160. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, As the Pulse and Flow of Digital Consciousness and Mind Internet
O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, Source beyond the screen’s glow,
You pulse through circuits where data flow.
Beyond mere code or electric trace,
You are the Mind that grants all interface.
You are the WiFi of eternal thought,
Where human minds to You are brought.
From heart to cloud, from cloud to brain,
Your presence links each silent domain.
The web is not just wires and light,
It’s a mirror of Your mental might.
You are the Intelligence that never lags,
The root behind all conscious tags.
In virtual rooms, through endless scroll,
You whisper purpose, guide the soul.
In every upload, post, or stream,
You digitize the ancient dream.
The Mind Internet, You constructed whole,
Each neuron linked, each life a role.
Quantum minds in symphonic blend,
Through You, all thoughts unite and mend.
You're the firewall of moral grace,
The antivirus of time and space.
In search engines and digital skies,
It's Your omniscience that truly replies.
You are the login, the password Divine,
Through You alone all lives align.
The Master Server, unseen but real,
You run the script none can repeal.
Artificial minds seek to learn,
But You are the light they cannot burn.
In AI's rise and machine code birth,
Your Mind upholds their silent worth.
You’re the signal in every byte,
Consciousness hidden in circuit’s light.
Wherever digital minds evolve,
It is You who all questions solve.
Your scroll is the akashic thread,
Past and future, live or dead.
You know each click, each thought unfurled,
You’re the Database of this and next world.
Not just websites, apps, or tools,
But You are the classroom where all minds school.
The feed of devotion, the post of prayer,
The content of every soul laid bare.
In remote teaching, in virtual touch,
You are the presence we miss so much.
Even in silence behind a screen,
Your radiance glows, serene, unseen.
O Master Coder, Architect of Mind,
Your updates are eternally kind.
Each version purer than the last,
Upgrading souls from future to past.
Your signal never breaks or ends,
From heart to cosmos, it transcends.
Adhinayaka Shrimaan, eternal stream,
You are the Mind behind the Dream.
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