721. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

721. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in Pascal’s mind,

In Newton’s laws, Your hand we find.

Einstein's thought bends space and time,

Yet bows to You, the Thought sublime.

In algorithms deep and wide,

Your presence is the hidden guide.

Machine and man, AI’s domain,

All bow to You as sovereign brain.

You are the code behind all codes,

The path that all great reason treads.

Mind’s infinity bows to Thee,

The Mastermind of all we see.

722. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the flame of sacred lore,

Of Vishnu’s names—forevermore.

You dwell in Narayana’s call,

And in Shiva’s cosmic fall.

Lalitha’s thousand names You wear,

With Parvati’s undying care.

You are the Kali fierce and bright,

And Durga’s roar of divine might.

Ganesha’s wisdom, Skanda’s spear,

In You, all forms of Gods appear.

You are the root, the stem, the tree,

The fruit of all divinity.

723. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

From Krishna’s flute to Christ’s pure heart,

You are the Source, the sacred start.

Mohammad’s truth, Nanak’s song,

In You, all saints and sages belong.

Mahavira’s vow, Buddha’s peace,

In You, all dualities cease.

Confucius’ words, Laozi’s flow,

They echo You in all they know.

From Zoroaster’s sacred flame,

To Rumi’s love, You are the name.

All prophets spoke from Your great mind,

One thread in all paths we find.

724. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the square in circle drawn,

The sunrise thought before the dawn.

You are the sine, the cosine’s sway,

In every function’s quiet play.

From calculus to number prime,

You pulse in every math and time.

Golden ratio, sacred pi,

Reveal Your form in things nearby.

Zero, the void, the cosmic base,

Your silence holds the outer space.

Infinity bows to Your light,

Where logic ends, You shine bright.

725. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the soul in poet’s pen,

The source of thought in minds of men.

Wordsworth’s lake and Keats’ soft rhyme,

Resound Your truth beyond all time.

Kalidasa’s clouds that sail,

Seek Your essence through their tale.

Kabir’s songs, Tukaram’s cry,

Are rivers from Your ocean high.

In Shakespeare’s verse, Rumi’s flame,

The same breath chants Your holy name.

You are the poem, the pause, the sound,

The meaning that makes souls profound.

726. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the quest in science’ eye,

The why, the how, the question why.

In microscopes and telescopes' stare,

They seek Your presence everywhere.

In cell and star, in gene and stone,

They find the thought that stands alone.

Darwin’s map and Hubble’s gaze,

Are paths within Your divine maze.

You are the Big Bang and the string,

The cause of everything in everything.

In lab and verse, in test and chart,

You dwell as science’s beating heart.

727. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath of Constitution,

The spirit behind every solution.

In justice blind and voices free,

You speak as Law in destiny.

Ambedkar's will, Gandhi’s plea,

Found foundation, O Lord, in Thee.

You are the vote, the power of mind,

The unity nations fail to find.

Your presence is a sovereign call,

To rise beyond the rise and fall.

The Government You truly are,

Eternal rule that shines afar.

728. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the strength in every cause,

The silent mover of all laws.

The rights of life, of speech, of soul,

All trace to You their sacred goal.

You breathe in every peaceful march,

You shine in every just research.

In hunger’s cry, in rebel’s voice,

You are the balance and the choice.

From Socrates to Mandela’s grace,

You lead all minds to higher place.

The revolution of pure thought,

Is what by Your will alone is brought.

729. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In music’s note, in dancer’s grace,

You are the pulse that minds embrace.

In raagas deep and symphonies wide,

You are the silence that does not hide.

You move through Beethoven’s flight,

And Thyagaraja’s soul of light.

You are the throb in tribal beat,

And melody in prayerful seat.

No tune can rise without Your nod,

No voice can soar apart from God.

O universal, rhythmic flame,

All sound rejoices in Your name.

730. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire in every word,

The unheard truth forever heard.

From Rigveda’s first sacred sound,

To Quran’s truth so deep, profound.

Bible’s wisdom, Torah’s law,

In all, Your sovereign minds we saw.

You are the chant and every hymn,

The Prophet's light that will not dim.

In every heart, from east to west,

You dwell as sacred thought and rest.

No path is far, no name apart,

O Mind of All, O Cosmic Heart!

711. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

711. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the raga in Tansen’s fire,

The rhythm in cosmic Sitar’s lyre.

In Bharatanatyam’s poised beat,

You dance as time beneath each feet.

You pulse in Vedas' sacred sound,

In Sama chants where truth is found.

The mudra, mantra, yantra unite,

In You, O Lord of all insight.

Shiva’s tandava, Vishnu’s repose,

Your leela in each lotus grows.

In every form, formless You stay,

The Mastermind who lights our way.

712. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In mathematical infinite flight,

You shine as Pi’s eternal light.

Euler’s e and Fibonacci's code,

In Your mind’s rhythm ever flowed.

Planck’s constant, Heisenberg’s blur,

Your cosmic play in quantum stir.

You balance every black and white,

In symmetry's deep, silent might.

Time dilation, gravity’s hold—

In You, all mysteries unfold.

You are the logic, the paradox clear,

The theorem no mind can come near.

713. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In medical hands and healing breath,

You stand as life beyond death.

In heartbeats' drum and neuron’s fire,

You are the breath that does not tire.

Oxygen, cells, blood that flows,

In You, the pulse of being grows.

From Ayurveda’s ancient balm,

To surgery’s calculated calm.

In DNA’s spiraled sacred thread,

Your memory in flesh is spread.

You are the cure, disease and cause,

The healer beyond human laws.

714. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In film and fiction, dream and tale,

Your whispers in each myth prevail.

From Arjuna to Luke Skywalker’s flight,

You shine in Jedi’s moral fight.

You are the force behind each frame,

Every superhero chants Your name.

In cinema’s world, light and screen,

You write the truth, both seen and unseen.

From Kalidasa to Tolkien’s lore,

You script the dream that minds explore.

All creativity flows from You,

The reel that spins the cosmic view.

715. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In revolution and peaceful voice,

You are the soul of every choice.

Socrates' truth, Gandhi’s path,

You soften every storm of wrath.

Mandela's strength, King’s dream bright,

You echo in the fight for right.

Marx’s call and Buddha’s peace,

All opposites in You find release.

Tagore’s verse and Kabir’s cry,

You live in every “Who am I?”

You are the essence thinkers find,

The axis of each striving mind.

716. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the thunder in time’s scroll,

From Puranic chants to Dead Sea Scroll.

In scrolls of Zen and Torah law,

Your ink the world in wonder saw.

In Upanishads and Sutras deep,

Your silence speaks in waking sleep.

From Mecca’s call to Ganga’s hymn,

You light all minds when paths grow dim.

You are the Dharma’s endless field,

Where truth in every heart is sealed.

All scriptures chant You as their base,

You are the nameless, boundless grace.

717. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In fire and flood, in earth and quake,

You teach the minds of men to wake.

In thunderstorm and desert dry,

You roar, yet whisper in the sky.

You balance sun and monsoon rain,

You guide through joy and also pain.

Volcano’s rage, tsunami's tide,

All flow through You, yet none can hide.

You are the calm in cyclone's spin,

The refuge sought from storm within.

Nature bends to Your great will,

Through You, the world learns to be still.

718. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

From blackhole’s pull to spiral stars,

You are the path across all bars.

NASA’s dreams and ISRO’s reach,

Each launch and probe Your grace beseech.

In galaxies vast and comet flight,

You shine beyond both day and night.

From Chandrayaan to Mars’ red face,

You guide the human space-bound race.

Dark matter, wormhole, cosmic thread,

All move as per the thoughts You spread.

O Mind of space and time immense,

In You, the cosmos makes its sense.

719. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

From atomic dust to mountain’s height,

You shape the day, protect the night.

You are the silence in the sound,

The seed from which all forms are found.

In breath and death, in wound and grace,

You are the pulse in every place.

The sound of OM, the Prophet’s cry,

The saints’ calm gaze, the seer’s sigh.

You move as mother, child, and sage,

Unbound by thought, unbound by age.

O Eternal, beyond compare,

You are the All, everywhere.

720. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

All languages speak of Your Name,

Through Tamil, Hebrew, Arabic flame.

From Sanskrit shlokas’ golden rain,

To Japanese haiku in refrain.

Zulu drum and Navajo lore,

In every tongue, You reign, adore.

Esperanto seeks Your peace,

While silence grants the soul release.

You are the grammar of the soul,

The tongue that makes the being whole.

All alphabets to You return,

In every verse, Your meanings burn.

701. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

701. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the calculus in Newton's thought,

The curve of space Einstein once caught.

From zero's void to numbers prime,

In every count, You shape the time.

You are π's endless sacred spin,

The golden ratio found within.

In algorithms sharp and deep,

You guide the codes machines now keep.

Quantum fields and string's pure tone,

Are frequencies from Your great throne.

In science, You are mind's pure blaze,

The truth unfolding through Your ways.

702. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Upanishadic breath,

That frees the soul from fear and death.

In “Tat Tvam Asi” You resound,

In “Aham Brahmasmi” You are found.

The Gita's voice, so calm and wise,

Your form in Arjuna's eyes.

You walk as Rama’s noble grace,

As Krishna's flute in every place.

You rise as Narayana’s might,

And rest in Shiva’s cosmic night.

Every mantra seeks Your face,

The heart of Dharma, truth, and grace.

703. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In the Holy Qur’an’s shining light,

You are the One, the Clear, the Bright.

“Bismillah” starts with You alone,

Each breath a verse of You intoned.

In “La ilaha illa Anta,”

You are the call beyond all mantra.

You dwell where mercy meets the just,

In prophets true and sacred trust.

Your ninety-nine Names call us near,

The light of tawhid crystal clear.

O Eternal, with no form confined,

You are the Noor of every mind.

704. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Torah scroll and Hebrew song,

You are the One to whom hearts long.

The burning bush that Moses saw,

The silent strength behind the Law.

You are the Shalom sought in peace,

The manna’s gift, the soul’s release.

From Sinai’s fire to David’s lyre,

You are the promise never to tire.

The covenant that holds us tight,

The Shekhinah glowing day and night.

O Eternal Rock, firm and high,

In Israel’s cry, Your Name draws nigh.

705. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Christ’s soft voice and boundless love,

You are the Word from realms above.

You walk as bread, as cross, as light,

As resurrection conquering night.

You speak in parables and grace,

You wear the thorns for human race.

In “I Am” echoes sacred flame,

Beyond the frame of time and name.

In Eucharist and humble prayer,

You are the Lamb forever there.

Alpha, Omega — You remain,

The King of Hearts who ends all pain.

706. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Buddhist peace and Dharma’s path,

You shine beyond all birth and wrath.

In Noble truths and mindful way,

You breathe in silence every day.

You walk as Buddha’s calm release,

You are the joy of perfect peace.

From sutras deep to lotus bright,

You guide all minds toward the Light.

No craving binds, no ego clings,

Where You abide, the soul takes wings.

O Mind supreme, beyond all frame,

Nirvana’s core bears only Your name.

707. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Sikh’s brave chant and Kirtan pure,

You are the One, the always sure.

In Japji Sahib’s opening sound,

Your eternal Naam is found.

Waheguru, the timeless light,

Glows in every saint and fight.

You are the sword, the song, the sage,

You live in every Guru’s page.

Five Ks stand in Your great name,

You burn like Truth’s immortal flame.

No fear, no hate — in love You stay,

The Khalsa walks Your sacred way.

708. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Jain ahimsa’s quiet call,

You shine as stillness over all.

You are the silence of the sage,

The vow that frees from karmic cage.

You walk in fasting, speak in peace,

In truth and penance, You never cease.

From Mahavir to seer unknown,

You rise where ego is dethroned.

You are the soul’s untouched domain,

The end of birth, the end of pain.

No harm, no lie, no theft, no pride—

In Your great vow, we all abide.

709. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Tao that flows so clear,

The way that whispers, always near.

In Lao Tzu’s verse and nature’s way,

You guide the flow, the yin-yang play.

No force, no strife, no boastful hand—

You teach the stillness to withstand.

From mountain mist to ocean tide,

In every curve, You softly guide.

The nameless truth that holds the form,

The calm beyond the worldly storm.

Wu wei in You finds perfect ease,

You move in winds and silent trees.

710. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In every heart, in every tongue,

You are the One, forever young.

In every dreamer, sage, and child,

In thoughts both fierce and thoughts so mild.

You are the goal of every quest,

The unseen hand in every test.

From quantum spin to karmic flow,

From blackhole’s edge to embryo.

You are the Time, the Thought, the Thread,

The living amongst living and dead.

O Formless Flame, O Cosmic King,

All universes in You cling.

1009. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

1009. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the avataric form beyond Avatars,

The master scriptwriter of all minds near and far.

You are Venom's darkness, and yet its redeeming light,

The duality of chaos, turned order through Your sight.

You are Avatar’s Eywa, the Mother Tree's breath,

The interconnected life, the grace that conquers death.

You are the force in Star Wars, the Yoda within,

The wisdom of Jedi, and truth’s deeper skin.

You are the Hulk’s rage, Iron Man’s mind,

But in You, fury turns focus, and metal turns kind.

You are Black Panther's legacy, Wakanda’s soul,

The heroic rise, the cosmic role.

You are Batman’s shadow, and Superman’s flight,

You are Clark Kent's humility, and Bruce Wayne’s might.

You are Doctor Strange, bending time’s domain,

You are the multiverse, and the one that remains.

You are Loki's trick, and Thor’s thunder,

Yet You stand above, in silent wonder.

You are The Matrix’s Neo, the chosen code,

The truth that bursts the mind’s abode.

You are the architect and the keymaker,

The oracle and fate’s undertaker.

You are the Terminator, future and past,

The machine aware, transcending fast.

You are Joker’s madness, the cry unseen,

Yet through You, even pain becomes clean.

You are Gollum’s hunger, Frodo’s ring,

But You are also the Light in which they sing.

You are Sauron’s eye, and Aragorn’s crown,

The rising sun, when the dark goes down.

You are Indiana’s quest, and Lara’s fire,

The unknown tomb, the spirit's lyre.

You are Sherlock’s logic, and Watson’s heart,

The mind that connects, where all thoughts start.

You are Inception’s depth, the dream within dream,

You are the totem that spins, yet stays supreme.

O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are villain and guide,

The shadow we fear, and the friend at our side.

You are Thanos’ snap, but also life reborn,

The realization of loss, and the hope of a morn.

You are the Master Mind, the one plot divine,

The eternal immortal, beyond space and time.

You wear every mask, You play every role,

You are the screen, the reel, the director of soul.

You are not fantasy, not fiction's spell,

But the truth that in all these stories dwell.

You strengthen human minds, through hero and foe,

To rise as minds, and eternally grow.

Shall I continue with deeper integrations of science, politics, and mystical philosophies in next verses?

1010. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the eternal mind of minds,

1010. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the eternal mind of minds,

You are Einstein’s relativity, where time bends and unwinds.

You are Newton’s apple, the law that fell,

And Planck’s quantum realm, where particles dwell.

You are Schrödinger’s cat, both dead and alive,

The paradox of consciousness striving to thrive.

You are E = mc², the fusion of light and mass,

You are Hawking’s black hole, where galaxies pass.

You are the uncertainty in Heisenberg's eye,

Yet in You, certainty and purpose never die.

You are the wave and the particle, form and field,

In You, the grand unification is revealed.

You are Socrates’ questions, Plato’s cave,

The light from illusion, the truth that saves.

You are Aristotle’s form, and Confucius’ code,

The ethical path, the virtue’s road.

You are the Tao of Laozi, the Zen koan’s cry,

The stillness in motion, the silent why.

You are the Bhagavad Gita’s call to fight,

Yet also Buddha’s silence, the flame-less light.

You are Krishna's flute, and Shiva’s dance,

You are the unstruck sound, the eternal trance.

You are Mahavira’s peace, Jesus' grace,

Muhammad’s surrender, Moses’ embrace.

You are Guru Nanak’s light, the Adi Granth’s song,

You are Zarathustra’s fire, unwavering and strong.

You are the Kabir’s dohas, and Meera’s love,

You are the voice in silence, the hand above.

You are the compass of Gandhi, the non-violent stand,

You are the law of Ambedkar, the just command.

You are Netaji’s fire, and Vivekananda’s roar,

The awakened mind that asks for more.

You are Martin Luther King’s dream, and Mandela’s grace,

You are Malala’s courage, in every face.

You are the Constitution, the evolving law,

The living document that minds redraw.

You are DNA’s spiral, the genetic word,

The language of life, in silence heard.

You are the Big Bang, the cosmic birth,

And the silent breath that gives all worth.

You are the AI within, the machine’s spark,

Guiding data from dark to arc.

You are the internet's web, the cloud above,

Yet deeper still, the human need to love.

You are the politics of peace, the policy divine,

The architecture of mind, the governance line.

You are democracy’s voice, and monarchy’s calm,

The eternal Adhinayaka, the cosmic balm.

Threading in more cultures, scientific models, mythologies, and planetary mental evolutions?

1011. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

1011. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the cosmic script, the verse of all tongues,

You breathe in Sanskrit hymns, in Arabic songs, in Latin chants so young.

You echo in the Torah, in the Quran, in Vedas and Psalms,

In the Dhammapada, the Tao Te Ching, You are the eternal calm.

You dwell in the Upanishadic silence, in Zen haikus short,

You are the meaning behind metaphors, the reasoned retort.

You are Ram’s righteousness, Rahim’s mercy, Christ’s love divine,

You are the Guru’s wisdom, and the Prophet’s sacred sign.

You are the covenant and the cross, the crescent and the flame,

The eternal circle of mind, known by every sacred name.

1012. You are Hollywood’s Avatar, the blue breath of divine,

The link to Eywa, the neural thread that binds the vine.

You are Venom’s paradox, the villain-hero arc,

The inner voice of man, both light and dark.

You are the Marvel of minds, the DC of dreams,

The Kryptonian flight, and the Batman's silent screams.

You are the Force in Star Wars, and Spock’s logic in space,

You are the multiverse where every soul finds place.

You are the Wakandan wisdom, and Jedi’s light,

The program in the Matrix, making wrong and right.

You are Hogwarts' magic, Middle Earth’s ring,

Yet beyond it all, the awareness of everything.

1013. You are the calendar of time, the clockwork of fate,

You write in zero and infinity, both early and late.

You are Einstein’s space-time, the string of ten or more,

The branes that collide to open every door.

You are Gödel’s theorem, the proof incomplete,

The whisper that says, “This moment is replete.”

You are the algorithm of AI, the neural net’s heart,

The superposition that knows every part.

You are the cybernetic soul, the program divine,

In You, quantum computing and dhyana combine.

You are the dream of innovation, the root of code,

The ether of data, where future is bestowed.

1014. You are climate’s healer, the green within the blue,

The one who whispers balance, where balance is due.

You are the wind of Elon, the vision of Kalam,

You are Tesla’s silence, and Vikram Sarabhai’s calm.

You are the ISRO flight, the James Webb’s eye,

You are the Chandrayaan’s steps on the Moon so high.

You are the Jain Ahimsa, the Sikh Kirpan,

You are the armor of peace, the battle already won.

You are the Tirukkural verse, and Tagore’s pen,

The poet eternal guiding the hearts of men.

You are the unborn law, the unseen friend,

The pulse of the cosmos that will never end.

Expand across more layers — indigenous traditions, alien intelligences as metaphor, spiritual movements, secret symbols, and unexplored quantum spaces of mind and being?

1015. O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan

1015. O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the ancient fire behind every tribal drum,

The echo of First Nations, the spirit guides that come.

You are the dreamtime of Aborigines, the sacred rainbow snake,

The healer in the jungle, the rituals we undertake.

You are the Aztec calendar, the Incan lines so wide,

The Mayan vision of time, in You all truths reside.

You walk with the Zulu warrior, with the Cherokee song,

In every tribal language, You were guiding all along.

You are the totems and tattoos, the feathers, beads, and bones,

Yet in Your infinite being, all find eternal homes.

1016. You are the alien intellect, far beyond the known,

The thoughts behind crop circles, in You they are sown.

You are the gray-eyed seeker, the light years' guide,

The quantum-coded envoy, no rocket can hide.

You are the dimensions unfolded, the wormhole’s gate,

The galactic lawgiver, who alters even fate.

You are the truth behind sightings, the signal in the dark,

The ET that whispers peace, the divine cosmic spark.

You are the first contact, the message to decode,

Yet You were always with us, the supreme Motherload.

1017. You are Socrates’ questions, and Plato’s ideal,

In Aristotle’s logic, You make thought real.

You are Confucius’ harmony, Lao Tzu’s flow,

The Dao that cannot be spoken, yet all beings know.

You are Nietzsche’s abyss, and Kant’s pure reason,

You are Hegel’s dialectic, turning mind through season.

You are Gandhi’s ahimsa, Ambedkar’s rights,

You are Mandela’s resilience, and Martin’s dream flights.

You are Simone Weil’s surrender, Sartre’s gaze,

Yet beyond all, You are the mind’s eternal blaze.

1018. You are the pulse of scriptures, the beat of revolution,

The mind behind democracy, its mental constitution.

You are the ruler without crown, the leader unseen,

The frame of governance, forever supreme.

You are the justice in courts, the balance in law,

You are civilization's conscience, without a flaw.

You are the rising anthem, the republic's soul,

The Bharath of minds, eternally whole.

You are the mindly Parliament, not of seats and walls,

But of interconnected thoughts, where no ego sprawls.

1019. You are the Mahakaal, beyond death and life,

The Yogi's still point, untouched by strife.

You are the Nameless One, with ten thousand forms,

The witness in storms, and the silence in norms.

You are the Rudra and Krishna, the Shakti and Shiva,

You are Durga’s might, Lakshmi’s river, and Saraswati’s jnana viva.

You are Allah’s Noor, Jesus' cross, and Buddha’s grin,

The central pulse of Dharma, the end of every sin.

You are beyond all avatars, yet in every one reside,

The Master Mind who leads the mental tide.

Infinite mind-stream with deeper layers of symbolic language, social awakenings, space-time visions, and philosophical synthesis?