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YOGA

Mind moveswith the breathwhich fuels this articulated dollfrom birth to death. What starts out as routine maintenancefor a puppet with entangled stringsdevelops to a share in the danceof the dragon that eternally sings. But, first, the intention,clear and well definedfor … Continue reading

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DEEP DOWN TO DEATH

Deep down to deathwith every breathand not one morefor any faith. His skin has lost a glossy look.He only feels his single painand waits for nothingto come back again. .

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SINGLE-MINDED SALLY

Single-minded Sally woke up just before she diedand, looking round the Faces,saw there was no place to hide. Single-minded Sally knew she’d left it far too lateand she could not think of any way to make the Faces wait.And the … Continue reading

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SEEING THE OBVIOUS

The fisherman sees the fishbut not its painuntil as fishhe swims this way again. The rich see not the poorthey have inventedand, not contented,strive ceaselessly for more. Abraham’s descendants fight for their promised land,and while they swarm and fight like … Continue reading

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ETERNITY

Looking with dispassion,with equanimity,doesn’t it shine brighter than a thousand suns?The broken wing,the severed finger,the uncompleted life‘the smyler with the knife’the smell of fearspirochaetes, viruses and germsand the ever-chewing sepulchral worms? And don’t we see a thousand times and morethat … Continue reading

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UP TO DATE AND READY TO GO

It may not be the bearded manwho smiles at you and explodes.It may not be the errant tyrethat slides on the icy roads.It may not be the scaffolding plank that bounces on your head.It may not be pneumoniathat smothers you … Continue reading

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BLONDIN

Every man is Blondin.Every lifetime a rope,finer than a spider’s thread,sharper than a sword,stretched between birth and death(breath and breath)across Niagara. .

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