
Maha-Avatar Babaji Maharaj, rare photograph not painting (Self-created image) while living in Bengal as Sri Badal Chatterjee
“It’s interconnected in such a way that the properties of the smallest pieces depend on the properties of the whole . So in other words, whereas before we believed that the dynamics of the whole can be explained in principle by breaking it down, and from the properties of the parts, now we see that the properties of the parts can only be defined in terms of the dynamics of the whole. So, it’s a complete reversal”. – Fritjof Capra (Excerpt from Thinking Allowed -Conversations on the Leading Edge of Knowledge and Discovery with Dr. Jeffery Mishlove – Copyright (C) 1998 Thinking Allowed Productions)
ZIGRA -LOCATING THE EXACT-YAME-COORDINATE OF IMMOBILE BRAHMAN (IXAZUN)
KX4 -CROZAN-NAMVA-EVAXMOBILE-AUTOMATION -(KGK=004.004)
KX4-CROZAN-NAMVA-BMW 3-SERIES CONVERTIBLE AS IMMOBILE BRAHMAN
Smritir jagorane achinta prem niralay bhashyoman pradip
Jwalechey anadi kaal suryer parashmani
Nilkantha nadiyay bramher kutire
Bayur humkar hate buddher taposh pipasha mukto ekti pran
Matir merudande dhaner sish chena jay alor path dhore
The nectar of earth’s labour is the elixir of the highest souls
Sweat and tears transubstantiates into the soma wine
It gives rise to the fountain of the yogic kriya that works naturally
Therefore, sound is an etymological abstraction of silence
It marked the beginning of things
Time’s prolific vase mirrors the flower of the unmanifest mandala by retrocausal radioactive disintegration
When the dissolution takes place in the void, it preserves the rest-mass inertia
As I was walking my thoughts cut across the flesh of the Void
It was bleeding giving rich forms to the manifold things
Then all became empty by the sudden light of prajna
And compassion (karuna) welded the world of forms
It asked for words to create the relative dynamism of names
Strings that would connect the web each narrating its own stories
Poetry clothed itself with the formative reason of science
Thoughts evidential accounted for the divine providence
A game was played as if winning or losing is all that matters
The strong bid the horses in the race, the weak jumped into the well
It’s all too familiar story of earthly evolution
Classified and marked, sealed in the boxes
Executive bonds and shares of the banking system
Who is the agent controlling this all?
Where’s the security that human mind longed?
Again I repeat: Matir merudande dhaner sish chena jay alor path dhore
The nectar of earth’s labour is the elixir of the highest souls
And the weaver bird and the potter, the weevil and the butterfly
Worked out the genesis in the gestalt of their creative imagination
In their garden the flower comes from the unknown Void,
Brahman is joy in one spontaneous pulse
How can the sun know how came its own light?
Or how can the moon itself know by not knowing?
These are laughed off by the yokels in the countryside
Mile after mile stretched far back to infinity
Professor and his Friend met me in different places
They recited the whole beginning and the end
And silence marked the question of thought’s ancient pilgrimage
He wandered in geometric spaces toying with the stars
And came with an answer: in the yaya tatat when time liquidates the bond
Then will come a new race that will take humanity to the still point of the dancing wave.
– J