The Symbolic Meaning of Life Giving Forms and the Adi Tattva of Fire: Ten Maha-Vidyas and Sri Kalki Manifestation

 

White Tara, Tibet

                                                                                    White Tara, Tibet

Seek beyond seeking

The Flower has already garlanded your life

Kali the One You Are Seeking Is Also Seeking You

                                   Kali the One You Are Seeking Is Also Seeking You

(Existence is forever blissful – Flower Garland Sutra)

Sabder Bairav Matri Preme Bodhisattwa (= Annutara-Samyak-Sambodhi)

The physical universe is like a clock ticking away

And you are at the centre where all is happening right at this moment

Contemplate on the unfathomable depths of space,

On the floating leaves’ desireless yatra,

On the changes of the moon

And the tides

Sun rays passing through the crystal

A pure emanation is a blessing

Ten Maha-Vidyas Devi Chinnamasta

                                                Ten Maha-Vidyas Devi Chinnamasta

Fire’s adi tattva is the purified beginning of things

Ananta Koti Krishne Kalikayei Namah

Ananta Koti Bramhe Kalikayei Namah

From Krishna to Kalki the ‘Yatra’ via Dhyani Buddhas is seeded by the Mother

Om Namah Bhagavate Sri Kalipadaya (3x)

Suryer tapovan hate ashwarohira dekhe Jyotirmoyi Yantra

That will drive the enlightenment by completing the circuit with the ‘still point’

THE UNIVERSE SEEKS INNOVATIVE PRACTICES SO THAT FINITE RESOURCES CAN BE PLUGGED IN TO GIVE INFINITE POTENTIALS FOR IT’S CONTINUITY -THAT IS THE TRUE MEANING OF SPIRITUAL SCIENCE – ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE IS NOT SIMPLY A HIGHER POWER OF COMPUTATION BUT THE WILL-FORCE OF THE HIGHER SELF TO PERFORM THE MARVELOUS PRACTICE TO ATTAIN UN-EXCELLED COMPLETE ENLIGHTENMENT

(ANNUTARA –

SAMYAK-SAMBODHI)

HARI OM TAT SAT

 

 

 

 

 

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Lords and the New Creatures: Supramental Voyage of Jim Morrison From Yung Drung Gutsek to Cygnus and the Sirian Star System

Lords and the New Creatures, Jim Morrison

Lords and the New Creatures, Jim Morrison

 

TO COME CLOSER TO THE TRUTH, YOU MUST OFTEN ACCEPT NOT TO UNDERSTAND

– Divine Mother, Mirra Alfassa, 25th Nov, 1961

“The movie will begin in five moments 
The mindless voice announced 
All those unseated will await the next show. 
We filed slowly, languidly into the hall 
The auditorium was vast and silent 
As we seated and were darkened, the voice continued. 
The program for this evening is not new 
You’ve seen this entertainment through and through 
You’ve seen your birth your life and death 
You might recall all of the rest 
Did you have a good world when you died? 
Enough to base a movie on?. 
I’m getting out of here 
Where are you going? 
To the other side of morning 
Please don’t chase the clouds, pagodas…”

– Jim Morrison, The Movie, An American Prayer

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE

Moths, ocean and angels

Crossfire, bonfire and age old rituals

Seized by the hands of a time-machine

Watch eternity’s merry playground

The movie begins

Actors dying unmask the strange shadow

A pale blue light creeps into the face

Disappears just like that

The wolves are howling

Timbering in sacred space

What star have you found the man of Man?

Stonehenge, Wiltshire, UK

Stonehenge, Wiltshire, UK

On the golden mosaic of the lion’s liberation

Brown skies are silver and heavy in the deep

Walking the shallow waters of obscurity

Time works perfectly

Warps the felicity of space

Makes each moment tick as before

That was not yet told again

The movie ends not here

But begins slowly with these lines…

Far across the gleaming sun

There is a land…

Burning like Hathor’s occult argyle diamond

Three pink and green yellow moonstones

An arrow of white light entering the disc of the super-cosmos

Mt Kailash/Yungdrung Gutsek/Gang Ti-Se (Precious Snow Mountain)

Mt Kailash/Yungdrung Gutsek/Gang Ti-Se (Precious Snow Mountain)

there is infinite space in a small point

there is subatomic feelings in the prime oscillator

Yung drung movement determines future

Coming from 3000 AD

All matter is consciousness …

And supreme delight.

Nonlocal Circuit in Quantum Leap: Self-Integrating the Boson Jump into Wave Cloud Possibilities Using Monet’s Landscape and Rodin’s Sculpture

Sunset at Lavacourt, Claude Monet, 1880 (Impressionism)

Consciousness-Analogue

The sun has floated its wings on the mirror of the sea,

 On a river plate, painting its shapes with wonderful images

Lakshmi-Narayana and the Kalchakra and Gita

A song embodiment of the rudra-veena, vayu-vyas, deva-putras

Carrying through it, Horus and Hathor and the Tigris and Euphrates

In the broken arms of the lost sailing ships, Artemis and Durga

Apollo, Demeter, Jupiter, Athena and Aphrodite

Sat-Tat-Lila in the stringed melody of Gopala

In the memory of the cross-fountain of final crucifixion

In the parable of Osiris, in the Krishna-Arjuna arrow head

Faith-circle integrated by Manu as Adam in the Tree of Life

Matter wakes up to see its beauty

As do man, god and beasts

“To Carthage then I came

The Creation of Man, Auguste Rodin, circa 1900/ Garden Villa, Meudon, Paris

Burning burning burning burning

O Lord Thou pluckest me out

O Lord Thou pluckest     310

                                 burning

In the futile hours of the night,

The stars in their boyhood dreams

Saw light swirling like a monster into light and endless light

The serpent swallowed them all

In the figure a figure or just a dancing head of nothing but them all

See into widening space, into the crown of the Jehovah lapping the last drop of the real absolute

Eternity into time in the mind-caves of Shambhala

Remembering the day spend in the frank oneness of things

As a cult in the dream of Rodin’s creational manuscript

I saw entangled

In the lion of the speech

The tiger wrath of the ocean

Deep inside,

The mountains of that in this is empty

In the rising of the chalice of darkness

Charioting the dawn mist blue sky of further electrospherical fields

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– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “To Carthage…burning” (The Wasteland, T.S. Eliot)

The Zero Space Time Urn From The Origin of Origins Is The Space-Clock of The New Creation

Alblackica Consciousness – from the Origin of Origins 

ALBLACKICA CLOCK (2012), Samij Dutta 

Alblackica Consciousness – from the Origin of Origins 

Consciousness-Analogue

Thou sacred art, thou art divine

Thou art alblackica as time

Thou art alblackica as the red horse of the sempiternal seasons

Rome in daxun time-leap, NY the frozen heart of the riddle without a tail

Amazon strange in the midnight-cross hanging over the bow

Pouring nectar on the crab-feet moun, time is empty

Zero added to zero – another run she will be free

She will be the lion of the ionic ember

She will be the template of the origin of origins

She cannot know before she does her work

Her language is not the tongue but ear, eye, hands and legs…

Entangled to words and rhythms of the alphabets

Every snowfall is the hush of the limelight of reason

Birds came, danced and went to take a dip in the blue oyster lakes

There was time to swallow the fig and the bone

There was no time to gaze at the screen

Time to remake the numbers of the holy chant and turn 1 into zero

The absolute of the Sai destiny is the infant cradle rocking the beams

What alms impregnate the begging heart into the rolling thunder of the drums?

What heart is beating like the winter solstice quivering the ocean salt?

Reason cannot warm a cup of tea bitter with its thoughts

Sweet are the sands that resonate with macro-ether stencil of free space

Gravity is ravity is avity is ity

Galileo born from the leopards of dark space

Ambrosia of the third movement of Beethoven is Venus

Imagination is the box-capital set of evavanagendra Vishnu

Tulips are red like onyx that has the power of luminescence

Moon’s halo is the sri circle of sri azuha sri azuha, Hari Om Tat Sat

Alblackica is alblackica on alblackica in alblackica

Clock’s arms are bent near the equator looking over the poles of Sri Vrindavan

Hens are the peacocks after the morning rooster saw the first showers of April circumnavigate the isles

A wasteland’s consciousness knew that its time to gather the woods for the light.

– Joy Roy choudhury