119th Birth Anniversary of Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose:Transcending History by the Will-Force of Qui-Qui Supramental Shakti (Super-Implicate Ensembles)

Netaji

Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose: The Soul with the Golden Heart (Jay Mahakal)

In every heart there is a flame

black hole NASA

Black Hole NASA

It touches the tip of the golden sun

Honour thy spirit in that moment of bliss

To create and re-create the essential Reality,

Here and Now

Remainders of  the queen-plasma resonance from the cube-variable of the Averlon-Transcendence over the least power sensibility …naturally .project within itself  the kinematic happiness of   innumerable Domainless Dimensions, always waving towards the Gnapela-Powerl-Holcago {predestiny} through the self-propagating Soft-Point or  Zero-Point Energy paradox ).Life is full of Beautiful choices……. and in short this is the story of the equation e=mc(square)!

Akharer pratibedan samadhisto hayechey

Netaji 2

Netaji

Black spinning torque upon the universe              Tibetan Thangka… sacred Mount Kailash, Milarepa.
Chetonar pradip jwalchey
Neel himalaye
It is for the Absolute on the Absolute to the Absolute
From that nought to create binomials for relative existence
Time as in duration exists in the mind
And space-time too is a projection of the Mind
Sthir chitta nayan dekhe maha-kaler maha-swaroop
Time’s re-collective pastimes are over and dead
Future doesn’t speak
But you may find at this moment transcending all
And you enter now
By Mother’s grace
Far beyond supramental realities.
From Crechanhumpi to Vrekhanilo (sizeless Domains, creations)
It is moving with a dream on its back,……durga..durga!
Future is near when you touch the stone, Chintamoni!
-J
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‘Have you forgotten the Keys to the Kingdom?’: Jim Morrison, Shambhala and the ‘Tat-Wat-Yat’ Sunyata

Jim Morrison in Paris 1971

Jim Morrison in Paris circa 1971

Hello, I love you…

Suryer mandire tapashyar pratham pradip jwalchey

In the temple of the sun, the tapas of consecration is lighting the 1st candle

From that billion candles will be lit

Celebrating the joy of this freedom

The road is but empty and full of flowers

Snow flakes and rose-tinted glasses

Gladiolus, chrysanthemums, yellow, red hibiscus

And the harp rendered subtle florets of sandalwood

Reminiscing the canonization of time’s eternal journey

Wandering in deep elder forests  

Flowers by Eugene Delacroix

Flowers by Eugene Delacroix, Paris

Seeking the Self,                 Jim Morrison 1

In search of answers

There?                

Here?

Or, everywhere?

In the motionless lines of words

In the fragments of poetic syllables

In the seizure of a cantata

In the ceremonious bells that rang at the coronation of kings

In the waving of hands across the parlour

Or, in a kiss of the dawn               

Illuminated pages from a dispersed Dharani manuscript Tibet Zhalu monastery The Metropolitan Museum of Art

Illuminated Pages from a dispersed Dharani Manuscript, Tibet, Zhalu Monastery, pic courtesy The Metropolitan Museum of Art, NY

The sweetest of them all

In the pure sobriety of a winter frost

“Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom?

Have you been borne yet &; are you alive?”

She saw beneath the opacity of stars and the moons

Luminous, shining

Points incarnating flames

Playing at the heart of all strings

Melodies unknown

Unfathomable

A zero pulse is the occult charm

Manifesting transcendental ones that we worship and devour

The Sun at the distant horizon

At the heart of all strings (3x)

Manifesting the Atman in the body

And because form is empty,

Beings are identical with Nirvana.

-J

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The White Tara Mantric Circle Protection and the Protein Plasma in Her Womb Radiating the Higher Frequency of Enlightened ‘Bliss’

Tibetan White Tara

                                                                                Tibetan White Tara

‘I am Shiva

White Tara Mantric Circle

White Tara Mantric Circle

Nothing arises in me

In whom nothing is single

In whom nothing is double

Nothing is

Nothing is not

What more is there to say? – From Astavakra Gita

Oṃ Tāre Tuttāre Ture Mama Ayuḥ Punya Jñānā Puṣtiṃ Kuru Svāhā

Pure as white snow

The rays of the seven suns melted the Himavant

Devi Parvati's offering to Lord Shiva Folk Art Miniature from Rajasthan

Devi Parvati’s offering to Lord Shiva Folk Art Miniature from Rajasthan

And the lake stood calm and still

Earth and heaven conjoined by air’s merciful grace

Into the sweet reverie of the all continuing space -the Akasha

Attaining self-hood of ‘I’

Becoming one with the Brahman

By liberating the gross, subtle and causal bodies

Into the supra-physical reality of the Divine Embodiment

A womb in the mother’s plasma protein

That radiates the higher frequency of Enlightened ‘BLISS’

Many Buddhas I saw ready to be awakened

In the clear light of the Bardos

And a gentle wind

On the prayer wheel

Turning Her eyes towards the destiny

Echoed the syllable of the ‘LOST WORD’

 

-J

 

 

 

 

Triple Transformation of the Sun Perfecting the Maha-Mudra of Green Tara, The Compassionate One: The Supreme Bliss of ‘Bhava-Samadhi’

Tibetan Green Tara

                                                                          Tibetan Green Tara

Hearing the lost word

That vibrates tranquilly with this universe

Hearing the lost word

Whose syllabic frequency is one with her compassionate heart,

Neither yonder, nor near,

At the still point

Where the fire and the sun conjoins

Becomes the all pervading oceans by lightning {Vajrakaya}

WHERE TIME DENOMINATES INTO EVER MINUTE FRACTIONS OF THE INFINITE WHOLE (THE COSMIC PETAL)

AIR ENTERING AND EXITING THROUGH THE VORTICES

PERFECTING THE MAHA-MUDRA OF DIAMOND LIGHT

THE TRIPLE TRANSFORMATION OF THE SUN HAS TAKEN PLACE

AND FROM THE YONI OF THE COSMIC VOID GREEN SHOOTS RESEMBLING LIFE PATTERNS EMERGE

THEY BECOME THE FIRST FLOWERS OF COSMIC HARMONY

ATTRACTING LIFE WITH LIFE

PRANA WITH PRANA

IN THE SUPREME BLISS OF CONSCIOUSNESS

HARI OM TAT SAT!

-J

‘Don’t Miss the Last Bus to Cross the Frontier’: Maha-Kriya Samadhi and the Countdown to the Coming Time-Savitri’s Timeless Yoga Proceeding Towards Truth-Consciousness

Kalida Meditating

Kalida Meditating

Don’t ‘Miss the Last Bus to Cross the Frontier’- Krishnaprem

Maa Durga Painting

OM MAA- Maa Durga Painting

In the early 1940s, Sri Krishnaprem engaged himself in an ecstatic kirtan that went on till midnight at the Himadri Publication Office at Ganesh Chandra Avenue. Of course, this was a divine event when Krishnaprem embraced Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy …they greeted each other and the music went on for hours…Sri Krishnaprem who was a great friend of Sri Dilip Kumar Roy always quoted Tennyson’s words “An infant crying in the night/An infant crying for the light/With no language but a cry” to elucidate the simple unconditional intensity of aspiration or ‘guru-bhakti’ which is there in a latent form in everyone. Krishnaprem was also connected with Sri Ramana Maharshi and with Sri Aurobindo via correspondence with Dilip Kumar Roy. Yogishwar, Kali Da , who was also friend of Kazi Nazrul Islam, would later predict the exact day of Sri Aurobindo’s physical departure and reveal it to Dilip Kumar Roy, and, when asked he simply replied that it was an act of inspired moment. He was also subtly connected with Sri Ramana Maharshi and with all great yogis including Sri Ramthakur, Yutsung Lama, Sri Bholagiri Maharaj, Sri Sitaramdas Omkarnath Thakur etc.  He had only one message “The Only Precondition to Understand the Master Magician is Absolute Surrender”.  Why did Kali Da used to go out in the night in central Calcutta, in places like Curzon Park, Victoria Memorial North Gate, Esplanade, Maidan, dockyard etc.? Whom did he meet? Who was ‘Bandhu’ and ‘Professor’ who used to come to meet him in these strange places? What did they talk about? What is the connection of such numerous meetings with Paramhamsa Yogananda, Sri Yukteshwar Giri, Lahiri Mahasaya? What did they discuss? Did Kali da talk about Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj as the Brahman, the Self or ‘Bandhu’? Who was ‘Professor’? Was he a technical person? Did he have the knowledge/information about the structure of the cosmos? Was he the Manifested Brahman in charge of physical operations? Did all these things have any connection with Sri Caitanya Maha-Prabhu and later with Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor? Why did Kali Da go to Manas Sarovar and Tibet? Who were the Tibetan Master yogis he met? Why did Netaji or Sri Subhas Chandra Bose meet Sri Prabhu Jagat Bandhu Sundor in Bangladesh, why was Mahatma Gandhi accompanying him? Who is coordinating all these events? Did Prabhu go to Paris? Who helped Netaji to come out of Siberia? What is his connection with Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj? Who is Sri Badal Chatterjee and what was he doing in Chandannagore the place from where Sri Aurobindo went to Pondicherry? He said he attained 12 years nirvikalpa samadhi under instruction of Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj and later entered Bengal taking the guise of Babaji Maharaj. DID SRI RAMAKRISHNA REINCARNATE…AS THE PAGLA BABA IN CHANDANNAGORE? What is Christ doing in Shambhala/Gyan-Ganj? Why did Sri Gopinath Kaviraj used to visit Kali da’s house in Varanasi? Why did Bupendranath Sanyal who was born in Nadia in 1877 and initiated later by Sri Lahiri Mahasaya, went on to work in his later life with Rabindranath Tagore in Santiniketan in 1903? This was before the great poet received the noble prize in 1913? What is the connection b/w Romain Rolland, Tagore and Einstein? Did Werner Heisenberg visit Tagore in Sanitiniketan after he had written the Uncertainty Principle and went to Dakshineswar as well?  These are few connective questions which has hyperlink with the entire system c-creation-c to m-creation-m? The coming future events are already decided in those years with very minute observations –humanity has to proceed towards Truth Consciousness…Tilopa knew this described in his 6 adepts, Yogananda and Sri Kalipada Guharoy knew all these, he even directed his friends to visit the temple of Kanak Durga in Gidni where the image on the horse anticipates the Call to get the Key, simply Call-Key!

In-Streaming of Consciousness

In-Streaming of Consciousness

The breath playfully animates life

Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj with Mt Kailash at the back Satyalok Ashram

Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj with Mt Kailash at the back Satyalok Ashram

From drowsy torpor to calm ecstasy

And ever greater states of high resolution

Turning the mind’s exteriorized vision into an inward gaze

Which has no goal nor any aim of attainment

But the calm peaceful equanimity of an untrained awareness

It holds the myriad key to  life’s all existential problems

In that deep retreat the rewarding experience is that of bliss

Unity of the Great Seal perfecting itself

Purifying the five elemental constituents

Typologically correcting the electro-dynamic covariants of the mantric pulsars

They are spinning inside the five skandhas

Creating the faculties for the dispersal of knowledge

By reflexive introspection of the one-pointed orientation of the willed-concentration called dhyana

High and low altered states gets differentiated and separated on their own

By the guru’s grace, practicising with the practitioner

Kensho

Kensho

Opening the central axis of cognitive dense inner vision

Seeing the world as a dot among many dots

Projecting highly mobile connecting behaviour ala network sharing

Processing energy qubits

A flake of sunlight

A radiant sky

A pearl in the lake

A beehive

Those corals in the reef

Lunar caves

And mystic mountains

And giant seabirds

The queen ant on the window sill

Violets and rosemary

Poets and pottery

Flower of Life

Flower of Life

The vra-ha-twik-maa

Children’s voices dying in the hall

In the parlour

On the ocean bed

The clapping of hands

Dying further

Into a whirling motion

That constitutes the unchanging solitude of this great learning

To unlock the secret of the Great Mind

By the alayavijnana cryogenic fuel oxidiser

Gestating light’s continual show

In a room of random darkness that inverses gravitation

Attuned to ice crystals of high optical density

Iridescent jewels of the spider’s web

lord-chaitanya

Lord-Sri Chaitanya Maha-Prabhu

Felicitating Savitri’s the great timeless yoga

A rare understanding of the spirit’s work

In shapes of cloud that move across

To fill a jug of water

Under the clear expanse of the new moon sky

Where no trace of light lingers

But only in the heart of the great preceptor

Who danced within stonewalls and stars

In the burning pyre

Redwood’s fire beneath the honey

Wilfully submits to the self-dissolution of All forms

Of all identities that are conditioned

Neither light nor darkness

Neither form nor the void

Neither the Self nor the non-Self

Born or Unborn

Beyond all space time dimensions

Pray you have come to the mysterious Origin of Origins

The Jewel in the Lotus

The Jewel in the Lotus

There where there is no trace

No gaze

No yantra of the future ‘I’

Awareness alone demystified the no-beginning and no-end…

-J

Buckminster Fuller’s Vector Equilibrium and the Super-Void of Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guha Roy: The Dance of the Still Point from the Strange World of Non-Verbal Act

Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

                                     Yogishwar Sri Kalipada Guharoy

“The vector equilibrium is the zero starting point for happenings or nonhappenings: it is the empty theater and empty circus and empty Universe ready to accommodate any act and any audience.” – Buckminster Fuller

“To use the imagery of a Tibetan poem, every action, every event comes of itself from the Void as from the surface of a clear lake there leaps suddenly a fish.” – Alan Watts

An empty theater

Mahaavatar Babaji Maharaj with Mt Kailash at the back Satyalok Ashram

A stage that remains forever empty

Only actors come and go

They bide time reading strange scripts

Practising the art of not knowing

With masterful strokes of their brush

With simple gestures,

They wove patterns of unspoken words

And complete the magical show

Always they have to come and go

Replete with ornate glories of an invisible vacuum

Little girl, hopping like a bird in between two branches of the cypress tree

Sees the naked sky’s rim haloed by light

And the stars flicker on the stone’s ancient pabulum

Tesseract

And the fire beneath the rock

Under seabed

Or, in the monstrous galaxies

Is awaiting the preeminent birth of a time

Down the tunnel into a darkened room

That opens to an empty courtyard

Where violet and indigo in their last spiritual rite

Created the jewel for the seven sages

And now, a heap of ruins, the broken tesseract

Will become the only observer of the coming spectacle

Why the dogstar have to turn around?

And smell of seawood and coffee bring news from the stock market?

On the mat                                                                 2001 A SPACE ODYSSEY Stanley Kubrick Film 1968

Sitting like a dead rat

Do you intend to become the Buddha or Sri Aurobindo?

Or else, you find in between folded spaces of paper crumbs

That the distance from the center is waning

Till it fades out leaving only negative space the liberty to reconstruct

The grand theater, the theosophy of the empty and the marvelous

“When the Name is uttered, 

Neither the Buddha nor the Self

There is: 

Na-mu-a-mi-da-bu-tsu

Na-mu-a-mi-da-bu-tsu.”

-J

From Maratika Cave (Nepal) Observing Finite Clock Time in Conformal Infinity: The Path to Enlightenment and Immortality by Guru-Rinpoche

Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava the Lotus Born

Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava the Lotus Born

“The most beautiful thing to experience is the mysterious. It is the true source of life, art and science”.

– Michael Talbot

“Spacetime tells matter how to move; matter tells spacetime how to curve”- John Archibald Wheeler, American Theoretical Physicist

 

 

Oṃ Āḥ Hūṃ Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hūṃ

Oṃ Āḥ Hūṃ Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hūṃ

 

Oṃ Āḥ Hūṃ Vajra Guru Padma Siddhi Hūṃ

 

an expansion point

Lamp Offerings inside Sacred Maratika Cave in Nepal where Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava attained Immortality Photo courtesy Ven. Sarah Thresher

Lamp Offerings inside Sacred Maratika Cave in Nepal where Guru Rinpoche or Padmasambhava attained Immortality Photo courtesy Ven. Sarah Thresher

a phase transition where all is still or in ceaseless motion

life’s golden scripture encapsulates countless universes

purified mantra from the heart heals the world-body /physical metamorphosis

from the threshold of dreams the real attains supernal enlightenment (the pure unborn bubble breathing life into inanimate matter)

pure lotus of the twilight mind captures the beautiful essence of life-long existence

infinite energy of the point particle is the field that generates the movement of other active fields

childhood in the cave to see the face of the sun counted the finite clock time of a conformal infinity

and the fountains erupted like shafts of light purely bathing the body and mind

it gave words the metric rhythm of a mantra -the syllabic qubits entangled the de sitter horizons

it was slowly making sense -the cells in the azure sap felt the vibrations

in the home of light the cave was the symbol of the bliss of immortality

the child reminisced the universes -reciting the verses he started to walk…

-J

 

 

 

The Radiant Point in the Observer Frame and Field Non-Locality: The Yoga of Time Transcendence and the Self Manifested Process of Incarnation

Blue Lotus /Nymphaea caerulea/Re-Birth and Association with Sun in Egyptian Mythology and with Enlightenment in Buddhism

Blue Lotus /Nymphaea caerulea/Re-Birth and Association with Sun in Egyptian Mythology and with Enlightenment in Buddhism

 

The Radiant Point in the Observer Frame and the Field Non-Locality: Yoga of Time Transcendence and the Self Manifested Process of Incarnation

 

A conscious revelation must come from the mind – from the sanctuary of the primal Self; it must translate the inner radiance, the fragrance into words of architecture whose frequency vibrations correspond to the spectrum of light. That’s the highest of yoga – kalpa siddhi – when you have transcended the eons or time itself you are then the Self – the Brahman- conjugation of all causality into a non-dual observer point from which all energies emanate.

 

An Inner Radiance of the Cosmic Bubble that you call “Jyoti” may be the Source of all Celestial Orbs Including the Sun…

Surya bigyan starts from that …

What is the jyoti? Where in lies its strength?

Jyoti is light-i-gyrating-hiranyagarbha-time – it was there before it wasn’t there = the system collapses the function by an act of observation so it was always there – sempiternal string vibrating photons SSVP

Ananda para-bramher kutir tai alo batash nache satyer tale

Paramhansa Vishuddhanand Ji Gandh-Baba

Paramhansa Vishuddhanand Ji Gandh-Baba

Dole koti tarar chinmoyi chita

Lagne gandher jyoti bechheye dey aapurbo shajja

Nikunjo bane radha krishner lila chale abiram

Shaktir shei sthal anandamayi jal purna sattay prakash kare jyotirmayi

In the journal of the occult cosmic horizon,

Flames aboriginal fire-seed was the truth behind the elastic scope of the creation’s many mysteries

It wasn’t there before it was there superimposed intelligent hydrometric function of water molecules

Fire’s astral self cognized with drops of water changing super-cyclical i-ternity to e-ternity to time quadrants

Time-space began to coexist – the first qubit expanded the Tat

The second qubit expanded Tvam

The 3rd the Asi

In the retro book of Sat-Chit-Ananda ‘that was it’ danced for the 1st time ever

Confluence of the past with the future at the junction of eternal now

Pervasive existence of Self in things began to construct the individual surface reality of the supra-unimanifest manifest

It started to appear with subtle interactions in the Field

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Sri Sita Ram Das Omkarnath Ji  and Mata Indira Devi

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy with Sri Sita Ram Das Omkarnath Ji and Mata Indira Devi

Flowers garlanded sweet forests

Nectar anointed the bough

The Lord and his friends

Are playing there now

Till dusk settled

And a thick veil of clouds

Brought thunder and rain

Here He came

Fluting with the Magi and the Stars

To meet where lines must translate the non-dual coordinates in a vector space

Touching the thread that expands forever

Eyes generate the ceremony of life

Wave upon a wave-cloud function premeditates reality

Supracosmic blessing came in discreet packets

And time involuted began the eternal evolution

Jai Sai…Jai Sai…Jai Sai

Tat Tvam Asi – You are that (Chandogya Upanishad) Guru > Disciple>1<0>Guru>Disciple = Brahman = Self = Creatrix  = Ultimate Causal String /Retrocausal Time Vibration

– J

Truth-Time-Destiny Reshaping Present Moment via Auto-Genesis of Class Nu Verticals in the Super-Implicate Field: Self-Becoming and the Coming Time

Yungdrung Cafe-Express: Jim Morrison at the Breakfast Table

Yungdrung Cafe-Express: Jim Morrison at the Breakfast Table

 

“Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.” – Joseph Campbell 

 

For those people who died

for Nirvana

for the heavenly creed

The Bon No-Beginning No-End

The Bon No-Beginning No-End

for you, for me

These lines are written

to convey the message

To ignore the warning

To spree upward into

Tantalizing voices

To visit under-seas

Believe

Things more horrible

than war

Things out of the tales

Great beasts

Suffering extinction

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo

Lord Tonpa Shenrab Miwo

…..

it must come

unbidden

like the dawn

soft haste

No hurry

hairs curl

The phone

rings

We create the dawn

– Jim Morrison/Excerpt from Wilderness Vol. 1

Truth-Time-Destiny Reshaping Present Moment via Auto-Genesis of Class Nu Verticals in the Super-Implicate Field: Self-Becoming and the Coming Time

Thinking allows you to traverse the universe      Prayer Bells

Chaos is just a field you may cross

Outside stepping out of the doors

Or inside the curved space of a mandala

A moment of inner realization

When you are coiled inside the embryo of a dream

Where you intersect space-time junction points

Pointing the play of interactive grids in Poincare ocean of unmanifested voids

Remembering the future from the logic substance of a tree

Or exhilarating cloudy sandbrush strokes on the desert

You may start the new day with a song

Encircle the point three times over

Remembering each colour’s frenzied dance

To the last moment that remains forever

History’s boring monologues

Cannot pathologically test the testimony of the Infinite

Songs without words

Moment of Inner Freedom

Moment of Inner Freedom

Silence on the sharp note of a string

Ever permeates the heart of all being

And as you observe the other objects

There reality lies in measurement

But who is measuring the exactitude of things?

Are you a number or a shape?

Becoming shapeless and merging in the gape?

Opium floods

Mahogany and oak

Kindle the poet’s natural desire for things

Where birds are connecters to spiral galaxies

Winding re-winding information flow

There we go

Seawards…

Mountainside…

Flashing bright patterns of a homecoming

What present cannot future articulates

Recognise the event-horizon

So, you may start the day with a song

7 miles long

Optramind Y-Lock Grid

A need

To open

Now

The valued vaults of Destiny padlock x-creation-x

(Truth-Time-Destiny Reshaping present moment via autogenesis of class Nu verticals in the Super Implicate Field)

– J

 

Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother and the Message of the Heart-Sutra

All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force…We must assume behind this force the existence of a conscious and intelligent mind. This mind is the matrix of all matter. – Max Planck

Nature isn’t classical, dammit, and if you want to make a simulation of nature, you’d better make it quantum mechanical, and by golly it’s a wonderful problem, because it doesn’t look so easy.- Richard Feynman

Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother: As long as earth remains trapped in its matter/energy contour and not in its consciousness, you will never be able to have the frequencies needed for transformation. Two things will primarily happen:

  1. Man will live in fear as long as he based himself in matter &
  2. He will hang on with time to be the play sport of utter ignorance. These twin movements still drive the energy of earth, though nature has many mysteries hidden on her face but mankind doesn’t have the courage to explore it nor has the hope or promise of a better life. It’s like train running inside a tunnel unable to come out because that will mean a complete change in the history of its habits that defined so far the course of his path. (from Big Bang to the Present time)  Man fears change as it is catastrophic to his existence – change here is the personal invocation of each system-evolution and not related to any sociopolitical order or system of fixed beliefs.

Disciple: Dear Mother, will you explain the ‘fear factor’ in man?

The Mother: Fear is the consort of death, the Holocaust – it’s not an allegorical sense of Auschwitz but a biological fear in the cells and therefore in the mind as well. Your sense of rational history has almost killed you – you don’t have the instincts of natural creativity anymore – you are a drone driven by the fear of death, driven by the illusions of time, driven by quadruple of logical sense that terrorise the beauty of nature and the cosmos. Matter as we see as a dense substance is not really what you know- it’s just vibrations, a certain frequency gives you the present form and structure, a different frequency will give you something else but how will you know it and most importantly how will you change its configuration! It requires technology to know it and do it as well but not the kind of technology that you are using right now – you will tomorrow come up with a riddle like the sphinx and use your jughead to scribble some field equations to juxtapose cosmology with quantum physics and bring mathematical geometric abstractions of fundamental space-time linearity non-linearity – that will not take you any closer to the truth my child! It’s a fear of loss and the fear of success that marred the world.

In the present context, let me ascertain one old nugget of truth – you all seem to know or at least a fraction of the human population know that the Divine is all powerful, omniscient and controls everything – it’s only a partial fact – the truth is the divine struggles to keep things in control otherwise it would have been a different scenario. You need work hand-in-hand with me to make this world a paradise – it can be done by the power of the divine will-force.

So, can you read with your heart, and think with your mind and take a walk across an ocean of bliss? Where is the shore-line? Is it a boundary? Take a fresh look and you will see there is no-boundary no space-time no finite thing in the universe. Everything you create from your thoughts – and where does your thoughts originate? Not in your brain – it’s just a device made for thought perception – converging, diverging its plainly a receptacle for consciousness – the fundamental duality of the body/mind comes from the brain you associate with giving you a sense of identity and self-reference. You are yourself the player in your field and yourself the referee – you know the game inside-out? But do you remember? Every qubit of information stored in the system can be accessed – don’t need even a user log-in – you are logged-in eternally my son. As the baby comes out the mother’s womb the umbilical cord is cut because it doesn’t need the connection physically – it can grow on its own and develop itself but always connected to its source non-locally. Consciousness is the key to everything in this creation.

Only true love can unlock the doors of perception – love not in the idyll sense but love as in karma as in ananda as in dhyana…love the self that you are – connect with it spiritually and you get the gold mine. And after the Gold Rush what next…gold also a substance eternally vibrating but its material form and weight are just the surface reality of the hidden thing that resides in the frequencies of the metal. When you dissolve all your questions and terminate the torment then you get a glimpse of the beautiful world that exists here and elsewhere. The supermind is not something you will attain, it was already there but inactive because you didn’t have the wherewithals to find it or experience it.

In the land of Ella the star

There came the Master

Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Children greeted him with wild flowers

They laughed

They sang

About the old possum’s book of practical cats

And the Master said: there is a big university

A world school

Schools that make you learn the language of the heart

To control gravity by will-force

To be the poet of the connecting mind

In the land of Ella, on Eden desk

Life is eternal

Sempiternal

Vernal

No equinox defined relativistic positions

Your time and place are the manuscripts of your geo-stationary satellites

They are extremely primitive

The Little Child Krishna

The Little Child Krishna

In the land of Ella, there is no joy & sorrow

But Ananda – the bliss matter that solidifies into your being

You can go even further than that in the para-kshetra of ananda – into drag-loubonin non-field consciousness planes

But there you must put a stop to your seeking..as people on earth have a long way to go

The children surrounded the Master

He told them stories of his pastimes, of Elygymbur- the little child with the flute

He told them how the cow milked the sun

And radiant pink light flashed in their eyes

Twilight’s thoughts offered their sacred tears to the lotus of life

And the oceans touched the rocks in their ecstasy

Time immobile is eternity

Playing alone in the shoreline

Waiting for the night’s diffusion into dawn

The Master said: The bearded man of the mountain was a snake-charmer

But now he is old

His skin is cold

He must die before the rising sun

And his limbs will be rattled by the windhorns of the shepherd

Youthful like the nubile ceremony

The Feast shall anoint the new king

Time’s passage violin-shaped

Full of memory crystallised somewhere

Only the music knows what strings are attuned to the stars

Purple birds of the freedom liberate thy soul

Lands…legions of truth

Twa twa twik twam

In the child’s rhyme

A hum…

From the universe’s infantile cradle to the death of a dark star

Into the bliss of being forever in the wilderness.

-J