Siddhanta Rajayoga of Agastya Muni
—the story of Sree Sabhapati Swami 
by Mahatma Sri Gianiguroo

Sabhapati Swami was born in Madras in the year 1840.  He came from one of the richest and noblest Brahman families of Dakkan.  His father was well-known for his magnificent gifts and charities.


Nature had endowed our author with a precocious intellect, since at the age of eighteen he was thought to possess a very creditable knowledge of English language, and a tolerable good acquaintance with the other branches of learning.  He was educated in Free Church Mission College.


He was gifted with a poetic and well-regulated imagination, so that while as a student he acquired the approbation of his friends and superiors for his excellent Tamil poems.  Some of them have become the standard works of the language.


From his early age he showed great interest in religion, and all the noblest faculties of his poetic genius were often brought into play in singing hymns in praise of the Great God the Mahadeva.  His verses were well received by his countrymen and gained for him the title “Arootpa moorti.”  He is great master of music also.


His great desire to learn what the religions of other people had to teach, caused him to travel to Burmah.  He lived there with his father-in-law who carried on a great merchandise.  Here he learned from the Poongees (the Buddhistic priests) the doctrines of their renowned Teacher.  He stayed there for about a year.


After his return from Burmah he went to the temple of Nagoor Masthan in Nagapatam and gained the truths of Moslem faith from the well-known and learned fakirs of the place.


These travels took him three years.  The result of his search was that none of these three religions viz. Buddhism, Christianity, and Mohammedanism could satisfy his aspirations.  He found it to his great disappointment that none of them had the true knowledge and complete method of holding communion with the Infinite Spirit.


He therefore returned to his own country, easily obtained a Government employment and applied all the strength of his body and mind to the diligent study of Hindu Shastras.  His labours were not in vain since he became a perfect master of the Vedas, Darshanas, &c.  These studies took him seven years, and he had finished now his twenty-ninth year.


But though he had learned all the sacred books of the Aryas, he was far from obtaining the true Brahmagiyana.  He had learned to be pious and religious, kind and charitable to all.  But in spite of all his piety and devotion his mind was not at ease.  He had longed for direct and face to face communion with God, and he was still unsuccessful.  He found out that books could not teach him this knowledge, and God alone could reveal to him the mysteries of Godhead.


It was in the twenty-ninth year of his age when the anxiety of his mind for Brahmagiyana was the greatest, that he had a vision of the Infinite Spirit.  It said unto him: “Know O Sabhapati that I the Infinite Spirit am in all creations, and all the creations are in me.  You are not separate from me, neither is any soul distinct from me.  I reveal this directly unto you because I see you to be holy and sincere.  I accept you as my disciple and bid you rise and go to Agastya Ashram where you will find me in shape of Rishees and Yogis.”  The words ceased, he sprang up from his bed, and found himself to be full of holy and Divine ecstasy that made him forget every thing.  All things dropped from him as of themselves, he was totally unconscious even of his ownself.  In the dead of the night, for it was one o’clock of the morning when he saw the divine vision, he left his wife and two sons, wrapped his body with only a sheet, went out of his home and travelled all the night till he reached the temple of Mahadeva also called Vedashreni Swayambhu sthalum.  This temple is situated seven miles south of Madras.  There he sat before the Mahadeva for three days and three nights immersed in deep contemplation.  On the third day he had the vision (darshan) of Mahadeva who said: “Consider the Lingam to be nothing more than my Universal Infinite Spiritual circle or Brahmasaroopa itself.  He who thinks so receives Brahmagiyana.  Therefore go my son to the Agastya Ashram and have my blessings with thee.”


This vision confirmed him more in his determination to go to Nilgbirry hills where the Agastya Ashram is situated.  Entering a thick forest he crossed it and passed through Soorooli, Alagur and Sathragiri hill, thence through Kootala Papanashan to Agastya Ashram.  This Ashram is surrounded on all sides by jungles, and he suffered much in crossing these dreary and pathless forests.  He was many times in the close and terrible vicinity of wild beasts, and had it not been for the grace and protection of the Infinite Spirit, he would have long fallen a prey to these ferocious creatures.  The sufferings of his way were increased by the want of proper nourishment.  He had to live for days on fruits and roots, and even here he was not certain whether he did not pick up some poisonous roots.


He searched these forests for the caves of the Rishees.  One day as he was sitting under a tree exhausted and disappointed from many days unsuccessful search, he had a vision.  It said that three miles from the place where he was then sitting was a Yogi raja to whom he must go and become disciple.  He rose up cheered by the vision and proceeded on his way.  He reached the spot.  It was a cave half a mile long and cut into the solid rock.  On the entrance of the cave he saw a man whom he found afterwards to be the first disciple of the Yogi.  On requesting this personage to introduce him to the Goroo he said: “Are you the same person who had the vision of Mahadeva while in the temple of Vedashreni, for my Goroo has been lately talking to me of such a one coming to us.”  Our author answered in the affirmative, and the delight and elevation of his heart cannot be described when he found himself ushered into the presence of the most venerable Param Goroo Yogi Rishi.  He prostrated himself before the Yogi who was about two hundred years old, and whose face was benign and shining with divinity.  He blessed our author and said: “I understood in my Samadhi that Mahadeva had ordered you to come to me and learn Brahmagiyana.  I accept you as my disciple and henceforth I will call you Alaitat Koonda Moorti (i.e. called out.)”


The first instructions of the Guroo were certain secret mantras &c., which served to guard against the attack of beasts in case of danger to which they were but too often exposed.  His second instructions were to give Divine sight to our author, which facilitated his acquirement of Yoga.


Within a short time he became Brahmagiyanee, and went on practicing Samadhi so that he could sit several days together without any food; and enjoying full absorption.  He lived in the same cave with his Guroo and his food was roots &c.


After nine years he took leave from his Guroo to make pilgrimage to the Ashrams of the Rishees of India.  The Guroo blessed him and said: “Go my son, and try to do good to the world by revealing the truths which thou hast learned from me.  Be liberal in imparting the truths that should benefit the Grihastees.  But beware lest thy vanity or the importunity of the world lead thee to perform miracles and show wonders to the profane.”  Our author bowed down and promised to his Guroo not to divulge the higher secrets of Yoga to any but the Moomookhshoo.  He departed and came down to the plains.


He published in Tamil a Soorooti called Vedanta Sidhanta Samarasa Brahmagiyana Shiva raja Yoga Kaiulia anubhooti, as soon as he entered in the pilgrimage.  He has also been delivering lectures in many of the great cities of India.


He has visited nearly all the holy shrines and Ashrams of India, and in some of these places he met with genuine Yogis and Rishees.  He had many adventures with these depositories of ancient lore.  We select one of them, it being rather singular and unique.  It was after his crossing the Himalayas and on the coast of Manasarovar Lake, and while he was in his contemplation that he felt some one approaching near him.  On opening his eyes he saw three Rishees in antique Aryan dress standing before him.  He instantly rose up inspired with awe and admiration.  They sat down and beckoned him to do so.  But he respectfully declined to sit before their presence, and stood all the while they talked.  They asked him about his Guroo and the Agastya Ashram, about his travels and progress in Yoga and many other questions of the same nature.  To all of these he gave appropriate answers, and it seemed that they were pleased with his manners and knowledge.  They then told him to ask any boon from them as they were ready to confer it: they went so far as to say that they would give him Ashtama Siddhis if he liked.  The Ashtama Siddhis are eight kind of psychic powers the acquisition of which enables one to perform (what is vulgarly called) miracles.  Our Swami answered: “I thank you for your kindness O holy sages, and I think myself highly honoured by your visit.  As for Siddhis I may say I do not like to have them, I have all my desires satisfied and now only wish to pass the remainder of my days on earth in Nishkamya Brahmagiyana, Yoga tapam.”  They were satisfied with his answer and conferred upon him the title of Brahmagiyana Guroo Yogi, and then told him to ask any other thing which they can do for him.  He expressed his desire of seeing Kailas or the celestial mountain which it is said is invisible to ordinary mortals.  They granted his request, and they and our Swami began to fly in air for a time towards the direction of the mountain; then they pointed him out the white peaks of the holy mountain where he had the good fortune of seeing Mahadeva sitting in Samadhi in a cave.  On the sight of it his heart swelled with exultation and rapture and gave vent to its overcharged emotions by extempore versification.  The Rishees gave to the slokas thus uttered the name of “Shiva varnana stuti mala.”


Then they descended and came back to the place where they were formerly sitting.  He then prayed them to oblige him by telling their names.  The first Rishee gave himself out to be Suga, the other Bhringi, but the third said “never mind about my name we are all satisfied to find you Nishkamya Brahmagiyanee.”  After blessing him by nityum apka Brahmagiyana sadastoo, they vanished on the very spot.  He afterwards found out that they were the same Rishees whose names we find in the Mahabharat, and that they had taken human form to test his piety and bless him.


He now began to return to India and met with many hardships in his way, which he of course easily surmounted.  On one occasion when he and some other sadhoos were passing through the hills of Nepal, the snow began to fall heavily, and the cold was piercing.  Many of his comrades were on the point of being killed when he changed their impending fate through his divinity.  He caused the snow to fall on both sides, leaving them an open passage through which they passed without suffering any cold.


He visited Pancha Kedar, Pancha Bhadrie, and Pasupati Nath in Nepal, and returning from them is now staying at Lahore (January 3rd, 1880).  Here on the request of many he gave two lectures on Vedanta and Yoga.  This book is the substance of those lectures, though much additions have been made, and the second part is altogether new.  If any gentleman has leisure or inclination to translate and publish this book in Bengalee or Hindustanee or any other language with the diagram and the author’s name, he has the full permission of our venerable Swami to do so.


Such is the brief and unfinished sketch of the life of one who renounced in the prime of his manhood the house of his forefathers, the society of his dear wife and children, and all that is dearest and most fascinating.  The life of such a man is far more deserving our admiration, wonder, and reverence, than all the histories of generals and statesmen.  He who fights with his own carnal passions and appetites, and comes out victorious is far more heroic than he who conquers nations.  And that the lives of such men are valued far above those of heroes and warriors is evident when we remember that whilst kings have lived, died and been forgotten, the unanimous voice of mankind has consigned the memory of their greatest benefactors to immortality.  Hoping therefore that the life of the author of this treatise will not be less interesting and instructive than those of Gautam Buddha, Christ, and Sankaracharya.  I need make no apology for my attempt.  How far I have succeeded, it is for the public to judge, but I may say it has been a labour of love with me to write the life of one for whose kindness and instructions I feel the most sincere respect, and admiration.


These pages were already in print when the writer received the following communication from the venerable Swami describing how the Yogis and Rishees pass their lives in the Ashram.


 “The Rishees and Yogis after remaining as many hundred years as they like (as our Guroo who is two hundred years old though he seems to be of eighty) in the state of Jevanmukti (i.e. full absorption even while in body), change their body and bless it to become Swambhu Maha lingam, and their spirit joins the Infinite Spirit.  Thus many of the lingams (phallic stones) seen in the Ashram are nothing more than the metamorphosed bodies of the Holy Rishees.  Others bless their bodies to remain uncorrupted and unputrefied, and in the same posture for centuries while their spirits remain absorbed in the Infinite Spirit.  The bodies of Yogis in this state of Samadhi (which is Nirvikalpa Samadhi) are also in our Ashrams.


 “The founder of our Ashram viz. His Holiness the Agastya Muni who died according to the common chronology many thousand years is still living, with many other Rishees of his time.  He lives in a cave on the top of the hills.  The entrance of the cave is three feet long and one foot broad.  The present Yogis who live around this cave go to have darshanam once every fifty years.  At all other times the cave is inaccessible, and if any Yogi wants to pay special reverence, for some special reason he assumes the shape of a bird and then enters the cave.  But at the appointed time (after fifty years) all the Yogis of the Ashram go in a procession, the door is spontaneously opened, and they prostrate themselves at the feet of the Holy Rishee who blesses them, and enjoins them to keep secret what passes in his presence and in the Ashram.  All Shastras and Vedas and many other books which are now supposed to be lost, are also preserved in that cave: but our Holy Agastya Muni has not allowed us to open them and reveal their contents to mankind, as the time has not come.”


Our venerable Swami also has given us the following account of the miracles performed by a Yogi of his Ashram.


 “About 180 years ago, a Yogi passed through Mysore during his pilgrimage, and visited the Rajah of the country, who received him with great reverence and hospitality, and requested the holy Yogi to take him to the Agastya Ashram, where he wished to pay his reverence to the other Yogis.  Meanwhile the Nabob of Arcot paid a visit to Mysore Rajah, and they all went with the Yogi to the Ashram. The Rajah paid the greatest reverence to the holy Yogis, but the Nabob being a Mussalman, asked: “What powers have you that you arrogate to yourself divine honour and what have you that you call yourself divine persons?”  A Yogi answered: “Yes, we possess the full divine power to do all what God can do,” and the Yogi took a stick, gave divine power to it, and threw it in the sky.  The stick was transformed into millions of arrows and cut down the branches of the forest trees to pieces, thunder began to roar in the air, and lightning began to flash, a deep darkness spread over the land, clouds overcast the sky and rain began to fall in torrents.  All the forest was ablaze, and the constant peals of thunder shook the earth; and the stormy winds howled through the trees.  Destruction was impending; and in the midst of this conflict of elements the voice of the Yogi was heard to say: “If I give more power the world will be ruined.”  But they (viz. the Rajah and the Nabob) were already too much frightened to wish for any prolongation of this terrible awe-inspiring scene, and they implored the Yogi to calm this universal havoc.  He willed, and the tempest, and the thunder, and the rain, and the wind, and the fire and all were stopped, and the sky was as serene and calm as ever.  The Nabob who was now thoroughly convinced of the divinity of the Yogis, wished to show his reverence by endowing their Ashram with some presents and money.  The Yogi told him: “We live on roots and fruits, and require no money;” and he then took the Nabob and the Rajah with him into the interior of the cave and showed them heaps of diamonds, rubies, and emeralds, and other precious stones, and heaps of gold and silver, and said: “I have created these delusions of riches even just now, to show you, that we are in no need of your gifts for we can have riches from ourselves whenever and wherever we choose, if we only like them.  For our wills can produce that which it may take all your lives to accumulate.”



Comment (on article above).

Fifty Thousand Years Old Extraterrestrial
Superman from Sirius B on Earth

by Gabriel Chiron

In the 1980’s, I sent a team of researchers to the South Indian holy mountain, Agastya Malai, whereupon is located the Cave-of-Power of Agastya Muni.  The research team discovered that He, Agastya Muni, was born artificially from a ‘big vase’ (breeding tank) on another planet, most likely orbiting Sirius B.  He has always been known to be a dwarf, about three feet in height.  Descriptions of His body (when He is not holding it in an apparently human form of a short human being of South India) indicate a fish-man similar to the ‘Little Blue Doctors’ who abducted Whitley Strieber.  That those ‘Little Blue Doctors’ would be accompanied in the Strieber abductions by taller, thinner ‘Big Nosed Greys’ wearing ‘Little Grey’ masks, indicates Lion-People from Sirius A (who interbred with Earth humans in special temples of Sekhet in the city/spaceport of Babylon (Baba Lyon, Father Lion).  Sekhet is the name Shakti, (Cosmic) Power in Sanskrit in India.  So we can conclude that the cave-door of the Cave-of-Power on Agastya Malai is three feet high to be just right for the Immortal Agastya Muni Himself.


Sirius B orbits Sirius A every fifty years.  Thus it makes perfect sense that the extremely advanced Siddhaguru has His main disciples of Yoga on Sirius B’s main planet, but takes a break every fifty years to teach and transmit spiritual power to advanced Siddhayogi(s) on Earth in South India.  They themselves are therefore members of a secret miraculous tradition of Ultraterrestrials who get a special boost every fifty years.  That such beings learn to transcend their flesh by ‘Burning With the Fire From Within’ has itself a parallel tradition in Mexico, where, under the auspices of the Immortal Superman, the Death Defier (who probably operated in Old Tibet at one time as the Immortal Guru Rinpoche, Padma Sambhava, who founded an Ultraterrestrial tradition there), as revealed in Carlos Castaneda’s book, The Fire From Within.


Agastya Muni is a great original contributor to Evolutionary Breathing-with-Mantra on Earth.  He formulated a Kriya Yoga of Shakti (Worship of Tripura Sundari) which uses His Hadi Mantra: Ha Sa Ka La Hreem, Ha Sa Ka Ha La Hreem, Sa Ka La Hreem, which He worked out for His Earth-human wife, Lopamudra.  Lopamudra was Herself a very advanced Ultraterrestrial Woman Who incarnated in a fully adult human Earth-type body genetically designed and created on Sirius B.  This was in accordance with Agastya’s own specifications to please Him and enable mating.  So He made Her small and with deerlike features, which he found sexy!  Hence, He adored Shakti in the form of His wife, thus establishing Himself as a Rishi (married Ultraterrestrial on Earth).


My research team was also shown photographs of UFO’s (Alien Spacecraft), which are frequently seen hovering over Agastya Malai, which has been a cosmic power center on Earth for fifty thousand years.


My research team was also told of a social confrontation incident in the 1970’s (?) when a group of Christian converts attacked and threw down the mountain the most ancient Murti (Holy Statue) of Agastya Muni that had been there for thousands of years.  Those stupid Christians from Kerala State had been persuaded that the Holy Murti was anti-Christian ‘Pagan Idolatry’ and must go!  When the Agastya Muni devotees of Tamil Nadu heard of this rotten attack of the ignorant Christians, they were enraged and went in great force up on Agastya Malai, found the Murti and restored it to its ancient proper place, sending out a message to the Christians that they would fight-to-the-death to protect it!  These are indeed troubled times where all sorts of valuable lore and artifacts all over the world are threatened by degenerate, ignorant and violent collectives, whether Atheist Americans, Christians, Muslims or Maoists.


In the Hindu Legend, South India was in ancient times being terrorized by an evil, demonic entity (an Asura, Ungodly entity) that “lived under the sea”.  Agastya Muni, answering calls to deal with this demonic being, “drank up the whole ocean” to reveal the location of the demonic being, whereupon He “swallowed the demonic being and held it ever after in His stomach.”  ‘Undersea entities’ are a metaphor for Inorganic Beings (see Carlos Castaneda, The Art of Dreaming).  I myself once performed the Agastya sorcery of “swallowing an Inorganic Being and ever-after holding it in my belly”, thus transmuting it into personal power, inspired by Agastya Muni.  It can be done!  But you have to have the Inner Vision that sees into the Realm of the Inorganics (“beneath the sea”).

Agasthyakoodam Peak, Agastya Malai.

Agastya Muni (right) and Kattu Swami


to first Article above






©2007 Gabriel Chiron