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BUTTERFLY’S EGG

Nature’s miniatureopalescent crystal ball. Explore it from outside-inand your finest scientific eyesare lost in its unimaginable vastnesswhich opens onto the totality of the outer universe. Nothing can be seenby blinded scientific eyesof the everything there.For the would-be observer dissolves. Explore … Continue reading

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PURITY

In the dark tabernacle, a shaft of sunlight illumines the heart and shines through a million years of dust. Clouds and clouds of swirling dust spiralling through the light which spills in a golden pool on damp, grey stone and … Continue reading

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GREAT MEN

But really you see there weren’t any great at all. Those may not have stumbled, heads high, walked tall, filling the silence where others mumbled. But words fail skulls fall. And before? Before, they could taste, smell, see, tell, bore. … Continue reading

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UP TO DATE AND READY TO GO

It may not be the bearded man who smiles at you and explodes. It may not be the errant tyre that slides on the icy roads. It may not be the scaffolding plank that bounces on your head. It may … Continue reading

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I, ME, MINE

In the Beginning (or perhaps a little later) there was I. And then, because I was lonely, there was me. And we got on like a house on fire! And, so that we could have something in common, there was … Continue reading

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THE SEASON

The season slides to wind and showers and sharp hot sun (for rare half-hours) and all the world lays waste its powers pursuing what it cannot own. Then mists and fogs and hazy sunrise ships’ dull horns and lazy gull … Continue reading

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YOGA

Mind moves with the breath which fuels this articulated doll from birth to death. What starts out as routine maintenance for a puppet with entangled strings develops to a share in the dance of the dragon that eternally sings. But, … Continue reading

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