Intersection Points in the Cosmic Inflation on Microwave Background Radiation: Information Inflow as Contraction into Singularities (Seer-Observation of Ekayoniz Wormhole -Shirdi Sai)

Shirdi Sai Baba circa 1900 original photograph

Shirdi Sai Baba circa 1900 original photograph

 

“There can be no naked singularities, which are unshielded by event horizons”. – Roger Penrose

Quantum Non-Locality in Copenhagen Interpretation: The Collapse of the Wave-Function cannot be produced by any known physical process – beyond mechanistic local theory of reality (direct inference from Bell-Aspect experiments)

Non-dual aspect of mind is Samsara purifying the aboriginal truth by the 68th degree valipa turn (0.0.1.0) of the Selvuha existence (T=T) around the mind bearing rudraksha.

Words woven in the syntax

Draped in clothes

Computing a syllogistic pattern of clouds

Do you hear the raindrops fall on seashells, on mud earth

On tetra-lithic mountain rocks, on valleys merged with the shoreline?

Where is the rhyme

John Archibald Wheeler Teaching at Princeton Univ. 1967 explaining the distinction between Classical Realm and Quantum Realm

John Archibald Wheeler Teaching at Princeton Univ. 1967 explaining the distinction between Classical Realm and Quantum Realm

Dying in the vine

Or in the wells of amputated beings

Thinking constructs a formation of things

Feelings generate a motion in the void

And the planets go merry around the sun

And your Self around the heliosphere

Lilting graceful melodies quite unknown

Exchanging information one millionth of a second

With the butterfly’s invisible quatrains

With the fur of the leopard and the giggle of the dolphin

Intersecting patterns one millionth of a second

“This is the end, beautiful friend

A Game of Chess

A Game of Chess

The end

Of laughter and soft lies,

The end

Of nights we tried to die

This is the end.”

Do you feel this bio-entanglement?

Do you feel like flowers the change of seasons?

And the birds twit one note to your ears?

Tereu

Unreal city

The moon climbs over the camelback

Waiting for the lost arc over the horizon

Waiting for an archetype

Or a constellation sign

An architectural pattern unrecognized

A silence undisturbed

A matrix of harmony inexorable

Unfolding one end of an accelerated frame

And beginning the other with your singularity point

A sequence of steps unforeseen by many

A touch of feelings that changed the world

And he saw it coming

In his waking self

Spiralling towards the ocean of depths

And it said voulshekho uho nin usta

Uho nin usta mou mapar

Trok vei usha nin yin ihiabdho

Ihiabdho…

(Observer > V-Static –Yong Observation) {65= NH}/para-zeta-dimension of truth

– J

 

Ref: The End, Jim Morrison, The Doors

 

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 120th Birth Anniversary of Sri Paramhansa Yogananda- An Invocation to the Divine Light: Heart Rendering to Hearts the Fellowship of Perfect Human Growth At The Dawn of a Mystical Beginning /Quantum Kriya and the Everlasting Day

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5th January 2014

The 120th Birth Anniversary of Sri Paramhansa Yogananda- An Invocation to the Divine Light: Heart Rendering to Hearts the Fellowship of Perfect Human Growth At The Dawn of a Mystical Beginning /Quantum Kriya and the Everlasting Day

The Sun and the Swan did the kriya on the waters 

Each exchanging the note of the music that was perennial 

From the time It was That It was not -an unborn self out of love 

It manifested through the mystic yoga the ‘katha-samudra’ of the unmanifest kingdom

Silence became the root of the tree bearing the flower, the fruit, the seed and the branch of many lives 

It covered the roof of the hermitage with green leaves and blossom and occasionally with snow

And sweet perfume wafted across melodious seas of devotion 

In faith it reconstructed the teacher’s memorial 

Adi Guru Adi Satya Adi-Anadi Vasundhara

Wonderful songs permeated the air’s ethereal vastness 

And in that superposition of ideas was perfect coherence 

And the universal mind compacted them into one beatific reality 

A collapse into the real gave deliverance to the soul 

An absolute surrender is the only cause of the Sat-Chit-Ananda existence.

-J

 

The Absurd Superimposition of the Bose-Einstein Condensates: The Eternal Highway of The Doors

Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek circa 1969

Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek circa 1969

 

The Absurd Theatre

Quartz rhythm

Hypothetical geometric fibres

The circle with the thing in itself

Unknown to the territory

Walks on the edge gazing at the distant stars

Birds fly rocking the girdle

A movement of the hips enables  the plasma of the sun

Rested on the streams of the seven seas

A deserted highway is a door to eternity

It’s the burial ground of our collective memory

Here, cars don’t pull up and stop

Strangers walk not

Not even the tarantula

Spikes of frozen earth laps

The wind’s hairy roar

Screaming across the metal foliage of rusted lands

Rolling like a substance without a toil

In a unmistakable world of quiet absurdity

Not knowing, it crawls towards that significant nothing

That which is our moving frame of existence

Relative to simultaneous points

Many years later your old Word is very young

Innocent like the child of a polished stone

Absurd, forgotten or gone.

– Joy Roy Choudhury