From Om Parvat to an American Pastoral: The Story of Grand Resurrection of Sri Yukteshwar and Light-Matter-Interactions in the Quantum Higgs Field

Sri Yukteswar: The Quantum-Kriya for Transformation of Earth

Sri Yukteswar: The Quantum-Kriya for Transformation of Earth

“I’ll tell you this:
No eternal reward will forgive us now
for wasting the dawn.
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god
Wandering, wandering in hopeless night
Out here in the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we are stoned Immaculate”.

– Jim Morrison, AN AMERICAN PRAYER

Thou Reverend Father of the haloed light

Of invisible mass and fragrance of sweet dreams

The cosmic pool on which things float

Are fragments of thy stream

Surrender thy life-force in complete resurrection

A coming of the golden tide – a high occurrence on the event-horizons

Forests of splendid visions

Spinning around a change of seasons

The hornbill and the quail and the weaver and the gale

Sky’s diamond rings collapse and cease

Before the dead dull head of the sun

The freezing stars assimilate

One body, one spirit and one heart-for-all

That thou from this light must manifest thy truth

In the emptiness of forms must liberate the mind’s vacuum hymns

A consciousness so pure and

Jim Morrison (An American Pastoral, 1969):

Jim Morrison (An American Pastoral, 1969): The Soul of Light-Matter-Interactions

everlasting

Creating in the Higgs Field, the Interactions

Force enacts mass and energy by constant dissolution and creation

Emerge as the cosmic sign the miracle of light entrusted you this work of Works

Let the world reel and the angels sing or cry in the mist glow of heavens

Earth to undergo the transformation in this time

A little flower of thee – an offering that was trampled by the insane vicissitudes of existence

Shall in the end bloom the divine essence of life

And be the cusp for higher material and spiritual interactions.

“Silvery star

Cottonwood canyons

Alokananda melting from the zenith

Flows into gorgeous valley of rainbow hued dreams

Light shines

A moment’s flash deep into the future

A past resurrected from the dead ashes of the tree

A flower of sweetness prevail in the fluting cry for the divine union

Earth’s gardens are bathed in the vesper of fragrant memories

It’s time to rebuild the Eternal kind”.

-Joy

– Joy

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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