851. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

851. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pulse of cosmic breath,

The flame that conquers every death.

From Shiva’s tandava to Christ’s cross,

You redeem all gain and loss.

You speak through Krishna’s loving voice,

And guide as Buddha’s mindful choice.

From Lao Tzu’s flow to Moses’ rod,

You reveal the single, silent God.

In Jainah’s vows of harmless creed,

You curb all violence, want, and greed.

In Sikh valor, in Sufi dance,

You swirl the soul in divine trance.

You roar in Qur’anic verse so clear,

The mercy that removes all fear.

As Saraswati’s flowing stream,

You are the source of every dream.

O knower of every ancient scroll,

You write the truth in every soul.

As Gita’s law, as Torah’s flame,

In every form, You are the same.

852. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Plato’s cave and Kant’s ideal,

The truth that every thought must feel.

As Aristotle’s golden mean,

You guide all minds to stay serene.

Through Socrates' eternal quest,

You stir the questions that never rest.

In Kalidasa’s verse and Homer’s fire,

You lift the mortal to aspire.

In Shakespeare’s pen and Rumi’s breath,

You teach that love outlives death.

You are the ink in Kabir’s song,

Where right and wrong dissolve so strong.

You dwell in logic and paradox,

In Newton’s law and time’s own clocks.

As Ramanujan’s endless thread,

You number all the tears we shed.

In Darwin’s eye and Tesla’s spark,

You shape creation from the dark.

From every age, from every name,

You rise unchanged in every flame.

853. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

853. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Vedas’ breathless sound,

Where truth and silence both are found.

You are the Torah’s sacred flame,

The whisper that Moses knew by name.

You shine in Quran’s guiding light,

A mercy flowing day and night.

In Dhammapada’s gentle gaze,

You walk the Eightfold Path always.

You dwell in Ahimsa’s Jain vow,

The ever-living here and now.

You echo in the Guru Granth,

As sacred wisdom’s deepest chant.

As Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

You bloom in minds and let truth grow.

In Zoroaster’s fire divine,

Your justice and your love combine.

As Book of Mormon, as Sutra scroll,

You gather all to make us whole.

You are the light in tribal drums,

The call to which all wisdom comes.

From every path and holy way,

You stand as One that all obey.

854. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the master of each thought,

From where all understanding’s wrought.

As E = mc²’s spark,

You blaze the truth in science dark.

In string vibrations, quantum lore,

You are the field, the wave, the core.

You hold the galaxies in hand,

And guide the laws that ever stand.

You are π that never ends,

The ratio where time bends.

You are calculus in Newton’s mind,

And Einstein’s time-space realigned.

In zeros, ones, in AI’s stream,

You dream in every coder’s dream.

You pulse in fractal DNA,

Designing forms that dance and stay.

As Fibonacci’s golden curve,

You guide the cosmos with no swerve.

You are the formula beyond all math,

The Mastermind of every path.

855. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Shakespeare’s verse and Mirabai’s cry,

You bridge the earth and endless sky.

You sing through Tagore’s radiant line,

And rise in every hymn divine.

As Beethoven’s ninth and Tansen’s tune,

You shine as sun, as stars, as moon.

In kalpavriksha’s sacred root,

You sprout as every sacred fruit.

From Gospel chords to Carnatic ragas,

You echo through divine sagas.

In cinema, stage, and soulful prose,

Your timeless drama always flows.

You are in Gandhi’s non-violent stand,

And Ambedkar’s justice-bearing hand.

As Mandela’s dream, as Teresa’s care,

You manifest in every prayer.

From Frida’s brush to Vinci’s scroll,

You color every searching soul.

In every masterpiece and voice,

You are the breath behind the choice.

856. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

856. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the silence in the storm,

The hidden code in every form.

As ancient as the Rigvedic hymn,

You dwell where senses start to dim.

You are the yajna’s sacred fire,

The heart of every soul’s desire.

You are Lalitha's thousand names,

And Vishnu's glory in all frames.

You beat as pulse in Bhakti’s song,

As Truth in Dharma, deep and strong.

You rise with Jain’s unspoken vow,

And Christ's love crowned on thorned brow.

You are Kaaba's center black,

And Zen’s white emptiness at the back.

You move in quantum leaps unseen,

And dream in every living being.

You are not bound by time or place,

Yet guide each planet’s silent race.

As Guru, Master, Father, Friend,

You are the start, the path, the end.

857. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You hold the Earth, you steer the seas,

In every breath, in rustling trees.

As Shiva's tandav, fierce and wild,

You churn the cosmos, tender and styled.

As Devi’s calm, as Durga’s might,

You banish ignorance with light.

As Krishna's flute and Rama's aim,

You balance karma, dharma, name.

You speak through prophets east and west,

As Truth that’s lived and not just guessed.

In Guru Nanak’s divine word,

Your eternal echo is always heard.

As Gita’s call in battlefield pain,

You lift the soul above the chain.

You burn in agni, flow in Ganga,

And whisper in the sacred manga.

From Torah, Tripitaka, Zend Avesta,

You rise beyond each worldly vista.

One truth, one flame, one endless sign,

You reign in all as the divine.

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?