Argo Navi constellation
Arnavayāna mandala – Nau – Maganda-anna (ship of the canal of heaven) – Argo-navis, the bright ship – El Sefina. The Ship of the Heavens – constellation Argo Navi.
Alpha – Canopus – Māna – Agastya (Presser of oceans) – Merigious(the ground star) – Kanobos – Kārbana – Manya – Māndārya.
Beta – Kapila. Kapila-dhārā of the Akasa-ganga milky stream in its western quarter brought down to Earth by the sporadic red lustre of this star. – Marichā – Maia – Miyah, waters.
Carina constellation
The keel of Argo.
Alpha – Canopus, the pilot.
Beta – Miaplacidus (placid waters) – Maia.
Epsilon – Avior.
Iota – Scutulum (little shield) – Tureis – Turris, tower/buckler.
Stars at Sidereal Zodiac Degree
Canopus
21°07’ Gemini
– Alpha Carina. The pilot of Argo Navi, The ship of the heavens. Mana from heaven. The ancient sage Agastya from the Indian pantheon. Suhail, in the Arabic mansions.
Tureis
17°32’ Cancer
– Iota Carina. The little shield. Or the buckler on the stern of the ship.
Avior
29°17’ Leo
– Epsilon Carina. The keel of the ship Argo Navi.
Foramen
28°17’ Virgo
– Eta Carina. A temple star, also associated with mythic Oannes, lord of the waves.
Miaplacidus
8°06’ Libra
– Beta Carina. Maia. Also associated with goddess Minerva.
Puppis constellation
The deck of Argo.
Zeta – Naos, ship.
Xi – Asmidiske (little shield).
Azmidiske
12°11’ Cancer
– Xi Puppis. – The stern of the ship Argo Navi, ship of the heavens.
Naos
24°42’ Cancer
– Zeta Puppis. The deck of the ship Argo Navi. Naos means ship.
Pyxis constellation
The compass of Argo.
Vela constellation
Velorum – the sails of Argo.
Gamma – Suhail – Regor (Roger).
Kappa – Markab (ship).
Lambda – Sohail.
Phi – Tseen ke (Heaven’s record).
Alsuhail
17°20’ Leo
– Lambda Vela – The balancing of the weight on the the stern of the ship of the heavens, Argo Navi.
Markeb
5°02’ Virgo
– Kappa Vela. The buckler in the sail of Argo Navi.
Pictor constellation
Chitra-patu Mandala – Painter/Easel.
Nebucula major
Abhra Mandala.
Lynx constellation
A coat of quotes and passing poetry
"How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime: And often, when I sit me down to rhyme, These will in throngs before my mind intrude: But no confusion, no disturbance rude
Do they occasion; 'tis a pleasing chime.
So the unnumber'd sounds that evening store; The songs of birds—the whisp'ring of the leaves— The voice of waters—the great bell that heaves With solemn sound,—and thousand others more, That distance of recognizance bereaves, Make pleasing music, and not wild uproar."
Birdsong | Unknown
For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.- William Shakespeare

