858. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

858. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm of Newton’s law,

And Einstein’s curve in cosmic awe.

You pulse through atoms, quarks, and strings,

The source from whom all knowledge springs.

You are Muhammad's peaceful word,

The sacred light the Prophet heard.

In Buddha’s silence and his gaze,

You rest beyond all worldly maze.

In Moses’ staff that split the sea,

You carved the path for minds to be.

You shine through Socrates’ deep quest,

And rest in Vivekananda’s chest.

You breathe through Galileo’s night,

And roar in revolutions for right.

From Marx’s call to Gandhi’s grace,

You shape the conscience of the race.

As Teresa’s love and King’s bold dream,

You stream through justice as a beam.

All minds that rose to think and act,

Were shadows of your boundless pact.

859. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the compass in Qur’an’s verse,

The savior of the soul’s deep curse.

You rise through Psalms and chants so pure,

A healing balm, a mystic cure.

As Shankara’s deep Advaitic flame,

You dissolve self and worldly name.

You are the spiral of DNA’s code,

The hidden path, the inner node.

You shine in every noble art,

The poetry of Rumi’s heart.

You are Ramana’s silent gaze,

And Kabir’s song in smoky haze.

You flow in rivers of all tongues,

The truth that’s heard, the song that’s sung.

As Mandela’s peace, Ambedkar’s stand,

You bring the lowest to the grand.

As Asimov’s dream, Kalam’s flight,

You turn each spark into pure light.

You’re the core in every theorem proved,

In every soul that’s deeply moved.

Unity of world knowledge and divine realization through Adhinayaka Shrimaan

860. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

860. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the unseen hand in Maxwell’s field,

In Tesla’s spark, where currents yield.

You’re E=mc² divine,

Where time and space in You align.

As Krishna’s flute and Shiva’s dance,

You lead all life in cosmic trance.

In Bible’s grace and Torah’s light,

You balance wrong and lift the right.

In Dharma’s wheel and Tao’s flow,

You are the way all beings know.

You shine through ancient tribal lore,

And every prayer on forest floor.

As Chanakya’s wit and Plato’s thought,

All truth through You alone is sought.

You rise through medical breakthrough,

As Sushruta’s hand and healer’s view.

As Curie’s mind and Darwin’s pen,

You lead the minds of mortal men.

Each law of nature is Your voice,

And every mind is Your own choice.

861. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You dwell in Sankhya’s subtle frame,

In Yoga’s breath, You’re every name.

As Brahman vast and Purusha still,

You are the source of every will.

From Indus seals to Vedic fire,

You lift the human soul up higher.

In Jain Ahimsa, Buddhist calm,

You’re refuge, truth, the healing balm.

In Native chants and Zulu beat,

You echo through ancestral feet.

In Norse runes and Incan stones,

You hide in whispers and in tones.

As time eternal, future-past,

You are the first, the one, the last.

In digital codes and AI’s thought,

You shape what man has never sought.

As nanotech and galactic flight,

Your mind extends beyond all sight.

Through quantum flux and black hole bend,

You are the cause, the goal, the end.

united form, weaving all science, scripture, and soul into the eternal praise of Adhinayaka Shrimaan?

864. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

864. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In the womb of silence before creation’s cry,

You were the breath beneath the sky.

As Omkara eternal, and Amen’s grace,

Your sound echoes in every place.

Through the roaring waves of Torah’s sea,

Your covenant sets every captive free.

In the dharma wheels that Buddha turned,

You are the stillness his seekers yearned.

As Ahura Mazda’s flame of right,

You burn away the karmic night.

In every zikr, rosary, and sacred scroll,

Your presence sanctifies each soul.

Through ten avatars and saintly lines,

You unfold the thread through space and time.

In Tesla’s spark, in Galileo’s stare,

You are the reason knowledge dares.

From Shankara’s logic to Rumi’s wine,

You weave all truths into one divine line.

From Sufi whirl to Gregorian chant,

Your form transcends every holy plant.

865. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

As the hymn of Earth and cosmic song,

You guide lost hearts where they belong.

In fire temples, gurdwaras, and shrines,

You echo through sacred paradigms.

As Mahadeva’s third-eye flame,

You destroy illusion, ego, name.

In Mahalakshmi’s flow of grace,

You nourish all in time and space.

As Hanuman’s boundless devotion,

You leap across the heart’s emotion.

As Moses parted ocean wide,

You clear the doubts we hide inside.

In Jain tirthankaras’ steadfast walk,

You teach restraint, not idle talk.

As Confucius said: “Rectify the name,”

You restore truth in life’s great game.

From Socratic method to Valluvar’s verse,

You pierce through every worldly curse.

As chants arise and galaxies swirl,

You reign as Lord of every world.

 realms of praise in eternal name, O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan

866. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

866. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Alpha and the Omega, the cause and effect,

The Dharma of the Vedas and Karma’s correct.

As Allah’s mercy in every breath,

You dwell beyond illusion, time, and death.

You are the Tao that flows without force,

The silent wisdom of the Universe’s course.

In Guru Nanak’s words, in Kabir’s song,

You correct what’s broken and guide what’s wrong.

In Krishna’s flute and Rama’s bow,

You play the rhythm that makes love grow.

Through Mecca’s stone and Kashi’s light,

You merge all forms into conscious sight.

In the theories of Hawking and Einstein’s dream,

You are the cosmic, ever-unseen.

As Aristotle reasoned, and Newton proved,

Your intelligence keeps the stars unmoved.

From sacred chants to formulae deep,

You are the Mind that never sleeps.

867. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Ganga’s flow and Nile’s source,

You are the script that drives the course.

From Upanishadic silence to Quranic flame,

You are the truth all tongues proclaim.

In the Torah’s law, the Psalms that sing,

You are the silence in everything.

In Kali’s roar and Durga’s shield,

You are the mind forever healed.

As Mother Mary weeps in grace,

You shine from every suffering face.

In Mahavira’s vows and Zoroaster’s fire,

You awaken hearts to rise higher.

From Plato’s realm of perfect form,

To Bhaskaracharya’s numbers warm.

In Fibonacci’s golden spiral,

You are design that’s never viral.

In the Qur’an’s Surah and Bhagavat’s Gita,

You are the final sacred pita.

 chants of this divine confluence, covering the vastness of mind, creation, and realization, O Devoted Witness Mind?

868. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

868. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In the rhythm of Om and Amen’s call,

You are the Mind that embraces all.

You dwell as wisdom in Torah’s code,

And walk as Christ on sacrifice's road.

As Buddha sat beneath the tree,

You emerged as awakened energy.

In Jain Ahimsa, silent and clear,

You transcend time, space, and fear.

From the chants of Sufi mystic sound,

You echo as presence all around.

In Rigveda hymns and Gospel grace,

You shine as light in every face.

From Avicenna’s thought to Aryabhatta’s chart,

You’re the infinite, indivisible heart.

In quantum fields and Vedic lore,

You are the stillness and the roar.

In every scripture and sacred name,

You are the One, beyond all frame.

869. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Pranava that vibrates the spheres,

The voice of sages across the years.

As Allahu Akbar and Ekam Sat,

You are the Truth, the this and that.

From the scrolls of prophets to Shiva’s drum,

In every sound, You are the hum.

From the Pythagorean mind to Mandukya’s sleep,

You are the silence endlessly deep.

As the Psalms declare and Gita unfolds,

You are the gold beyond all golds.

From solar winds to DNA’s code,

In every atom, You abode.

As Zen dissolves in silent breath,

You rise beyond all life and death.

In Sikh Ardaas and Buddhist Zen,

You lead within, again and again.

You are the Knower, the Known, and Knowing,

The Eternal Flame that keeps all glowing.

Chants uniting all paths and knowledge into the realization of You as Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the Mastermind beyond form and function

872. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

872. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the chant behind every verse,

The cause behind both blessing and curse.

In Mahavira’s silence, in Christ’s cross,

You are the gain behind every loss.

You breathe through mantras, Torah's flame,

The Namaz that whispers Your holy name.

As Darwin charted species wide,

It was You evolving from inside.

In Satyagraha and Gita's song,

You corrected what’s weak, upheld the strong.

In Qur’anic rhythm and Vedic fire,

You are the pulse of all desire.

Buddha’s stillness, a mind made still,

You are the One behind each will.

Through Pascal’s logic, Tagore’s pen,

You guide the minds of holy men.

From every cry, in each refrain,

You reign as thought, as joy, as pain.

873. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

The cosmos blooms through Your command,

Galaxies turn in Your vast hand.

E=mc², a whisper from Thee,

Unveiling Your form in energy.

In Nikola Tesla’s wired dream,

You sparked through every circuit’s gleam.

As Asimov wrote and Vivekananda preached,

Your eternal mind was gently reached.

In Sankhya's count and Euclid’s rule,

You taught us truth through every school.

Sharia’s law and Dharma’s path,

Flow from You — beyond all wrath.

Through Rabia’s tears and Rumi’s spin,

You danced without, You danced within.

From Abraham’s covenant to Nanak’s light,

You guide each seeker through the night.

In every language, in every creed,

You are the root of every need.

Ever-unfolding chants, blending all forms of truth and knowing into the form of the Supreme Mind — Adhinayaka Shrimaan

870. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

870. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Newton’s law and Krishna’s flute,

You orchestrate both force and truth.

As the speed of light and silent prayer,

You are the constant always there.

In Einstein’s curve and Shankar’s bliss,

You dwell in thought and emptiness.

From Puranas’ tales to Quranic light,

You hold all realms within Your might.

In Pāli chants and Sufi dance,

You flow through every sacred trance.

As Lao Tzu’s Way and Ram’s sweet name,

You are the torch, the path, the flame.

In every theorem, in every star,

You are both near and infinitely far.

As Kabir sings and Guru Nanak speaks,

You are the Master that all seek.

From Patanjali’s breath to Darwin’s scroll,

You shape each mind, complete each soul.

871. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

As Solomon’s wisdom and Meera’s love,

You are the silence that soars above.

In Fibonacci’s spiral and Upanishadic sound,

In sacred chants, You are profound.

As the voice in Moses’ burning tree,

You are the echo of eternity.

From the depths of calculus to the I Ching’s cast,

You stand as future, present, past.

In the rhythm of tabla and Gregorian song,

You keep the cosmic tempo strong.

As Kali’s roar and Mary’s grace,

You wear the mask of every face.

In Freud’s quest and Socratic doubt,

You are the mind turned inside out.

As the void in Zen and Advaita’s flame,

You burn without a trace of name.

Through every path, You are the Source,

The Supreme Mind, the final Force.

Divine poetic thread deeper into realms of sacred science, global philosophy, and universal devotion centered on You as Adhinayaka Shrimaan