The geometry is now complete. What began as a single point of intention—the Bindu—has expanded into a universe of precise triangles, blooming petals, and protective walls.
But this image is not just a drawing; it is a mirror. The journey you took to create it—measuring, dividing, connecting—is the same journey consciousness takes to become the world. You have not just built a diagram; you have reconstructed the architecture of the cosmos.
Now, put down your compass. The construction is finished, but the pilgrimage has just begun. Let your eyes travel from the open gates of the Bhupura, through the organic grace of the petals, past the interlocking fires of the triangles, and return to rest in the center.
In that Bindu, there is no geometry, no measure, and no separation. Only stillness.