TS Eliot, Monalisa, 2012
A Young TS Eliot, Monalisa, 2012
Consciousness-Analogue
The savage green beast and the Holy Grail are the same
A part of the unbroken chain
The coordinates pull upon the axis of rotation
Man is the immortal being
He saves gods into supramental gods into the domain-less alblackica
Been the John Milton in the deaf sound of Beethoven
Transfiguring that ‘brahman’ into the divine shakti of the bliss
All in her that saw in the yariman of the Brouhaman circles
Walking across many horizons of truth-consciousness
The mind is the source of the adi-chintamani
In it is written the legal program that is scripted on the rock like a hymn
The psychic explanation of things is there
Beyond it, the creation exists on other cellular creations
In the vast eye of an ever changing self (Star on a Gaussian Plane- the Digitaria)
In the meta-profile of beauty that exists in love- the quatrau-ohim flower incandescence
All that exists will exist in the consciousness of things
Folded in white letters of the empty blank slate on the rivers
Stems that rise up as incense smoke become the rainbow in the sky
Let them come back to tell that you all
Or, “I shall tell you all”.
– Joy Roy Choudhury
Ref: “I shall tell you all”. – The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot