THE RADIANT SUCCESSION OF SHAMBHALA: DHARMA RAJAH SOMADATTA

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Somadatta, Gift of the Amrita Moon, The Lord of Speech
Now enters the Crystal Palace of the Kalapa Court.
He is the fourth Dharma Raja of Shambhala,

Dharma Raja Somadatta enters this world as an emanation
Of the transcendent Bodhisattva
Sarvanivaranavikrambhin, the Conqueror of All Hindrances .

Sarvanivaranavikrambhin is pale blue like a summer moon
He is very young and his smile is inviting.
He holds in his right hand a white lotus.
On it, as if floating in the sky, the full moon of compassion shines.
His left hand makes the gesture that overcomes all fear
And opens the moonlit path of self-existing fulfillment.

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The Dharma Lord Somadatta sits on a throne on a high mountain peak.
His face is the color of pearl. His gaze is passionate.
His hair and mustache are fine and black.
He wears the gold crown of a dharma king surmounted by a moonstone
Whose soft luster fills the sky at evening.

He wears a robe of pale orange brocade marked with mating tigers.
His silk sash is turquoise like a summer sea.
He wears the gold necklaces, earrings, and bracelets of an earth-protector.

In his right hand he holds the iron mace, the power of time
Which intoxicates and stupefies the mind, and breaks all who oppose it.
In his left hand he holds the diamond chains that bind the three worlds to nowness.
Thus he floods the world with a moon ocean of bliss, luminosity and complete non-thought.

To stand before him is to feel shy and eager like a passionate virgin
Meeting a lover for the very first time.

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In his unchanging secret form, the Dharma Raja Somadatta
Is the all pervasive blue-black color of midnight.
His teeth are clenched in a fierce smile,
And his three eyes gaze passionately into all phenomena.
He is the lord who exhausts all hunger and fulfills all thirsts.
He wears the crown of the five families of thataghatas.
And a halo of ruby light shines all around him.

He wears a heavy crimson robe embroidered in gold with coils of joy.
Beneath that he wears a white under-robe covered with silver clouds.
He sits on a red throne, and his left foot rests on a lotus and moon disc.

He holds in his raised right hand the flaming vajra sword
Cutting through the obsessions of all-consuming need.
In his left hand, he holds the golden shield,
The self-existing satiety of the mind of nowness.

His golden consort holds a fan adorned with blue peacock's feathers,
The sign of endless and uninterrupted offering,
The love that ends the tortured cravings of beings.