Krishna dancing with the Gopis on the Yamuna Bank Vraja-Lila Quantum Rasa-Samudra
Galactic Leap Through Automation of Free-Will Extrohan: Love is the Key to Kal-KI Yatra of Madhava
Sweet sandalwood swarms turquoise moon
Soft as the yellow silk clothing the trees
Can you see the kiss that draped the sunlight of mirrors?
Each garlanded by the madhurya-rasa of the infinite one
A hymn of the night bestowing light
A streaming in of music from the solar deities
Leaf stained with the dewy vermilion
And perfumed by an alien flowering of time
Sang to the Lord of Lords its eternal song:
(Prabhu Prabhu Prabhu Hey) (Anantanantamay)
In search of the silent formless void unmanifest
Kalachakra Mantra
The cupola of the time as eternity of Buddha
Saw the opening of many invisible doors
So, you may preserve yourself in that wide nothing of conscious life-force
And become the syllabic embodiment of the heart-chakra
White lotus of the sun in blue beak of the honourable sea-bird
Flapping its wings like the breath of each life
A moment of inner-awakening, a call from the shepherd of the mountains
A bearded green tree as chintamani radiating light fragrance
A coiled rainbow serpent at its foot
Fluting the majesty of the golden day
Enter Shambhala exit through the conch-shell of HARI
Paranam naam charishato batsharer lila ananda may
A peace descends on earth so you must light the fire of your will
Stronger than the wheel of time
Radha-Krishna and the Gopis The Perfection of the Heart-Chakra Spin
Stronger than the axle
To become the vajrakaya of the Padma-Sambhava
Your words trace the link to the origins
To the Sesha-Nag Ananta – Vrala –Om Vraja twilight Hari
Crescent moons and Neanderthal Suns and the Meta-phoenix of the distant stars
The rocks roll on the ocean floor carving mandala of an enormous space
Four corners diagonally dissecting the point of the Creatrix
Joachim Alma-Mater trahuv time – thousand Avalokiteshwara of the Shambhala night
Searching the morning that comes to them as wood’s thermal fragrance
Jim Morrison Photograph Circa 1970
Of the rasa-dance in helio-optical circles of lunar belts
Within itself the rose is the secret of the heart of matter – Adi Chintamani Om
To see that beyond in the within of time is the salvation of the cycles of Kalachakra
To thee place the vision as the leaf offers itself to the butterfly
Tomorrow has built the road for the yearning yesterdays
A song may refill the Absolute space
A time may anoint the sigma of moment
Reach out for that single dew drop Tat Sat Hari Om!
Padmasambhava: Guru-Rinpoche
MESSAGE FROM PADMASAMBHAVA: VAJRA GRACE
0m ah hung vajra guru peme siddhi hung (3x)
The Golden Sutra of Padmasambhava:
Read your body by the golden orb of the sunlight that beats into your heart every second-time is eternity captured through the sound fragrance of the mantric syllables -the body prisons the Lord that you liberate through it into higher dimensional beings -here this means conscious existence at higher levels. (Vajrakaya-Supramental)
The body is the only means to this Lunar Door opening through the madhuyra laya of the kal transforming the obsolete habitual life into further harvest of cultivated thoughts that is not bound by any possible stigma, socio-cultural or esoteric.
Light is dance of the footsteps crossed by darkness now
She is the wecra wlavouf wild fruit of the galactic center
She the teacher of our innermost feelings from the book of the tree
That book is paradise encoded in the virtual server of the magic of love
Mastery of all possible elements is complete with the chakra spinning at the heart of matter manifesting the highest spiritual goodness through the subtle vibrations of sound-kriya conscious pragyan systems – that is the true technology that ought to be in place on earth if it wants to attain true enlightenment by getting an entry into the galactic federation.
Good Luck Friends!
– Joy
