3/25/2017

Candlelight

You did not choose love.
Love chose you.
A candle cannot light itself.
Someone struck the match.
Someone passed the flame.
A ray of belonging
created you.
Now you must lean near,
whisper, and ignite another.
Is the flame you impart
the flame that lit you,
or is it utterly new?
This is a question
for wicks, not fire.

Just kindle friendship,
and burn
to nothing.

3/23/2017

Esoteric Mathematics of the Sri Yantra


Silence  x  Grace  -  Time  =  Love.
I derived this equation by applying the science of tears to the field of yearning.

I raised God's name by the power of the Mother and rose into a shining exponential cloud where rocks, bones and prime numbers have no existence in pure space, yet appear as multiples of one.

I factored my thoughts into an empty denominator, by which I divided the tufted titmouse, the fern, the dog turd and diamond, which resulted, marvelously enough,

in a quotient of titmouse, fern, dog turd and diamond, all things remaining just as they are.

Then I stepped naked into a zero-energy mountain brook of melting snow and virtual photons, gurgling over Cartesian coordinates between a curve and its asymptote.

Thus I determined the square root of the void.

I became infinite, not through mantric repetitions of the name of the One, but a hyper-geometric progression of breaths, wings and inconceivable sexual epiphanies in the company of angels,

such that the One ascended into Many, empowered by a logarithm of Negative Zero.

But you would do better to solve this equation by entering the vacuum of your heart, where the answer was written before you were conceived in runes of black fire.

All this information, and more than I could ever write down, was channeled to me from Albert Einstein, who still wanders from star to star pulling his red wagon.

Swan

'Hamsa' means swan in Sanskrit. It also means, I Am He: the breath of 'aham,' I am, merging with 'So,' the Divine. Vedic literature defines Hamsa as the subtle sound of our breath settling into the heart's silence, just as a swan settles upon a still lake.

The name of the heart is 'Anahata:' which means, the unstruck sound. In the vibrant silence of our heart is the eternal music of the Vedas. The mathematical resonance of that mantra-music formulates the laws of physics that create the universe.

A true mantra effortlessly transports the swan of awareness, on wings of grace, to this quiet lake. When the mantra vibrates on the threshold of infinity, at the subtlest level of inward hearing, deeper than thought, it merges in the ocean of light, sending most gentle yet powerful ripples of healing through the entire cosmos.

Thus we meditate, not for ourselves alone, but to immerse all creatures in the waters of re-creation. Jai Guru Dev.