scattering Truth Consciousness: Allen Ginsberg’s Howl and The Absolute Conformity of the Self 

 

“We used to believe 

In the good ole days 

We still receive 

In little ways 

The things of kindness 

& unsporting brow 

Forget & allow

Did you know freedom exists 

Ina school book …

– Jim Morrison 

“I’m with you in Rockland

in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night”. – Howl by Allen Ginsberg, San Francisco 1955-56

If I am awake in those pavements

Received the light granted to me

If I am awake in those moments

By a sudden shiver that disentangled my brain from feelings

Reason didn’t persuade me to walk on waters

Nor did it profess to ensconce the sun on the spiral staircase

Then it looked utterly simple

This world, its maiden plump shadow and earthly odour

This body came out of a sensation

Invigorating the carcass with uranium sands

My nerves dangled with stars in profusion

Encircled a whole creation

A marble of plasticity that must explain the separation of superposition logic

Mixing sweat with lava and the charred bones of animal earth

A labour of the soul interpenetrating the elemental worlds

A play of inconscience with the superconscience

Anima Mundi entered the heart of the Heliospheres

An arrow spanning eons was shot from the quivering lips

It sprung words from the fountain of liquid time

Liquid because it obeyed gravity and didn’t think otherwise

And utterly innocent memories lapsed in the guise

Too wise to forget the vaporised dew on the face of things

That will clutter as raindrops on the shaligram shila

Nature’s precedents amplify the colors of a reminiscing spring

Like an old gramophone in the heart

It beat the desired vibration of subatomic chondrites

Louanimghor louvanimghor louhastreta soham

Poetry’s miniature in the formless attributes

Ever seeking words to manifest its new sign

Through the dilemma of stillness amidst the last action of the gods

The Supermind has descended on earth

And as they prepare the ceremony of the dead and the unborn living

From vrihat samhita sutras

The seven seers awake the child from their sleep

A time when the winds whipped the sea screaming:

Howl! Howl! Howl!

– J

 

PS: http://psychedelicsutra.blogspot.in

 

 

 

The Magic Circle of Shambhala and the Quest to Unify the Body, Mind and Spirit: The Conscious Awakening and Evolution

Song of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1943/State Museum of Oriental Art, Moscow, Russia

Song of Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1943/State Museum of Oriental Art, Moscow, Russia

CULTURE IS ACCUMULATION OF HIGHEST BLISS, HIGHEST BEAUTY, HIGHEST KNOWLEDGE.

– NICHOLAS ROERICH

The goal of contemplating the processes depicted in the mandala is that the yogi shall become inwardly aware of the deity. Through contemplation, he recognizes himself as God again, and thus returns from the illusion of individual existence into the universal totality of the divine state.

– C.G. Jung {Concerning Mandala Symbolism/C. G. Jung./(Zurich, 1950)}

 

Consciousness-Analogue

 Undulated sea of primeval ice caps

Nicholas Roerich, Mongolia

Nicholas Roerich, Mongolia

In the gorgeous daydream of Beethoven’s moonlit sonata

Flows down the valley of deep

Awake in the secret admiration

The sun’s chalice of darkness poured the golden day light

Hayagriva, sheun uh damor

Hayagriva, un phor lue

In the midst of the night, they are calling

“Awake the sleeping serpent coiled in the disc

Matter must transform itself into the fourth dimension and beyond”.

Alone in this quest, the traveller identifies his body

As the source of beauty and truth

Walking is a form of mediation

When you discover the inner light of Shambhala

Time into time is eternal time

All else is empty – quantum vacuum

Lives are built on information packets arranged in a form of liquid crystals

We live through a lattice of experience

Songs of the sacred wood perfume

Jung and the Mandala: Cryptograms connecting different dimensions of space and time

Jung and the Mandala: Cryptograms connecting different dimensions of space and time

The eternally gyrating ‘now’ into imperishable forms

We are sounds colours and shapes

Pictograms unravelled

A discourse with universe takes place every second

Unaware, our plight is our ignorance

We are fooled into believing that we are fools

All are intelligent systems operating in the universe

The bird, the tree, the whale and the man

Our structure has encoded the mathematics of a geometric evolution

From the centre to the radiant circumference

We live on the edge inside and on a point

We are the mandala of the rainbow spirit

We are the supramental force

The future is near not very far – om adi chintamani

Travelling faster than light,

The white horse illumines the anthropological crown in the head

As we leap forward into another historical time

The guide is the Lord who knows our way

Time is the blue horizon of each event

We spark we fly and not fall down the precipice.

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

Spectral Lines Convergence from the Sacred Stars On The Holy Communion of Divine Mother’s Birthday: 21st Feb, 2013 (Vega-altrom-cosnixz-Vega)

Spectral Lines Convergence from the Sacred Stars On The Holy Communion of Divine Mother’s Birthday: 21st Feb, 2013 (Vega-altrom-cosnixz-Vega)                            

Divine Mother and the Petal Wheel of the Four Maha-Forces in Action

Divine Mother and the Petal Wheel of the Four Maha-Forces in Action

Rare is the cup fit for love’s nectar wine, 

As rare the vessel that can hold God’s birth;

A soul made ready through a thousand years 

Is the living mould of a supreme Descent.

……………………………………………………….

A moment passed that was eternity’s ray,

An hour began, the matrix of new Time.

(Book V Canto II -The Book of Love, Savitri/Sri Aurobindo)

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE

Mirra Alfassa/Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Mirra Alfassa/Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Spring’s oeuvre in the honeycomb reconstituted lines from Savitri

A tender breeze softly huddles back to the flowering grove

In the Eden of the new book the yogic sonata grazes the distant constellations

Seasons fill your hearts with the utmost joy of a blissful state (Eragman to Extrohan)

Rains bring reverence on the dry rocks and deserts

Evening recalls prayers that are scripted on the sky like clouds that weep

The seed has the tree as the child the father of the Noachian time

In vernacular streams of silent words the prophet sees the great churning of time

Cross involuted in the withering fabric of space will fetch higher dimensional cause of descent

The quantum ring will engulf the ignorance bridging parts with the whole

Cities will open up new walmarts of consciousness bringing knowledge to mind the gap

The road Shambhala is the road to the second coming – wrahi-wraha-wraha

In the yonixo spectral stars (Class A), deep in the chamber of supramental alblackica

I am floating like a leaf on an ocean that itself is me

All that is and all that is not is still Mirra in erabonito quagman asa    Apollo Monalisa 2013

Words are meant for liberation and  not entrapment

Freedom is your choice in the will’s struggle to manifest the eternal surrender

You are the voice of the creation in the purified emblem of time’s romantic song

The trees know the truth the birds have canonized the heaven’s swift rivers of daisy

Through the light you can see the rise and fall of gravity’s reign of terror

Cycles end but the pyramid of the darkness is a feather in free space

That dark abode of the mother is the secret of the sun (Exoplanet Ressurection)

It is that that can be known in the unknown quarter of creation’s laborious day

The creation is traversing willazo-night years every 800pra-pi-nano seconds!

(WHAT WE WANT TO BECOME …AT THE END OF THE LICOXO-PAST- THE JOURNEY TOWARDS THE FUTURE)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

1. Mirra Alfassa, Monalisa, 2013

2. Apollo, Monalisa, 2013

3. Divine Mother, Monalisa, 2013

Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

Divine Mother, Monalisa 2013

William Shakespeare’s the Forests of Arden: The Quantum Vauxhall and the Poetics of Shambhala

 

 

William Shakespeare, Monalisa, 2012

Shakespeare, Monalisa 12

William Shakespeare’s the Forests of Arden: The Quantum Vauxhall and the Poetics of Shambhala

Consciousness-Analogue

The mystical belongings of the ancient race can trace itself to the Forests of Arden

Time’s enormity is confined in the quadro-dynamics of the mind’s ear (the history of Sruti from Silence)

The cobble stones that make the road are the feet of your words in a trance like state

A quantum journey that man must partake to reach the prefix of his destiny

Dissolved in that forest of silence, the Brahman is the true Shakti of the magnetic force

The fermions exchange with bosons in the Last Supper of the creation’s rite

Parallel universes do exist in the nano-infinity of the tall tree (the ancient Vauxhall tribe of the Red Indians)

Within the realm of the magnificent architecture, Shambhala opening its gates of freedom

With the closed-aperture of the individual’s camera choice in the whole macrocosm

The bark is the feather of the winged-war horse

That dives into the ocean of everlasting love

Vauxhall Adam/source the Telegraph, UK

Vauxhall Adam/source the Telegraph, UK

To recreate the Dwarka or Alexandria or Rome or Athens

From the sea-voyage of the sun in the moon’s chalice of the midnight sonata

These are revelations of the ancient stone in the khwa-zim-uvra space

Broken harps of platinum may sing that song of the road for ages to come

Connect with that storage information system in the cells

You may receive an answer from the abode of lights.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

James Joyce and the Subatomic Quest for the Chalice: The Final Grail of Quantum Identification

  James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

James Joyce, Monalisa, 2012

 “I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes”. – ‘Araby’, James Joyce

The Grail Chalice is the outward symbol of man’s final quest for beauty – the beauty that exists in love, and in life- its that enlightening aspect of self-transformation in things. Without it, life is a sordid cup of sorrow, the artist cannot paint the Madonna of the mind or the Monalisa  of the dream. The Buddha is the Christ in the mediation of the cross on the rose of the eternal coin. That coin is the tree of prosperity,the kiss the final wealth to be accumulated by the outpouring of grace – winter harvests the spring of the early descent of the Lord into the monsoon of green vegetation thereby renewing the cycle of life from birth to birth, and from that birth to the rebirth in immortality. The sacred wish is to attain that liberty- the dzochen is the beauty self-preparation for that stage by acquiring the consciousness to enable the process.

Time was the fragment of the stone, Chintamani

Time was the unconscious element flowing in the stream that gives recognition to objects

The quantum wave is the writing on the stone, the scripture of the artist

God whose sacred poetry is the prose of the Stephen Daedalus in the many moments of the light travelling from the point of origin

Sun gods are young in the nubile river of the diction, words afraid of the meta-entanglement are jumping like seagulls into the sea

They cannot see the heavy rock that takes the shocks of the waves transmuting the pain into the litanies of the full moon joy- birth to birth is rebirth and the end is immortality.

To Shambhala, the future is the locked secret of the sweet envisioning

The King can see over the cold Gobi desert

that the world is about to change

as destined in the words of the prophetic oracle

Man is the choice for the next experiment in evolution…

– Joy Roy Choudhury

The Undying Truth of Divine Beauty as an Act of White Light Synthesis: Messages from Shambhala

“In Beauty we are united,       

Way to Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1933

Way to Shambhala, Nicholas Roerich, 1933

through Beauty we pray,

with Beauty we conquer”.

-Nicholas Roerich

“An occult godhead of this beauty is cause…”. – Savitri, Sri Aurobindo

White Light Synthesis: Beauty is quarto-afro-pi that exists in everything. Without beauty, there is no science no rationality or the idiom of pure intuitive intellect in the imagination of poets or seers or musicians or painters. Beauty is an inbuilt gadget in things that draws other eyes to put their technology of the mind to innovate and explore it beyond the dimensions of its kinetic mobility. The immobile is the power behind that vision of knowledge that finds beauty in the infinitesimal particles in the cyclical wave of the most advanced creation. Therefore, beauty is a unit of the divine as the divine is truly beautiful beyond that unitary dimension in the polyglossia of object diversity in the worlds that exist.

Thy beauty hangs around thee like

Children will be Children/Henri Cartier-Bresson Photograph, London

Children will be Children/Henri Cartier-Bresson Photograph, London

Splendour around the moon—

Thy voice, as silver bells that strike

Upon

–          Beauty’s Halo, PB Shelley

That naked halo of beauty engulfs all objects giving them the celestial radiance of the divine creation where we stand- we face it every day in our life, we need to understand the subtlety of it, we need to look beyond ourselves to find it in within us in beautiful proportions. That itself is the harmony that Keats has sought in the sensual realm of beauty in nature:

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard

Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;

Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared,

Pipe to the spirit dities of no tone. (The Ode on a Grecian Urn, John Keats)

Moving across sensual space, one discovers supra-sensory spaces and allied time denominations of that, beyond that into ever higher realms of beauty and so on.

“A violet by a mossy stone

Half hidden from the eye!

–Fair as a star, when only one

Is shining in the sky”.  (She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways, William Wordsworth)

The seeker can unveil the true spirit of beauty and find truth lying in it. That’s the fundamental freedom that one can exercise in the process of evolution of consciousness. The great poets and artists and scientists all have done that in their works thereby creating pool of resources for humanity to progress along the same lines of corporate development.

Beauty is a reason to exist- its the child of man

Beauty is the paranormal fragment of nature mediating darkness with quantum light of insurgence in the victory of the sun from the mental years imprisoned in the own quark and leptons of the federal process. Beauty thus is the translation of peace of an inaudible sound that chants the everlasting mantras of complete happiness.

Beauty is the flux of compassion in the trial of love over death and suicide.

Life can only win if one is truly speaking the language of beauty through the condensed mind that is activating time progeny through the peace incubation.

Beauty is peace on earth – beauty is the hands of sorrow scripting the final victory of light in the sempiternal curve of the unilever mind – the sparrow has many broken wings but the flame of desire to fly is not dead within – let the light unequivocally create the blue skies of heaven for the gulls to spread their evangelical wings across the superb velvet seas folding the moon in the quarter of the day challenging all that is impossible because the divine is the guide in us “exceeding us, to exceed ourselves”. (Savitri, Sri Aurobindo)

“In the immutable and inviolate Truth   

Sri Aurobindo: 5th Dec, Maha-Samadhi Day

Sri Aurobindo: It is not a hope but a certitude that the complete transformation of nature will take placeFor ever united and inseparable,

The radiant children of Eternity dwell

On the wide spirit height where all are one”. – (Savitri, Sri Aurobindo)

The archetypal truth is the universal phenomenon happening unfolding in us to take us further where “the radiant children of Eternity dwell”.

If you are a traveller in the realms of beauty, you ought to find this place of radiance where children incognito shall wear the crown of the clowns in the immortality of life superimposing the fractal supermind on the finite magnitude of things – they belong to the heart of the future in the compassionate mind of the divine embodiment.

The primeval concept of regeneration is evident in beauty that springs in every season with its specific tint and hue, making merry with the time in pouring colours and mixing them with the palette knife. The yin-yang is at play in this process of the spirit becoming the flesh, of the seed becoming the tree and seed again.

Her divine beauty is the only flame – Radha’s love is beyond words – The Lord himself misrecognizes it in the first instance, grapples with it in the second instance, prays in the third so he understands and so on…

Divine Mother and the Petal Wheel of the Four Maha-Forces in Action

Divine Mother and the Petal Wheel of the Four Maha-Forces in Action

The divine petals of the four forces are operating in nature to make us learn what we can easily learn.

Maha-Kali the destroyer awaits fortune of Maha-Lakshmi to reconcile life with immortality through the myriad hands of Maheswari inculcating wisdom of the cosmic house (“The ideal goddess in her house of gold”- Savitri) in the tranquil renditions of the supramental perfection of art by the ever innocent spontaneity of Maha-Saraswati in the speedy recovery of things. These four eternal forms of Beauty bring harmony to our lives.

voice-signals from rialto-supermind Acrux.“Beauty is the existence of every particle in perfect harmony and perfect peace and happiness, whatever is eternally peaceful and happy, is truly beautiful and the journey to it is the eternal transformation of a being from ignorance to emancipation”.

– Monalisa as received through voice-signals from rialto-supermind Acrux.
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The White Stone Images of the After-Light Years in the Free-Will Destiny of Sacred Time in the Alblackica Hours ‘if it were a dream’!

Tribal Art, West Bengal, 2011

The White Stone Images of the After-Light Years in the Free-Will Destiny of Sacred Time in the Alblackica Hours ‘if it were a dream’!

Consciousness-Analogue

Image intercepts images from signal-bound destinies

Raven-rod sparkle the white-dwarf star

From Shambhala to Tibet to Sikkim to South 24parganas, time’s winged-horse pulls its chariot

Om adi om adi-om-adi-chintamani link up matter with true conscious illumination

Hevaya-factor reduced by 1, analogous to motion at rest in motion

Changes reconstitute the new order

Alpha finale of the grand alala

Awakened from the inconscient sleep in a well of waters

Nag-Swarpa saw time’s axis holding the Chalice in the mouth of the great ocean 

Tat-terra-rawat-rawat-un-uni-univham

Son of Man rises from the sea

Words are token adjectives prepossessing nouns in a verbal dialogue

Words are annihilated matter in a crucible of dust

Let the mind bear the terrible light coiling into darkness and into further realms of light-after-darkness

Lines are assimilation of dots in a free space of free-sacred-free-choice

Rivers are talking to the sand dunes, language loves its metaphors

Imaginative qualia before self-dissolution is higher than creational-alpa-Qubit space

Rome in the sarcophagus is the Egypt in San Francisco via train-ether in Shambhala moon domain

And as the Sun shivers in the radioactive lake of the occult stone, the virtual is transposed on the super-real inflammatory matter of justice-light – Thou Art the Sacred Equivalent Food of Micro-Meca-Species

Apples of Cravux Moksha brought gifts to the mother-earth towards undifferentiated light 

I am not I in the anti-I of I to become the I in Anti-I of I

Logic-loop gates are closed, reason is a brisk walk before death/The Apocalypse

Rosy summer awaits the April showers to carry the fallen leaf into the autumn of the winter

And winter is Janus-Opahim Matter of Alblackica in Alblackica

Nadir buk chire rasta sagar mohonay khuje pay prachin prachuryya

Akasher parichay patre lekha achhye tar katha

Sajher alo jakhan sesh takhon samay anadiutsakendrer ei ek path

Macher jale dhara dey kato tara, uki jhuki mere dekhe ar bale “This is the true Primeval Space”- in the after light of darkness when light drank the poison of the earth, she gave her a child who was the Man in the stone as the fire raising his will to meet the impossible possible in the retrograde coordinates of this undefined creation.

Time moves in her own sweet way, her will is the power to meet the future equation of existence-consciousness & bliss

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Jupiter cheers up the Lonely Star http://astrobob.areavoices.com/

Boxet-18, Samij Datta, 2012Chin

In the Gap-Mind Moun Matter the Zero Pull-Up Fish Against Gravity Towards the Alpha-Omega of the Shambhala

 

24-Boxet, Samij Datta, 2012

In the Gap-Mind Moun Matter the Zero Pull-Up Fish Against Gravity Towards the Alpha-Omega of the Shambhala 

Consciousness-Analogue

Time spies on eternity, eternity is death of this creation

The yyt-years of daling indanity is the true cosmic spirit-gap of the final manifestation

Through the vora-gate the divine shall alter this present parable

Vra-uj-ni alala alala

Vra-uj-ni alala alala

Vra-uj-ni-alala alala

The hymn of Shambhala is the perfect fracban-uningrotyim of the sun to the stars

The tree of life worships the stone image of the Alblackica, jarix Brahman is Dark Matter run

The rivers are daughters of the skies carrying their forgotten jewels to the sea

Brahman is Shakti as Shakti in Brahman

Brahman is Brahman in the wariman of the Supermind

Walk the walkatishwara (3x)

Silence too is the true art of science in the future technology of the past

And as the mountains start shaking in the east, the waves roll and hit the rock

Time for introspection is over, abandon all scriptures but keep alive the mind with a beautiful heart

Soon the simple ways will show that beauty is a temple that can construct the divinization of man

Seeker of the truth, let falsehood die on your lips before you speak

And let your eyes rule the darkness in light as over the rainbow hangs the crown of destiny

XOLLAR IS THE CURRENCY TO DO BUSINESS IN CONSCIOUSNESS

XOLLAR IS ERP ON DOLLAR AND FRV ON DOLLAR

DOLLAR ON HUXATIT-YUME CAST OF SUPER-REASON (LIGHT IS LUGHT)

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

The Resurrection of Time in the Valley of the Stars Riding the Xenon Calf of Superman

Vaxuta Eternal, Samij Datta 2012

The Resurrection of Time in the Valley of the Stars Riding the Xenon Calf of Superman

Consciousness-Analogue

Silence is an anonymous poet who has painted the murals of the sky with the stars

He himself is the king advocate of the divine order in the creation

His vessels are the building blocks of consciousness

His reign over time has crossed the eternal existence

His kingdom has harboured man with manifold gifts

From the naked desire he gave cognition its birth from 8verb-light-muscle5 /matter of the Creatrix

And the speech came out from the Brouhaman gripping sound-tablets walking like verbs

Ganges slept on the mind of the man (manu)

Nile was overflowing through his veins

Mississippi was his destiny of dreams                                                       

And the Volga gave him the rare instinctive faculty of effect-cause synthesis

Lao Tzu was an ancient man

Lao Tzu was him

Silence crucified himself in the para-brahman 6-afterlight-6 causes

The night sang the glory of the day in the deep honour of his love

Ringing petals as if they are bells in the odyssey of the light leaping into the sea

The stars say it’s the resurrection of time in the lap of its mother

Vaxuta was only looking at the mountains, farmers, horses and elephants

Ambatat-harstot-afraz-haramaz

Entire-Creation-Entire= (JAZUP –YAWUX-786 UKA) System Evolution Strength

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Lao-Tzu Painting

“The great Chinese sage Lao-tze has said: ‘One who may die, but will not perish, has life everlasting’. It means that he lives in the life of the immortal Man. The urging for this life induces men to go through the struggle for a true survival.

– Man’s Nature, The Religion of Man, Hibbert Lectures, Oxford (1930), Rabindranath Tagore