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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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Author Archives: Universal Octopus
HE THAT HAVE EARS LET HIM HEAR
The buzzing in the Brainforms a screenso that what is really quite plainis hardly heard or seenubiquitous and trans-eternal Pain. Voicesdrifting on the winds of space,leaves from the Tree of Time;telling the Seasons,warning of disasters to come,(or already here),of evil … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged brain, ears, evil, hear, mindfulness, palaces of kings, purity, screen, Seasons, spider, trans-eternal pain, Tree of Time, voices, winds of space
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PIANO PLAYERS
Viewpoints arepiano players.They press your keys.They show youwhat you don’t like. You hate. Hate triggers energy. Energy turns viewpointsinto Action.
THE BALANCE
“Oh Life! Thou Nothing’s younger Brother!So like, one might mistake Thee for the other!” (Oh Death! Thou Sleep’s forgotten Mother!So gentle, one might mistake Thee for the other!) “Eternity is in love with the products of Time.” (The Sun shinesin … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged all's well, balance, death, eternity, Life, love, nothing, sleep, sun shines, Time
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TAPEWORM
God sees with the same eyeyou see with, says Meister Eckhart. Do you live your life,Or does Life live through you? Do you breatheto stay alive,Or does the Life-breathbreathe you? Life lives and blossomsthrough Natureand thus Nature can heal itself. … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged craving, desire, Divine Eye, Ego, feelings, heal, hungry, Life-breath, Nature, see, Self, Tapeworm, wounds
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TO THE BELIEVERS IN OUR GOVERNMENTS
Do you really think the othersare any less stupid than you? All history is prejudiced and gossipy,all science misuse of the misunderstood. But nobody waits to understand.There is no timejump onuse ityou can’t refuse itit’ll make you happywhatsitmatter whatsitsfor? A … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged bad luck, civilisation, clumsy airman, clumsy reaper, drop his bomb, gossip, governments, history, make you happy, no time, prejudice, understand
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TREASURE SHIP
The Treasure Ship returns to harbour.The wave disappears without a trace.Heureux qui, comme Ulysse,a fait un beau voyage.Happy the hero,who dies full of yearsunder the tumuluswith his sword. Happy the young manwho dies youngbeloved of the Gods.Happy, too, is Vanity.The … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged beloved by the Gods, dies, happy, harbour, hero, history, lament, rejoice, treasure, Ulysse, Vanity, voyage, wave
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SAILING NORTH & SOUTH (at the same time)
In these swamps of blank despair,of teeth and fangs and gripping claws,decaying flesh and rotting turd,some talk of north and south is heard,with learned (and poetic) diction,a pretty blend of fact and fiction. But where is what and how to … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged compass, crocodile's mouth, DESPAIR, fact and fiction, gnomon, poetic art, rotting, sailing, swamp
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11TH HOUR, 11TH DAY, 11TH MONTH
What They died forhas not survivedtheir sacrifice. The fabrics of communities that were theirsare pulled apart by rough fingersof their unappreciative heirs. Their homes are bulldozedto feed the appetites of developers. Their schools are surrenderedto the Apostles of Materialism:Educational Factory … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged 11.11.20, Amnesty Day 2020, apostles of Materialism, archbishop, back-door politicians, Beatitudes, Caesar, churchmen, educational factory farming, God, guardians of Morality, Hearts, heirs, honour and shame, Jesus, Nation, peace, poppies, sacrifice, schools, sexual perversion, silence, suffering and pride
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REQUIEM: ARMISTICE DAY
This yearthe dead are blindand do not seem to hearour prayers.Nor do they seem to mindthat we now ownwhat they once thought was theirs. Herethey shed no tearat all the painthey left behind. Now,when they come again,they only findechoes of … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Armistice Day, dead, deserted buildings, empty, lonely, long-ago, pain, prayers, requiem, tears, unpeopled streets
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REMEMBRANCE MONDAY
Remembranceis invalidunlessit goes right back to the beginning. Cats know thisand complete their lives in the present. Humans don’twhich makes their workincompleteand invalid;a building lacking its foundation. .
Posted in Oxford Blues
Tagged beginning, building, cats, Foundation, Humans, present, Remembrance Monday, work
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