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Before we get to the practice number three
A few words to reside in clarity
The triad or trika
Para, para-para & apara
Lowest the apara - we as in-form consciousness
Aligning with (para-para) Shakti to get to (Para) Shiva Oneness
Or we may say our journey from ignorance to luminescence
Relying upon energy as vibration in octaves of innocence
The path being pathless there being no coming or going
Yet awakening from amnesia by simply re-recognising
So no doing to be done erect without support
The Sushumna ignites vaporising the maya fort
Or we may say bypassing the Ida & Pingala
We cajole the Kundalini to ascend via Sushumna
Thus theoretically this practice is known
Yet execution feasible only when fear has flown
So what does the practice actually entail
How may we rudderless sail
Resting thoughts imaginal
As also theories conjectural
Our focus on Sushumna when breath ceases
Possibly is a childlike prayer that Shakti pleases
The practice also speaks of Samadhi like meditation
Which if enabled grips Sushumna in bliss elation
Which it always was & is
Though we were oblivious to its fizz
As such this practice is for those who are so qualified
Having partly awakened with lower mind vaporised
Epilogue:
The practice narrated
As stated
Yet it may be affirmed
Confirmed
That indeed the Sushumna is the rod of initiation
Luminous with radiant bliss throbbing in elation
Preceded by fusion of polarities in the Anahata
Whereupon bliss in permanence abides in the Sushumna
11-August-2020
God or Sat being the only true substance
Choicelessly chooses to manifest existence
Dividing Himself into two by His creativity
Creating thus a pulse manifested as polarity
The pulse the word the outpouring being Ohm
Wherefrom arose the Universe we call our home
In the void of stillness He remains neutral
Attraction & repulsion orbiting the Sun central
Thus is set up the triad or trinity of energies
Satva & Rajas & Tamas in a play for eternity
That that He may behold Himself in surprise
He slips into stupor to gradually awake & rise
This play then enacted in the field of maya
Where space-time-matter become an enigma
Veil of illusion creating in life feeling of identity
Appearing to be limited though in truth infinity
Delusion of each lifetron rooted in stagnation
Freedom instant centred in source of causation
Maya manifestation being but division illusionary
Reflection of vibrations in a dream world imaginary
Eternal truth Sat found in stillness of meditation
Evident in the void of each pulse polarity rotation
Stretching the void by stilling flickering attention
We are one with the absolute in blissful elation
I
do
have a
Message for
one Harry Manback
it does regard his long Lost Keys
don't Blame Hoffman for his Disposition, you Jerk Off!
You Lied when you said you didn't hold The Grudge as a Reflection of Intolerance
Makes me so Disgustipated, you should Crawl Away
you're a Hooker with a *****
who likes Prision Sex
when Sober
Hush H.
it's
true
Cold
and
Ugly
repugnant
like Ticks and Leeches
say what I want, not serious
But Jimmy in his Mantra thinks otherwise of you
to him you are the Bottom of The Pot, or like Rosetta Stoned on an Opiate
a Schism separating us Right in Two, Stinkfist!
ne'er you'll have Forty Six and Two
like Fibonacci
Pushit and
Jambi
seems
nice
Here's
a
Swamp Song
Eulogy
(Useful Idiot)
Four Degrees of No Quarter gave
to The Patient caught in the Aenima Undertow
skewed into a Parabola
Intension candid
Part of Me
needs to
Sweat
tears
Now
my
Third Eye
becoming
Vicarious through
the pure Lateralus Triad
it was the time to ascend and the elevator door closed with firm resolve
on his many needs and wishes that had pushed his buttons for so long
three wise men had spoken and a triad of Tarot cards had pointed the way
a pitchfork of ambiguous trinity had failed finding the needle in a haystack
horsemen of the apocalypse in his mind had traded their rocking donkeys
for a shiny Harley Davidson with punctured tyres and a hole in the tank
now he was stuck in the enclosure forced to listen to meaningless pan pipes
studied adverts of trade sharing Viagra and courses for meditation and yoga
determined to advance on his hierarchy of needs to the level of self esteem
but the display offered no fourth floor and he quickly went past his target
barred from quick levitation he went down again and attempted the staircase
only to find the door locked with a sign ‘sorry out of order for maintenance’
he bought climbing gear at a DIY store to scale the outside of his building site
carefully read the self-help manual and proceeded on his conquest for change
the windows had not been cleaned for an eternity and he could not look inside
but it was mirror glass cladding in any case and he got a bad case of acrophobia
by now he had received a parking ticket in an underground garage of anxiety
more points on his license reminded him that there was no fast track escape
when his scared gaze fell upon readjustment possibilities and alternative choices
he climbed an oak tree dangled his feet from a branch to look again at his roots
09th September 2020
The triangle, the three, the power of the triad, lifts us to be free.
Free from chains, from opposition, from any forms that go against thee.
The triangle, so sharp, like a spear that can make its mark.
The triangle, like an arrow, it points to its path and goes forth with all its might.
The triangle is built like a diamond in the sky, we look up and can see so many stars that light our path.
The power of the triangle, the three, the father son and spirit, lights us to be free.
The sons of the three, the sons of Abraham, we remember all things seen and unseen.
The battle of the divine, the one we were warned about, we pray that God saves us all.
The love we have is like our shield, it brings us closer to God each day.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always, we walk home.
At the collapsing edge of the shrinking time
in the fading gleam of the terminal twilight hour,
down the misty memory lane masked by shadows,
I see me walk my adoring children
on their changing contours of childhood landscape,
hands held with patient paternal care,
with the nestling warmth of everlasting love,
as they grow wings in their time and fly away.
An ancient mariner, self-disposed,
I navigate across many rough seas in tempest,
looking for propitious winds of love and empathy,
on the frayed out sail, I strive to raise in hope
to cruise at nightfall to the shore called home.
In the obscure depth of the introvert psyche,
the shrouded sense of gratitude subsists,
instinctively silent, and undemonstrated.
Engulfed by the seamless emptiness of solitude
I open my window on the flushing meadow,
the sunburst dawn sparkles on pearls of dew.
My blank mind morphs into a Monet canvas,
on the strokes of beguiled brush paints of joy flow,
loneliness gets configured in spectrum of expression,
as the sensuous stimulus of the pristine nature
suffuses the dormant art of life in me, unexplored.
January 24, 2021
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A simple triangle, A World of Gods, A Fired Geometric Gem
Explore the power of consciousness, how a triangle& its sacred symbolism can help us think & act with clarity each day.
World can be massive. As humans we often find ourselves trapped in thoughts & emotions, entangled in the nature of our physical existence.
Some can cut through its matrix better than others as if they contain special ability to think & act with clarity. Looking at things from above where the whole makes sense. As a result, they link dots in a pattern of events quicker, always finding the right answer!
the #3 has always been considered as the most sacred number across the majority of religions & esoteric traditions:
For Example:
Christian faith: represents Trinity, Father (God), Son (J. Christ) Holy Spirit.
In Buddhist tradition: ‘The Triple Gem’, Buddha (enlightened one), Dharma (teachings), Sanha (disciples)
Taoism – the Great Triad – Heaven-Human-Earth
In “New Age” #3 is often associated with unity of Spirit, Mind & Body.
CIRCLE – unity, oneness, wholeness – source & origin of everything aka God.
TRIANGLE – dynamic force of creation, often referred as Fire of Consciousness.
SQUARE – stability of Matter in the manifested physical world.
Ready to take a flight? Fasten your belt we are going breathtakingly high
Firstly I loved a Libran who seemed so fair,
He lives his life with a certain kind of flair,
Yet over time showed he never would care
About the ways I would leave my heart bare.
Secondly I loved a Geminian man so couth
He listened to me even when I spoke truth.
But after few years, he took me for granted,
I felt a sudden silence left my heart slanted.
Thirdly, finally, I met an Aquarian so perfect,
I fallen so fast for his sweet, cool intellect.
I love him for all of what he is and has been,
I want to be in his future in which we win.
I loved through all three air element signs,
I indeed tried each like they were fine wines.
But now I see, fate was simply preparing me
To be mature enough for my true destiny.
He's of a bright yellow and auburn color,
and Autumn leaves match his feathers well;
what a gorgeous canary stands on my window-sill...
and I call him the friendliest, most talented warbler!
Next door, there are heartless and crazy boys who harm birds
by using slings and stones to bring them down,
and then watch them die by inflicting more pain;
that's so cruel, don't ever do it to another canary, rascals!
Kids, don't kill my bird...he's a useful animal
with the biggest heart in the Fauna's kingdom,
if he ever died, I would be confined to dreary boredom!
Let him live, so that I can continue living through the Fall!
He comes to visit me hardly flipping his wings so fragile,
and he surprises me sometimes, while I play at the piano so carried away
by the notes that himself sings for me in a triad chord so simple;
would you want to hear him sing that melody...are you listening to me?
Birds are put in cages, if they were wild animals like lions and tigers,
but they are the beautiful and gentle creatures of the Wild and they run from hunters,
not from bird-watchers...and you say,"They aren't intelligent or wise!"
Watch them in their habitat: you'll learn to adore them, and love them for life!
Kids, don't kill my bird...he has caring parents like those in a loving family,
I rescued him from a forest's trap...his legs were caught and they bled;
I took him home and gave him first aid, and he miraculously survived!
Did God send this bird to me...to test me how compassionate I would be?
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A “
Light
Aflame
Alight on
A note on- “Brahmarandhra”:-
An aperture in the crown- in our head
In acupressure is referred as- the point GV 20
For Fixing the mind in Dharana is one of the place
The other place is Heart; a lotus, flame, deity or Self
is imagined there. After this focus one should meditate
Between the eyebrows …there lies another vital point
~ Often referred as Third Eye: Is the Place of Thalamus
Pair of Eyes take in light mages are formed in cortex
There is also Amigdyla Like a pair of headphones
Brain operates controls life. Breath, Senses, Regulate
There’s a mechanism in there A circuitry put in place
Our senses travel by thirteen no. Cranial nerves C1-13
The cranial nerves meet At Pons Medulla oblongata
as bulge on flower stalk, pea size In our Mid-Brain
Pair of Eyes~ Speech~ Our Ears ~
Sight locked. Tongue is Stay open
On tip of nose Upturned Can’t shut
Sets a posture Lock onto Nor flap ears
Balancing breath. The palette Yet hearing stops
Inbreath- outbreath In Balance. When in deep sleep
In Jainism, Tradition. Deep Sleep is Meditation
In Kayotsarga - Fourth Turiya Is our true nature -
The bridge on. Beyond Awake, Sleep, Dreamless sleep
Upper lip is key. Beyond Jagrat-Sushupta-Swapna , .the Triad
To keep the focus. The constant in the CNS Central Nervous System
Loci of meditation; 1Exit point: Brahmarandhra. 2.in the cavern in heart
The mouth, the lips, the tongue, the speech, taste, hearing, touch organs
Keeping the senses on hold Connect to Brahmarandhaa, crown on head
Brahmarandhara: Gateway; Life exits through this point upon death.
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