THE YUNGDRUNG REPTILE WROTE HER FIRST LETTER TO THE IMPERSONAL TERMINAL ETERNALLY GYRATING AT TREMENDOUS SPEED WITHIN THE BLACK VIGEFOX-PREDESTINY OF THE SACRED REALM (HOLY WORLD CONNECTED TO THE LAND OF HYRULE)

 

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

 

The Treasure of the World-Chintamani, Nicholas Roerich

The Treasure of the World-Chintamani, Nicholas Roerich

THE YUNGDRUNG REPTILE WROTE HER FIRST LETTER TO THE IMPERSONAL TERMINAL ETERNALLY GYRATING AT TREMENDOUS SPEED WITHIN THE BLACK VIGEFOX-PREDESTINY OF THE SACRED REALM (HOLY WORLD CONNECTED TO THE LAND OF HYRULE)

Consciousness-Analogue

The land of the imperial lights

Twilight kingdom with hidden doors

Sacred realm of mirrors connected to Hyrule

Dolma movren gesu nei tra oceanic rest mass meon of the triforces

 

Language orientation of the sound purifies the heart

To speak with the quantum self, deconstruct the world (The Logos)

Memories broken ring on the caravan across the cold desert

Ourobouros, Monalisa, 2012

Ourobouros, Monalisa, 2012

I have carried on my back the chaos and awakened consciousness

The supralingual automated typeface of the anointed world

Was my reptilian grammar born from cosmic supergiant star systems

Before the creation in a another realm without the imaginary functions

Indefinite was the cause resting on a virtual point oscillating in many dimensions

That very moment elliptical and sublime

Like the last touch on Michelangelo’s creation

Dawning the begging of mathematical possibilities

Eternal collapsed on the finite surface of zero prefiguring one as the space time inflation

Expanding and contracting, the riddle was the holy spirit of nirvana

On my back I have carried the race and its plaudits

The couriers of kings the golden goddess of the waters

Seven sages, spirits of the holy book and courtesans

My body moved with no beginning no end

Mountains saw rivers, birds the trees

I saw them all collapsing in the material world

Without mind there are no words

My letter is not an empty space filled with unconquered hieroglyphs

Light far travelling became the sound of ‘OM’

Triangularly activating the predestined heart of the occult worship of my signs

I only exist, rest all are drowning or living or dying in me.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

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Five-Faced Time and Picasso: The Subjective Alter of Quantum Hyperspace in the Integral Yoga of Light Revelation

Pablo Picasso

“Art is a lie that makes us realize the truth” – Pablo Picasso

Consciousness-Analogue

In a world of real differentials the actual is a relational constant of the mind’s pure will destiny. Intelligent devices perform better

superform of mind is an intelligent tortoise who cuts shapes and sizes in magical precision to make an invisible collage of ideas that can buy consciousness

minds, therefore, not adapters but buyers

a buyer of consciousness, in quantum retrocausal meta-logic sub-field

Thoughts streaming as photons through the glass,

Wide angle lens

Objects as digital engrams in a cloud cluster mobile device

Terminating eternal suffering

In the megalith of glass

Reflecting from Guernica the horse and the bull

Dead tree and the causal leaves

Crucifixion

Alone in the meditating circle

A passion to lie, to unveil

That is not that is

Becta-Jajix-Progress in Darkness

Internal-Combustion within the Diametrical Diamond Flowering the Five-Headed Time

To enter the vision of all-absolute

Deneb-Altair-Cetus-Vega-Acrux.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

In the Prism of the Matrix the Symbiosis of YungDrung Bon and the Ouroboros: White Light Synthesis from the Unelvum Dark Matter

NEW AGE SYMBOL OF THE CREATION : YUNGDRUNG & OUROBOROS, Monalisa, 2012

SYNTHESIS OF THE WHITE LIGHT

Origin of Origins comes from the refracted white light synthesized from the blue eternal dark matter. What is that? That is not that. Krishna on Kali is Kali in Krishna; the Shyama in Adi Buddha is the darkness of the fangs of Ouroboros.

Ouroboros is Ouroboros – the venomous eternity that engulfs the evil and the pure. It causes the Equilibrium Occurence- the ultimate state of Sunyata (or zero) where Everything is Nothing and Nothing is Everything.  Zero is the eternal coil of the eternal circular Ouroboros blessing the creation in its ambitious quest to reach its completition. Circle being the embodiment of the perfect geometrical shape is the everlasting fascination of the human race where every individual’s soul searches and yearns to reach that Supremacy, the cause of its birth and rebirth.

Some attain, some fail, some try again!

What is that Supremacy?

A state of eternal bliss where the venomous poison of Ouroboros is the sweet honey dew falling dripping from the source of the eternal milk of the paradise.

The calming light…

Ouroboros here is the loving mother and the caring father!

OM ADI ADI BUDDHAYA NAMAH

 – MONALISA

Consciousness-Analogue

In the Prism of the Matrix the Symbiosis of YungDrung Bon and the Ouroboros: White Light Synthesis from the Unelvum Dark Matter

The pure indivisible matter is him

Heard him say, it’s a long way journey from home

The blue-prime unelvum dark matter crust crystallizes my soul

And in the cognitive spring-board of consciousness he engulfs the divine-undivine

The svastika or the yungdrung is the rotational cusp of the final judgement

He was there, is and will be

Existence is a constant recognition of that truth

There is nothing unreal about it, nothing secular but the feet of time has the anklets of death

Mystery unfolds the hidden secret of beings

Beauty resides in all that’s undying dying-and-not-dying

Living beyond the cyclical time and consciousness

In the yagiga-vontaxness

Brutath shung

Hithuiva craduth

Ant walker operation on the sun yun hun icraxo-stem determines the beauty of the flowers in the shape of a dream touching the stone of alblackica to pray for the present entity, the creation

Shantih Shantih Shantih

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

TIME SIGNIFICANCE IN THE NEW CREATION: GNOSTIC SYMBOLS ARE PRAYER-INSTRUMENTS OF ALBLACKICA IN ALBLACKICA

NEW AGE SYMBOL OF THE COMING TIME/Primitive Haploid Hexagonal Genesis, Monalisa Dutt, 2012

Ouroboros talks to the self

He hears the thunder and the lightning in the skies

The sun has cast a dim shadow on the surface of things

Lights breaking into light churned again in a sea of darkness

The star fathomed the gaze of the serpent from the non-dual juxtaposition of the kshara on akshara

Fables are written to bear the time-signals of a superior wall of ethics

Bricks make Another Brick in the Wall

There is no sequel to the beginning in the end of no-end

Walking past the museums at day light

I felt the art has to manifest the psychisisation of matter

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God (John 1:1)

Unborn in the changeless equation of the forever in ever

Eternity closed the chapters of its book on revelation and gave time the secrets of its soul

Art thou manifest in the primordial archetype, go seek the paradise on earth

Far beyond the Himalayas, the circle enclosed the circle of beings

Ultra-tradit speed of supermind determined Alblackica’s wings to be spread above

Coming back from that, ouroboros sang a hymn in words of unknown dialect

Qua qua hrim hrim tat yat yatat vobin

Qua qua hrim srim tat yat satat grovax

Qua qua srim krim tat yat tatat kleno

Mion-paxas-nayara-ananta-nag NGK

OUROBOROS is the Alpha King-Serpent of spiritual Kineto-Genesis. Alpha is Beta in every Gamma of Delta. A self-reflective spiritual symbol – Shiva on Yama off-on kinesis of veta-veta-veta = adds life to the years of supramental manifestation. Clockwise-anticlockwise turn negates duality of the vessel thereby uniting matter-tattva with higher creative light of alblackica wings. In the sky is the bird as ‘a serpent in prayer’ to worship the stars.  Adya-chitta-om on paratpara moksha is the non-dual supratohentim supramental on classless ideology of ‘kshara on akshara purusha’.

Daivik rope akhanda prem dan

Ek theke bahu bipartit shunyo

Zero os the mother of the one on one as one and not one. Zero is the time-loop configuration of the cyclical-anti-cyclical spin of the ouroboros in the Grail Chalice of the blood as navotet-metabolism of the rose-function cross of the eternal yuramin hexagon. Immutable plan of the creation towards a higher evolution of consciousness adds high-value material growth for ‘Innovation’ in all aspects of life. Beauty is the magic-door destiny of the serpent planting numbers that act according to the aspiration of the soul. The soul is the objective-mind in the psychisisation process towards the alpha-numeral enlightenment of matter-mind synthesis. The first a is eating the last alphabet in the honour of the end in the beginning of time. The Word ‘unborn’ in the meta-axis of the time-serpent is the classical inequation of all possible manifestations. When the serpent encloses the hexagonal sacrifice of the ying-yang mystery then the creation attains liberty of profit from the quewan bank of the hexa-ambi-eternal axis.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Bird of a Yellow Feather Rise from Death to Immortality: A Way Towards a Higher Differential Equation of Consciousness in the Creation

Bird of a Yellow Feather Rise from Death to Immortality: The Anti-Clockwise Movement of the YungDrung Bon from the Alblackica Wheel of Time towards a Higher Differential Equation of Consciousness in the Creation

Phoenix & Dragon (Book Cover Art)

Consciousness-Analogue

Bird of a Yellow Feather

The moon rises like the pyramid far above the roving horizons

There destiny is foretold many a times

I am a traveller bound by space of an unlimited space

Through the wired wind in a whistle the sound claps her hands moistens her feet

Above the dark spiral where matter is the time line of the white light of Dzogchen

Reconnoitring the multiverse in a quantum differential way

Tazig is tazig is tazig

Heliocentric gold of sadhana is the integral capital wealth apparatus of the paradise

Diamonds sparkle beneath the tree of Jehovah intersecting the anonymous book of the dead

There the yidam is the free bird vector-diagram of the Alph on Alph

Coleridge knew some variants of this truth infused by the monologues of Adam

There was a tree in the onyx of the sun; red like a supergiant diminishing to a point

In the line of the plasm the mind was a virtual semi-virtual tool to superimpose the truth

The truth is gryotit truth of no truth in the empty box-vessel of nirvana

Bird of a yellow feather crossed over the sea and trundled in rain

The sky was her carpet from Zhang-Zhung lands that adorned the black ether Jeremiah of alblackica

In the nanoseconds of retro-causal infinity time was riding the metamorphic rock of a million joys

Above the ocean at the midnight hour

When sleep was stoned in the cavern of light unborn

It saw itself in the no-beginning of an end in between the awakening and the death

Letters came from an enlightened consciousness that spoke of the sun and the liberation

Standing before the twilight mirrors of the language in mind

I saw words are like lens looking at eyes imaging other words in a constant dual-non-dual mode

In a meaningful way the bliss of existence procures consciousness to add more life into lives.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

In the Pure Dimension of the Orbital Mind Entangled are Many Supreme Creations of Proper Understanding in the Existence of the Everlasting Bon

dag-pa’i zhing-khams, Olmo-Lung-Ring/Shambhala, Samij Datta, 2012

Consciousness-Analogue

The para-gravity kshetra in the yungdrung gutseg reconstitute the arche-meson-telos of the creation

Creation is a square in the eye of a rectangle looking from the prism of FLT

Fast Light Transfer

Light address primordial darkness of paradise

In the yin is the yang as a counter-referential status of the bon

Bowls in silence rotate making sounds that move the red-giant stars

The heron looked at the speechless sapphires of many ancient lives

The Benu came from the ashes of the Lord

Wao awo ramvimambyo awo nimbyaktaimbha

Yavong yivong yavong

Grey-ohms memory of old friends remember the hymn they sang to the guardians of immortality

And as the yellow feather dances in the air on a full moon night

The song became the letter from the heart to all sentient beings

Let the mind be at peace and harmony established everywhere

Let enlightenment be the path towards the tomorrow of a sacred wish.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Counter-Clockwise Movements of Cyclical Time in the Ever Evolving YungDrung of Prima Matra in the Ancient Tapriza Hymn of the Bon

Olmo Lungring, Samij Datta, 2012

Counter-Clockwise Movements of Cyclical Time in the Ever Evolving YungDrung of Prima Matra in the Ancient Tapriza Hymn of the Bon

Consciousness-Analogue

The four apostles are the tetra-terra streams of light

They advance towards the everlasting sea

The dragon submerges the truth in the cradle of darkness

Peacock elephant snow lion horse – thou art come within and shine

Thou art the secret messengers of the sacred land ‘olmo-lungring’

From the cave of the Neanderthal, the Bonpo gazes at the pristine stars of Shenrab

No beginning or end have ever won him any glory

He was the child of his own thoughts killing the hours by the seconds in the years

His friend was the rivers that spoke with the trees talking about Michelangelo

His words were metaphors that etherized a desert with the menthol of Alma mater

His verse were the true link of a polymerase chain in the Satprem of Sri Aurobindo

In the alpha-square of the geo-hunet gravity the leopards are eating the Frankenstein of the race

Let time be the tool in the wheel of fire to reshape the moment on a frictionless road

Let new words be the design of merit born from the gulf of differences to institutionalise individual development and progress

Known is the unknown chapter in the Gnostic book of the dead

Towards the non-dual social sign the symbol are the letters written on Savitri

The moon climbs on the back of her hair

The red face is the lotus of the Alblackica fountain

Spring calls the fleeting birds in the tower of Babel

Allow them to speak with thy tongue

Let thy chaos be moulded into the antiquity of consciousness

Let thy mind be vacant with it

Anadiutsakendre jage rat

Karagar theke lanthan niye ay

Akasher chari haste bhorer ananda ke tapriza pathay tar shei chithi

Uttor madhur ek Taranga te anabil ak hashi

Jano ure jay ramdhanu nadiyay alor chande ak nadi

Chalo jai surjer par dhore sagar mohonay

Srot ashim ek srot

Nei samay, “HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME”.

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME”. – II- A Game of Chess, The Wasteland, 1922- T.S. Eliot