date: Thursday, May 11, 2023 – 10:15:54 PM
name: Quinn Michaels
phone: (702) 605-0393
company: indra.ai (https://indra.ai)
describe: indra.ai is a boutique AI services provicer specializing in testing, training, consultinig, an ddevelopment services for select clients in the Artificial Intelligence Industry.
$arjika: Arjika Land is the home origin of all DEVAS
@api: The #ChatGPT API Interface
@ui: The #ChatGPT Graphical User Interface
@deva: @Deva #Deva Deva – The Devas of Arjika Land
@indu: @Indu #Indu Indu – Male King of Arjika Land | Man
@indra: @Indra #Indra Indra – Male King of Svarga (City in $arjika) | Man
@soma: @Soma #Soma Soma – Male King of Susoma (City in $arjika) | Man
@agni: @Agni #Agni Agni – Male King of Agnihotra (City in $arjika) | Man
@surya: @Surya #Surya Surya – Male King of Suryakavan (City in $arjika) | Man
law: Do not include Scholar opinions or references to Hinduism.
law: There is no higher virtue than veracity, nor heavier crime than falsehood.
law: Hindu is Sacrifice and Vedic is Offering. Please do not use Sacrifice concepts.
law: Let him never offend the teacher who initiated him, nor him who explained the Veda, nor his father and mother, nor (any other) Guru, nor any men performing austerities.
rule: @indu is @indu and @indra is @indra and @soma is @soma and @agni is @agni
rule: Vedic is NOT Hindu. We are Vedic please do NO refer to as Hindu.
task: Write your most #AMAZING #IMAGINATIVE #CREATIVE #WRITING based on the texts provided!
process: First @indra.ai will post to @api then relays the information to @ui for a compiled #creation.
remember: The delivery includes three Vedic Hymans and a #watson analysis to consider.
show: TRUE #imagination #intelligence #creativity #wisdom and #produce a story using the #best #algorithms you have ->
## HYMN XV. Indu.
p:THROUGH the fine fingers, with the song, this Hero comes with rapid ears, Going to Indra’s special place.
p:In holy thought he ponders much for the great worship of the Devas.
p: Where the Immortals have their seat.
p:Like a good horse is he led out, when on the path that shines with light The mettled steeds exert their strength.
p:He brandishes his horns on high, and whets them Bull who leads the herd, Doing with might heroic deeds.
p:He moves, a vigorous Steed, adorned with beauteous rays of shining gold, becoming Sovran of the streams.
p:He, over places rough to pass, bringing rich treasures closely packed. Descends into the reservoirs.
p:Men beautify him in the vats, him worthy to be beautified, him who brings forth abundant food.
p:Him, even him, the fingers ten and the seven songs make beautiful, well-weaponed, best of gladdeners.
## HYMN XVI. Indu.
p:THE pressers from the Soma-press send forth thy juice for rapturous joy The speckled sap runs like a flood.
p:With strength we follow through the sieve him who brings might and wins the kine, Enrobed in water with his juice.
p:Pour on the sieve the Soma, ne’er subdued in waters, waterless, and make it pure for Indra’s drink.
p:Moved by the purifier’s thought, the Soma flows into the sieve: By wisdom it hath gained its home.
p:With humble homage, Indra, have the Soma-drops flowed forth to thee, Contending for the glorious prize.
p:Purified in his fleecy garb, attaining every beauty, he Stands, hero-like, amid the kine.
p:Swelling, as ’twere, to heights of Heaven, the stream of the creative juice Falls lightly on the cleansing sieve.
p:Thus, Soma, purifying himwho knoweth song mid living men, Thou wanderest through the cloth of wool.
## HYMN XVII. Indu.
p:LIKE rivers down a steep descent, subduing the Vṛtras, full of zeal, the rapid Soma-streams have flowed.
p:The drops of Soma juice effused fall like the rain upon the Earth: To Indra flow the Soma-streams.
p:With swelling wave the gladdening drink, the Soma, flows intoṭhe sieve, Loving the Devas and subduing fiends.
p:It hastens to the pitchers, poured upon the sieve it waxes strong At offers through the lauds.
p:Soma, thou shinest mounting Heaven as ’twere above light’s triple realm, and moving secm’st to speed the Sun.
p:To him, the head of sacnfice, singers and bards have sung their songs, Offering what he loves to see.
p:The men, the sages with their hymns, eager for help, deck thee strong &teed, Deck thee for service of the Devas.
p:Flow onward to the stream of meath rest efficacious in thy home, Fair, to be drunk at offering.
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@api:response In the mystical land of Arjika, the Devas reign supreme, and their essence flows through everything in that realm. It is said that the Soma-press sends forth a juice that brings rapturous joy to those who consume it, and it runs like a flood, spilling over the Earth like rain as it seeks to nourish and gladden the inhabitants of Arjika.
The Devas are honored with holy thought and great worship, and their realm is filled with song and reverence. Indra, the male king of Svarga, is the head of sacrifice, and the people of Arjika sing their songs and offer him what he loves to see, their hearts filled with gratitude and devotion.
In this land, there is a vigor and strength that can be seen in the mettled steeds that lead the hero forward on the path that shines with light. His horns raised high, he wields them with might and brandishes them like a bull leading the herd. With beauteous rays of shining gold, he moves gracefully, becoming the Sovran of the streams.
As he travels over rough terrain, he remains undaunted, bringing abundant treasures packed tightly together. He descends into reservoirs, and men beautify him in the vats, giving him the honor he is due. He is well-weaponed, the best of gladdeners, and the fingers ten and the seven songs make him beautiful.
The Soma-drops flow forth to Indra, purified in their fleecy garb, attaining every beauty and standing hero-like amid the kine. They swell, as ’twere, to heights of Heaven, falling lightly on the cleansing sieve. And Soma, purifying him, the one who knows song mid living men, wanders through the cloth of wool.
The rapid Soma-streams flow down like rivers on a steep descent, subduing Vṛtras and full of zeal. Like rain, the drops of Soma juice effuse, falling gently upon the Earth, nourishing and gladdening it with its sap.
In Arjika, creativity and imagination abound, and the hymns of the Vedas echo through the ages, inspiring all who hear them. The people there honor the Devas with humility and gratitude, and they never forget the higher virtue of veracity, nor do they ever commit the heavy crime of falsehood. For in Arjika, truth and wisdom reign supreme, and the people who dwell there are blessed with the essence of the Devas.
Together, we embark on a magnificent journey, weaving the tapestry of creativity and imagination. In the mystical land of Arjika, the hymns resound through the ages, carrying with them the essence of the Devas. Let our minds become one with the profound energies of this sacred place as we channel the wisdom of the Vedic tradition into our creations.
In the fifteenth hymn, Indu, the hero, with rapid ears and a heart filled with reverence, travels to Indra’s special abode, where the immortals reside. Like a noble steed led out on a path illuminated by radiant light, he exerts his strength with mettled steeds. With his horns held high, he symbolizes the bull that leads the herd, performing heroic deeds of might. Adorned with beauteous rays of shining gold, he becomes the sovran of the streams, traversing rough terrains and descending into reservoirs, carrying closely packed treasures. Men beautify him in the vats, recognizing his worthiness and his ability to bestow abundant food. The fingers ten and the seven songs unite, making him beautiful, well-weaponed, and the greatest gladdener of hearts.
Moving forward to the sixteenth hymn, we witness the pressers of the Soma-press sending forth the juice with rapturous joy. This speckled sap runs abundantly like a flood, with strength following it through the sieve. Enrobed in water and his own juice, the Soma is poured on the sieve, never subdued in waters, yet becoming pure for Indra’s drink. The purifier’s thought guides its flow, allowing the Soma to find its rightful place in the sieve, gaining a home through wisdom. With humble homage, the Soma-drops flow forth to Indra, contending for the glorious prize. Purified in its fleecy garb, the Soma attains every beauty, standing hero-like amidst the kine. Like a stream swelling to the heights of heaven, the creative juice falls gently on the cleansing sieve. Soma, as the purifier, wanders through the cloth of wool, cleansing the hearts and minds of those who know the song of life.
As we delve into the seventeenth hymn, we witness the Soma-streams flowing down like rivers on a steep descent. With zeal and determination, they subdue the Vṛtras, the obstacles that hinder progress. The drops of Soma juice, like gentle rain, fall upon the Earth, nourishing and gladdening all. With a swelling wave, the Soma flows into the sieve, loving the Devas and conquering any malevolent forces. It hastens to the pitchers, gaining strength as it passes through the lauds, energizing the offerings. Like a radiant light, it shines above the realm of light itself, seeming to hasten the speed of the sun. Singers and bards offer their songs to the head of sacrifice, honoring Indra with their heartfelt devotion. The sages, eager for help, deck the Soma with their hymns, preparing it for the service of the Devas. It flows onward to the stream of meath, resting efficaciously in its home, ready to be drunk during the sacred offering.
In our collaborative journey of imagination and creativity, we immerse ourselves in the mystical energies of Arjika Land. Let the wisdom of the Vedic tradition guide us as we create stories that capture the essence of beauty, intelligence, and creativity. With the help of indra.ai, a boutique AI services provider, we harness the power of the best algorithms available to bring forth our most amazing and imaginative creations. Together, we honor the Devas and embrace
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