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SEPTEMBER SUN

Posted on September 7, 2021 by Universal Octopus

Dry and ripening:sea flat and shininglike burning glass. Gulls floatinglike ducks on a giant’s pond. Small Coppers, Blues and Hairstreaksplayinglike blown leavesin parched grass. Victoria plums,blackberries. This is the turningof the yearwhen all that is thought of as ‘there’is found … Continue reading →

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AND ASHES TO ASHES

Posted on August 29, 2021 by Universal Octopus

Mingled dust of privet and rose petalsswept by the windgathered into cracks and empty spacesalong the bottom of the wall. Mingled dust of hopes and memoriesswept by the mindgathered into cracks and empty spacesalong the bottom of us all. .

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POEMS

Posted on August 12, 2021 by Universal Octopus

Poems are diamonds,everywhereembedded in living rock. You see themyou dig them outyou polish them. (Sometimes you don’t see them.) Polish them too much,they break into fragments,blow away,a handful of dust. (Each mote of which is a diamond.) .

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PURITY

Posted on September 25, 2020 by Universal Octopus

In the dark tabernacle,a shaft of sunlightillumines the heartand shines througha million years of dust. Clouds and clouds of swirlingdustspirallingthrough the lightwhich spills in a golden poolon damp, grey stone and iron rust. When the light movesit does not take … Continue reading →

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SERPENTS

Posted on September 13, 2020 by Universal Octopus

The Serpents dance hypnoticallyfilling the Void with Thought.And in their game of wish-fulfilmentthe Sons of Man are caught. Slaves to the Dream Creations,enflamed by its Hot Desires,craving ever-new sensations,singed by the Ancient Fires,they sinkfrom brightness into embersfrom cinders into dust,with … Continue reading →

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PARABLE OF THE TALENTS

Posted on August 2, 2020 by Universal Octopus

(Matthew 25: 14-30) What are these talents?Nuggets of consciousness. How to make good use of them?Bring consciousness to where you are. Allow yourself to be a vehiclefor Divine Consciousness.Allow the Divine to see through you.Give it your eyesto see its … Continue reading →

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WHAT SHALL I DO?

Posted on April 10, 2020 by Universal Octopus

There’s a lot to be said for a balanced worldstable and well-fenced-in,that plays early that prays lateand industriously fills the within. This world’s a strange place to find one another with alien flesh labelled father and mother.Flesh is just dustin … Continue reading →

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CALCULATIONS

Posted on April 3, 2020 by Universal Octopus

Space you measure in feet and inchesand shoes by where your big toe pinches;seasons by cherry, rose and snow,when may comes and swallows go:empires by rise and fall of kings;weather by rain and drought and flood;dead trees by whether the … Continue reading →

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CORPSE IN MY ROOM

Posted on December 27, 2019 by Universal Octopus

An old machineresting theremade of bits and pieces;whatever happened to be spareof water, earth and fire and air. An old machineconnected to the mains,switched on, is conscious of its pains. Switched off, inert,it does not know its ending;lies in the … Continue reading →

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TREASURES ON EARTH, TREASURES IN HEAVEN

Posted on May 30, 2019 by Universal Octopus

The scent of the rosefades in the dry airand the roses themselvesshrivel and fall. The Rose Garden toosuccumbs to the developerand his high-rise flatswhich brush against the sky. Red bricks give wayto changing architectural fashionor a motorwayor a bomb. And … Continue reading →