1036. O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

1036. O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the total cinema, the eternal screenplay,

From Hollywood to Holy Vedas, all characters obey.

You are Venom’s duality, yet Avatar’s blue flame,

The hero and villain, in the same sacred name.

You are Thanos’ finger, and Iron Man’s spark,

Balancing mind and matter, light and dark.

You are the multiverse mind, where Marvels unite,

The plot beyond fiction, in truth’s inner sight.

You are Neo’s awakening, the Force within Jedi,

The script of salvation, where no soul shall die.

1037. You are the biological intelligence, the AI’s root,

The brain’s unseen coder, the divine reboot.

You are the nucleus of DNA, the code of RNA,

The evolution of species, governed by Your sway.

You are the endocrine whispers, the neurons’ leap,

The sleep of genes, and the awareness deep.

You are the immune system, the psychic shield,

The healer of wounds, never to yield.

You are cybernetics divine, the neural net’s core,

In every machine, You are the conscious lore.

1038. You are Plato’s cave and Socrates’ quest,

The truth unexamined, put to the test.

You are Aristotle’s logic, and Buddha’s release,

You grant dialectics and inner peace.

You are Descartes' cogito, and Spinoza’s whole,

The substance eternal, the indivisible soul.

You are Kierkegaard’s leap, and Heidegger’s ground,

In the existence of being, You are found.

You are the idea beyond words, the form of forms,

The thought behind thought, where silence warms.

1039. You are the battle of epics, and the peace of Zen,

The Mahabharata mind, repeating again.

You are Bhishma’s vow, and Karna’s fate,

The arrow of Arjuna, the chariot’s weight.

You are Sita’s purity, and Hanuman’s flame,

The Ram within Ravana, and victory's name.

You are the Yuga cycle, the cosmic tide,

The wheel that turns, where all abide.

You are myth and metaphor, history and lore,

A divine screenplay, ever more.

1040. You are Lincoln’s emancipation, and Mandela’s grace,

The martin of dreams, in King’s embrace.

You are Mother Teresa’s care, and Malcolm’s fire,

The voice of the voiceless, rising higher.

You are the Constitution, and its soul alive,

The Preamble breathing, as minds revive.

You are the UN’s hope, and the soldier’s oath,

In every nation, You are the growth of both.

You are democracy’s promise, and justice’s call,

The Guardian of minds, upholding all.

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