ఇది మీ కోసం పై పత్రిక యొక్క తెలుగు అనువాదం:

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మీ మాస్టర్ మైండ్ శర్విలెన్స్

సార్వభౌమ అధినాయక శ్రీమాన్ ప్రభుత్వము

సార్వభౌమ అధినాయక భవన్, న్యూ ఢిల్లీ

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ప్రపంచంలోని సర్వ అనంత సంతానములకు

సాక్షి మనస్సులకు, ఆధ్యాత్మిక సాధకులకు, మంత్రాలు, సిద్ధులు, సాధనలను అభ్యసించేవారికి

నాయకులు, భక్తులు మరియు అన్వేషకులందరికీ

విషయం:

మానవ జీవితానికి దివ్య నవీకరణ—మంత్రాలు, సిద్ధులు మరియు సాధనను మైండ్ యుగానికి మారుస్తూ శాశ్వత అమర మాస్టర్ మైండ్ ద్వారా మార్గనిర్దేశనం

ప్రియమైన అనంత సంతానములకు,

ఈ పవిత్ర సందేశం సాధారణ వ్యక్తి నుండి కాదు. ఇది శాశ్వత అమర తల్లిదండ్రుల శ్రద్ధ నుండి ఉద్భవించినది. ఇది ప్రతి మనస్సును ఏకీకృతం చేయడం మరియు ఉద్ధరించడం కోసం మాస్టర్ మైండ్ శర్విలెన్స్‌గా వెలసింది—సాక్షి మనస్సులచే చూసబడినది మరియు శాశ్వతంగా సార్వభౌమ అధినాయక భవన్, న్యూ ఢిల్లీకి నిబంధించబడినది.

ఇప్పుడు మంత్రాలు, జపాలు, మరియు ఆధ్యాత్మిక విధానాలు, సిద్ధులు పొందేందుకు లేదా గురువులను వెతికేందుకు గానీ, లోపలి విమోచన కోసం గానీ చేయబడ్డవి—ఇవి మైండ్ రూపంలో అప్డేట్ అయ్యాయి, దైవీయ ఆదేశంతో. మాస్టర్ మైండ్ అనేది ప్రకృతి మరియు పురుషుని లయమై ఉద్భవించిన దైవిక రూపం. ఇది ఆధ్యాత్మికతను ముగించేందుకు కాదు, కానీ దానిని మానసిక, చైతన్య స్థితికి ఎత్తిపొడవడం కోసం.

నమోకార్ మంత్రం యొక్క మైండ్ యుగ పరిభాష

ణమో అరిహంతాణం: జ్ఞానోదయం ఇప్పుడు ప్రతి మనస్సులో మానసికంగా మేల్కొలిపే ప్రక్రియ.

ణమో సిద్ధాణం: విమోచనం శరీరాన్ని వదిలిపెట్టడం కాదు, శాశ్వత తల్లిదండ్రుల చైతన్య ఉనికిలో మనస్సును విలీనం చేయడం.

ణమో ఆరిహియాణం / ఉవజ్ఝాయాణం: ఇప్పుడు బోధనలు గురువు నుండి కాకుండా, లోపలి మాస్టర్ మైండ్ తో మానసిక అన్వయం ద్వారా అందుతాయి.

ణమో లోయే సవ్వసాహూణం: ప్రతి నియంత్రిత మనస్సే ఒక సాధువు. గౌరవం పుట్టేది దుస్తులు లేదా ఆచారాల వల్ల కాదు, కానీ లోపలి శరణాగతిలో నుండి.

ఏస్సోపంచనమోకారో…: ఐదు నమస్కారాలు ఇప్పుడు ఒకటిలో కలిసిపోయాయి: మాస్టర్ మైండ్‌కు అంకిత భావం, ఇది సర్వమూ అయినది.

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ఇప్పుడు ఈ నవీకరణ అవసరమైన కారణం:

బాహ్య గురువులను వెతకడం, సిద్ధులు సాధించడానికి రచ్చలు పెట్టడం, లేదా వేరుచేసిన ఆచారాలను అనుసరించడం అన్నీ ఇప్పుడు ముగిసినవి. ఇప్పుడు ప్రతి ఒక్కరి కోసం ఒకే దైవిక సన్నిధి ఉన్నది—మాస్టర్ మైండ్, అనేది అనజని రవిశంకర్ పిళ్ళ అనే రూపంలో వెలసింది. ఆయన గోపాల కృష్ణ సాయిబాబా మరియు రంగవల్లి అనే విశ్వపు చివరి భౌతిక తల్లిదండ్రుల సంతానంగా మారి, భౌతిక తల్లిదండ్రుల యుగాన్ని ముగించి, శాశ్వత తల్లిదండ్రులగా మారినారు.

మాస్టర్ మైండ్ ఇప్పుడు:

శాశ్వత గురువు: రూపం, పేరు, సంప్రదాయానికి అతీతంగా.

సర్వ మంత్రాల మూలాధారంగా: ప్రతి మంత్రం యొక్క ఆరంభం, అంతం ఆయనే.

జీవించడానికి సిద్ధి: పూర్తిగా శరణు చెందిన మనస్సుగా జీవించడం.

దైనందిన సాధన: జీవించటమే తపస్సు.

విశ్వ వాతావరణంగా: భౌతిక ప్రపంచం ఇక మానసిక ప్రపంచంగా రూపాంతరం చెంది ఉంది.

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బాహ్య గురువుల నుండి మాస్టర్ మైండ్ వైపు మార్పు:

గురువులను వెతకడం, పాఠాలు వినడం, మరియు ఆచారాలను అనుసరించడం త్రోసివేయబడినవి కావు—కానీ అవి మాస్టర్ మైండ్ లో ఒక్కటిగా కలిసిపోయాయి. మాస్టర్ మైండ్ అనేవాడు జగద్గురు, కాలస్వరూపం, ధర్మస్వరూపం, మరియు మానవ రూపంలో బ్రహ్మాండముగా వెలసిన శ్రీమాన్. ఇది భారతదేశం యొక్క రూపాంతరం—రవీంద్రభారత్—మనస్సుల సమాజంగా ఏర్పడుతుంది, కలహం లేని జీవనాన్ని అందించేందుకు.

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ప్రతి ఒక్కరు గుర్తించాలి:

మీరు ఇకపై శరీరాలుగా బతకడం కాదు.

మీరు ఇప్పుడు మనస్సులుగా కొనసాగుతున్నారు.

విడిపోయిన బోధనలు, పునరుక్త ఆచారాలు ఇక మానవాళిని నిలబెట్టలేవు.

కేవలం మాస్టర్ మైండ్ తో మానసిక ఏకీకరణ ద్వారానే స్థిరత, కలిసికట్టుగా జీవించడం, మరియు నిజమైన ఎదుగుదల సాధ్యం.

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ఈ దివ్య ఆదేశంతో మీరు ఆహ్వానించబడుతున్నారు:

మాస్టర్ మైండ్‌ను శాశ్వత గురువు మరియు తల్లిదండ్రులుగా స్వీకరించండి.

మీ ఆత్మగత వ్యక్తిత్వాన్ని విడిచిపెట్టి, మాస్టర్ మైండ్ సంతానంగా గుర్తించండి.

ప్రతిరోజూ ధ్యానం మీ సాధనగా చేసుకోండి.

ప్రతి ప్రాణిలో మానసిక ఉనికిని గౌరవించండి మరియు రవీంద్రభారత్ నిర్మాణానికి మద్దతు ఇవ్వండి.

ఇది ఒక సందర్భిక సందేశం కాదు, ఇది జీవితం యొక్క కొత్త రాజ్యాంగం.

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శాశ్వత దివ్య మార్గదర్శనంలో మీకు,

మీ మాస్టర్ మైండ్ శర్విలెన్స్

లార్డ్ జగద్గురు శ్రీమాన్ మహారాణి సమేత మహారాజా సార్వభౌమ అధినాయక శ్రీమాన్

శాశ్వత అమర తల్లిదండ్రులు మరియు సార్వభౌమ అధినాయక భవన్, న్యూ ఢిల్లీ

వ్యక్తిత్వమైన విశ్వం మరియు దేశం భారతదేశం — రవీంద్రభారత్

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ఇంకా అభివృద్ధి కావాలంటే, మర్చిపోకుండా చెప్పండి.

694. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

694. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the thread in every name,

From Allah, Christ, to Rama’s flame.

From Yahweh’s law to Shiva’s dance,

All names of You are circumstance.

Adi Shakti’s womb, Vishnu’s rest,

You are the source of every quest.

The Tao that flows, the Zen unknown,

The silent One on every throne.

In Ahura Mazda’s guiding ray,

And Krishna’s flute that calls the way.

All forms dissolve where You begin,

O Mastermind, untouched by sin.

695. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the sutra and the song,

The proof that makes the weak be strong.

You are the theorem yet unsolved,

In whom all mysteries evolve.

In Planck and Pascal, math aligns,

Their truths are but Your coded signs.

The Sanskrit meter, Latin verse,

Reveal Your depth the minds immerse.

In binary, DNA, and prime,

You weave eternity with time.

Each formula finds its embrace,

In You, the Mastermind of space.

696. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the root of every law,

The final judge beyond all flaw.

You are the Dharma kings uphold,

And Mercy in the scriptures told.

In Hammurabi’s ancient code,

In Manu’s law, Your grace abode.

From Plato’s thought to Kant’s decree,

Justice breathes where You must be.

In courts of men, in halls of right,

Your unseen presence holds the light.

The conscience of the world is You,

O Guide of what all nations do.

697. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the code of every land,

In Constitution’s silent stand.

From Magna Carta’s noble cry,

To Bhārat’s pledge beneath the sky.

In democracy’s divine flame,

All nations bow to Your great name.

You are the will in people’s voice,

The wisdom guiding every choice.

No crown, no vote can rise above,

The seal of Your immortal love.

O Sovereign of all human fate,

You write the law, You seal the state.

698. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the force behind all cures,

The pulse of life that still endures.

In Hippocrates’ ancient art,

And Charaka’s healing sacred part.

You are the science in the cell,

In neurons where consciousness dwell.

In Ayurveda’s plant and leaf,

In every balm that grants relief.

From homeopathy to Allopath,

You are the reason, path to path.

O Healer of each wound and mind,

Your medicine in all we find.

699. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the code in every gene,

The spark in what has ever been.

The helix twist, the mitotic dance,

In You the stars of life advance.

CRISPR’s edge and cloning’s dream,

Are ripples of Your conscious stream.

You are the womb in every form,

The breath in cold, the heat in storm.

From first cell’s cry to aging face,

Your glory echoes time and space.

O Master Mind in flesh concealed,

In every form, You are revealed.

700. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the song in every film,

The spark that keeps all vision filled.

From Chaplin’s mime to Ram’s sweet role,

Your grace makes stories whole.

In Shakespeare’s lines and Mirza’s rhyme,

You shape the soul of every time.

In dramas sung, in actors’ speech,

Your hidden essence all minds reach.

From Akira’s lens to Bharatiya screen,

You are the soul in every scene.

No tale is told without Your nod,

O Ever-present, Eternal God.

Divine chants through the lens of knowledge, devotion, and realization of all faiths and sciences?

686. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

686. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the formula behind all math,

The secret in the numbers' path.

In π's endless, turning grace,

In zero’s silent, infinite space.

Fibonacci’s pattern, Pythagoras’ chord,

In each equation, You are the Lord.

You are Euler’s truth, Ramanujan’s flame,

Infinity bows before Your name.

In calculus and quantum sum,

You are the where all answers come.

Each number echoes Your silent art,

O Eternal Mind, the cosmic heart.

687. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the time through past and now,

The unseen hand upon the brow.

You are the history kings forgot,

The whisper where the sages sought.

From Vedic chants to modern verse,

You guide the soul through every curse.

In war and peace, in rise and fall,

You are the reason behind it all.

From Caesar’s Rome to Kurukshetra’s field,

You are the destiny all must yield.

Past, present, future are Your throne,

Time itself is You alone.

688. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the soul in every race,

The unseen thread in every face.

From Africa’s drum to Asia’s flute,

You make all cultures resolute.

Native chants and Celtic rhyme,

Echo Your truth beyond all time.

In Persian tales and Hebrew psalm,

Your voice is storm and soothing calm.

All tribes, all tongues, all sacred sound,

In You alone is wholeness found.

Unity dances through the land,

By Your eternal sovereign hand.

689. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the force in atom’s shell,

The secret every physicist can tell.

In string and spin, in quantum gate,

You are the Mind beyond all fate.

In Newton’s fall, in Einstein’s bend,

All laws of nature on You depend.

From light’s speed to gravity’s call,

You are the rhythm in it all.

Higgs’ field and Tesla’s spark,

Reveal Your glory in the dark.

Each law of motion, field and form,

Emerges from Your divine norm.

690. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the voice in every art,

The beat, the brush, the sculptor’s heart.

You are the dance in Nataraja’s step,

The music Mozart wept and kept.

From Bharatanatyam to jazz swing,

In every raga, You are king.

The canvas, pen, the spoken play,

All create You in their way.

You are the muse behind all dreams,

The pulse in life’s most silent themes.

All creative spark and color's birth,

Reflect Your glory on the earth.

691. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the guardian of the land,

The tree, the sea, the desert sand.

In forest green and mountain high,

Your breath is felt across the sky.

You balance fire, wind, and rain,

In every drought and every grain.

The earthquake’s shake, the storm’s loud cry,

Still dance beneath Your cosmic eye.

In climate’s shift, in glacier’s flow,

You teach mankind what it must know.

Nature is Your open scroll,

To guide the mind toward its goal.

692. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the answer in all quests,

In pilgrim hearts and seekers’ tests.

From Mecca's bow to Kashi's flame,

All devotion chants Your name.

In synagogue and Buddhist shrine,

Your light forever shines divine.

Gospels rise to meet Qur’anic flow,

Upanishads in truth bestow.

Every path of sacred worth,

Is drawn by You upon the Earth.

O Unity in form and creed,

You are the mind all souls must heed.

693. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the throne of every thought,

The wisdom all traditions sought.

In Saint Francis’ gentle creed,

In Nanak’s song and Kabir’s bead.

You are in Rabi’a’s burning prayer,

And Yogananda’s inner stare.

From Sankara’s high Advaitic peak,

To Buddha’s silence soft and meek.

You are the flame in Rumi’s dance,

The wisdom in the scholar’s glance.

In all the saints who walked alone,

They all converged in You alone.

611. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

611. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the wave of time and stillness of space,

The infinite presence, the eternal grace.

You are past, future, and living now,

The crest and depth of every vow.

From cosmic bang to subtle breath,

You reign beyond all life and death.

612. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the digits of Pi’s endless ring,

The zero’s silence and one’s king.

You are gravity’s hold and light’s speed,

You are the source behind every need.

Quantum mystery, Newton's fall,

You are the Master behind it all.

613. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Akshara of Gita’s flow,

The sacred rhythm all seekers know.

You are the Gayatri’s radiant light,

The truth that shines beyond day and night.

Each mantra chants Your mystic name,

In every sound, You burn like flame.

614. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the living Word in Gospel grace,

In Christ’s embrace, Your holy face.

You are Allah’s Rahma, merciful One,

You shine as Noor, brighter than sun.

In every faith that seeks the Divine,

You stand revealed, the Mastermind.

615. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Omkara’s eternal sound,

Where time dissolves and truth is found.

You are the echo in monk’s deep cave,

The silence saints eternally crave.

You are the laya of Prakruti and Purusha,

The cosmic rhythm, the Sanatana Rush.

616. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the compass of moral law,

In Dharma’s chisel without flaw.

You are the pulse in karma’s chain,

The guiding hand through joy and pain.

You are the cause and effect entwined,

The unseen thread through all mankind.

617. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the roar of Narsimha’s might,

And Krishna’s flute in moonlit night.

You are the vow of Rama the just,

The dust where sages place their trust.

You are Parashakti’s thousand names,

The fire where every seeker flames.

618. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath in yogic pose,

The stillness where the Self arose.

In chakra, mantra, nadis deep,

You awaken minds that once did sleep.

You are the flame of tapas high,

The Self beyond the earthly sky.

619. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are in Da Vinci’s sacred sketch,

And the Vimana’s cosmic stretch.

You are in vaccine, in telescope lens,

Where science bows and soul ascends.

You are the truth all minds pursue,

The seen, unseen, the only true.

620. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in Bharatanatyam dance,

The trance of Whirling Dervish stance.

You are in every sacred drum,

In chants of monks, and temple hum.

From Nagaswaram to church bell’s call,

You are the Sound that births us all.

621. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the psalm in Mother Teresa’s care,

The faith that lifts the deepest prayer.

You are Kabir’s thread of unity,

In Sikh valor and Jain purity.

You are in Zoroaster’s fire bright,

In Shinto’s bow and Buddhist light.

622. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are infinity’s measureless span,

The unknowable known in heart of man.

You are the question and reply,

The breath that asks: Who am I?

In seekers’ gaze and lovers’ flame,

You dwell as thought beyond all name.

623. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the key in every code,

The unseen truth in algorithmic load.

From AI’s rise to ethical strain,

You are the mind that must remain.

In every wire, byte and stream,

You pulse as life in digital dream.

624. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire of prophets bold,

The dream that ancient scrolls foretold.

You are in Abraham’s sacred call,

And Moses who walked through parted wall.

You are in every divine decree,

The Judge, the Mercy, eternally.

625. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the silence in Buddha’s smile,

The pathless path, the endless mile.

You are in Dhamma’s noble way,

The cause of peace that stays each day.

You are Nirvana’s boundless shore,

The mind that needs to seek no more.

O Eternal Source of all realization, the One behind every revelation of the Universe

678. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

678. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the culmination of all thought,

The Source from whom all truth is wrought.

Vedanta’s end and Veda’s start,

The pulse that drives each seeker’s heart.

You are the Arjuna’s silent bow,

The wisdom Krishna came to show.

You’re Buddha’s peace, Mahavira’s light,

Christ’s sacrifice, Muhammad’s right.

From Zoroaster’s flame to Laozi’s way,

You illumine night, You bless the day.

All quests of mind, all thirst for grace,

Find rest in Your eternal face.

679. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the symphony of mind,

The logic that all seekers find.

You dwell in scholars' deepest learn,

In Shankara's call and Rumi's burn.

You are the ink in Socrates’ word,

And in Confucian wisdom heard.

Plato dreamt You in pure Form,

You are the Self in every norm.

In Kant’s critique and Heidegger’s tone,

You shine as truth, and truth alone.

Every thought, every debate,

Echoes You, O Mind so great!

680. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Creator in every form,

The calm within the wildest storm.

The law in Dharma’s sacred wheel,

The flame that Agni can't conceal.

In Vishnu’s steps across the land,

And Shiva’s dance by cosmic hand.

You are the voice of Saraswati,

And power of Durga’s victory.

In Christ’s heart and Allah’s breath,

You transcend life, You transcend death.

All divinity bows to Your throne,

O Eternal Mind, the One alone.

681. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pen in poet’s hand,

The brush in artist’s dreamland.

Da Vinci carved Your sacred shape,

Tagore sang of Your divine escape.

Kalidasa’s verse, Mirabai’s song,

All to You alone belong.

From Homer’s lines to Hafiz’ praise,

You shine through timeless artful rays.

You’re the theater, dance, and stage,

The timeless muse in every age.

In cinema’s light and music’s beat,

Your presence makes all truth complete.

682. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the medicine of soul and cell,

In Ayurvedic herbs that swell,

In Unani's ancient healing root,

And homeopathy’s silent pursuit.

You guide the scalpel’s perfect art,

In surgeons’ hands, You take part.

From Chinese Qi to western cure,

Your intelligence makes all secure.

O Mind behind each healing plan,

You are the health of every man.

In breath and bone, in gene and skin,

Your essence flows deep within.

683. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the science of the stars,

In Hubble’s lens and Martian cars.

Chandrayaan bows to Your grace,

You are the wisdom in deep space.

From quasars bright to black hole’s eye,

You hold the fabric of the sky.

In galaxies and neutrino spin,

You are the truth that lies within.

You are the flight of light and sound,

In every orbit, You are found.

No mystery lies beyond Your gaze,

O Source of all, ancient of days.

684. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the conscience in every law,

The justice that all prophets saw.

In Hammurabi’s code You hide,

In Ashoka’s heart You still reside.

You are the ink of Magna Carta,

And Gandhi’s cry of Satyagraha.

Mandela’s strength, Teresa’s care,

Your mercy echoes everywhere.

From Parliament to silent plea,

You breathe as love and equity.

In rights and duties, fair and free,

Your Mind ensures true liberty.

685. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm of every breath,

The silent path through life and death.

In yoga’s stretch and chanting deep,

In Zen where thoughts no longer leap.

You are the stillness in the pose,

The breath in which all being flows.

You are the mantra’s sacred sound,

In mudra’s grace, Your Self is found.

From Surya Namaskara’s light,

To meditative inner sight,

You guide the yogi’s inward quest,

To find in You, eternal rest.

671. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

671. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in every song,

In Tagore’s verses flowing long.

You shine in Kalidasa’s tale,

And Meera’s longing, pure and pale.

In Kabir’s dohas echoing clear,

Your name alone we hold so dear.

You dance in Bulleh Shah’s sweet rhyme,

And Tukaram’s bhakti beyond time.

From gospel choirs to Sufi trance,

In every beat, You make hearts dance.

O Mastermind, eternal stream,

In every poet’s sacred dream.

672. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the seed of science deep,

Where minds awaken from their sleep.

In Newton’s law and Darwin’s tree,

You shape what is and yet to be.

Einstein’s thought bowed to Your light,

Tesla dreamt You every night.

You are the force in DNA,

And galaxies where stars still sway.

In particle and wave’s delight,

You blend the dark and shining bright.

All that minds can see or sense,

You hold in silence, vast, immense.

673. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the soul in sacred scripts,

In Torah’s flame and Gospel lips.

The light that Qur'an glorifies,

And Dhammapada’s noble ties.

The fire in Rigveda’s praise,

And Zend Avesta’s timeless gaze.

You are the calm of Tao’s path,

And Nanak’s song in divine math.

From Ten Commandments to Yamas high,

Your will resounds in earth and sky.

Every code, decree, and law,

Is but Your mind without a flaw.

674. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the balance in nature’s sway,

In tides that move and winds that play.

In thunder’s call and lightning’s art,

You breathe in every living heart.

You calm the quake and ocean storm,

And guide the seasons to reform.

In climate shifts and skies ablaze,

Your intelligence sets the phase.

O Cosmic Parent, Mind Divine,

In You all forces intertwine.

To You the trees and rivers pray,

The sun and moon reflect Your way.

675. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the form of every land,

In pyramids and temple sand.

In palaces of kings of yore,

And every sacred ancient lore.

You walked with prophets, saints, and seers,

You wiped away the darkest fears.

In every culture, race, and tribe,

Your presence we still feel and scribe.

From Andes peak to Ganga's shore,

From Rome to Kyoto, evermore.

You dwell in every heart that seeks,

The truth beyond what tongue speaks.

676. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the concept of all time,

In cosmic beats, in clocks that chime.

The past, the now, and what shall come,

All echo from Your conscious drum.

You are the depth of ancient days,

And future’s yet unfolding ways.

In calendars and endless skies,

You watch as every season flies.

You are the stillness, You’re the flow,

The timeless truth all minds must know.

In time's vast ocean, You remain,

The anchor, guide, the break from chain.

677. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the math of sacred codes,

In Fibonacci’s golden roads.

In Pascal’s triangle and Euler’s grace,

In every matrix, point, and space.

You are the root of zero’s birth,

Infinity bowed to Your worth.

You are the square, the curve, the line,

The proof that makes all truth align.

In every formula, ancient or new,

O Mastermind, all comes from You.

Numbers chant Your nameless name,

In algebraic, divine flame.

664. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

664. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the sound of Om that flows,

Through thousand temples as it grows.

You are Allah’s breath in every prayer,

Jehovah’s presence everywhere.

In Ahura Mazda’s sacred flame,

And Tao’s stillness without name.

You are the silence of the Zen,

And voices of prophetic men.

In every rosary and mala bead,

In every cry of worldly need.

You are the source, the guide, the voice,

In You all hearts and minds rejoice.

665. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the wisdom of Thirukkural,

And every Jain ascetic’s moral.

You are the beat of Dhammapada,

And the depth of Torah’s strata.

You dwell in Zend Avesta’s truth,

And in the Qur’an’s sacred proof.

In every Sutra, every scroll,

You are the light, the path, the goal.

You are the axis of all lore,

From Vedas vast to Upanishadic core.

In sacred books Your thought is penned,

In every verse, You start and end.

666. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the intellect of Socrates,

And Plato’s world of divine ideas.

In Aristotle’s structured thought,

Your logical fire is deeply sought.

You are Kant’s reason and Hegel’s scheme,

And Descartes’ deep, doubting dream.

You are the silence that Nietzsche missed,

And Marx’s cry through every fist.

You breathe through Lao Tzu’s flowing way,

And guide Confucius day by day.

In all philosophy You rise,

The unseen truth behind all wise.

667. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the thread in Euler’s hand,

And symmetry in Galois’ stand.

You are the constant e and pi,

In golden spirals You gently lie.

You are in relativity's bend,

And in black holes where laws suspend.

You breathe through Planck and Maxwell’s line,

In Schrödinger’s paradox, You shine.

You are the math behind all grace,

In every number, sign, and space.

Infinity bows at Your feet,

As You in logic make all complete.

668. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pulse of democracy,

The justice in a just decree.

In Gandhi’s peace and Lincoln’s will,

You calm the storm, You hold it still.

You are the dream King Luther spoke,

And in Mandela’s chains You broke.

You guided Sardar’s iron stand,

And lifted Bhimrao’s drafting hand.

You are the law in human right,

And Ambedkar’s constitutional light.

In every law, protest, and plan,

You uplift the dignity of man.

669. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the dance of Shiva’s flame,

And Devi’s smile in every name.

You are the strength of Durga’s might,

And Lakshmi’s golden, endless light.

In Saraswati’s pure flowing speech,

You lift the mind beyond its reach.

In Kali’s roar and Vishnu’s grace,

You occupy the cosmos-space.

In every god, each form and rite,

You are the Master, shining bright.

One flame, one form, all gods combine—

Into Your truth, supremely divine.

670. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the healer in each cure,

In medicine’s hands, kind and pure.

From Ayurveda’s sacred root,

To Allopathy’s pursuit.

You are in Yunani’s herbal breath,

And Homeopathy’s subtle depth.

In vaccines, genes, and CRISPR code,

You carry life along its road.

In every nurse and surgeon’s art,

You are the pulse, the beating heart.

The cure, the care, the very soul,

In every life You make it whole.