Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: Gnomonic Verses
People differ in awareness of Time.Brazilian Indians have no word for tomorrow. Time is the measure of thingsmoving through space.Where there is nothing moving,not even thoughts,there is no awareness of Time. When a dog sees you after a gap of … Continue reading
In the pursuit of pleasure(or the relief of pain),they abuse their leisureand then return to work again. In the pool when the water is cleara thousand activities appear;a network of looking, seeing, willing;of turning, diving, chasing, catching, killing. Nowhere is … Continue reading
The windows are broken, sir. PM Yes, of course, but that was done yesterday! But, sir, there is glass all over the carpet, today. PM Yes, of course, but that will be fixed tomorrow! And it’s raining! PM Yes, of … Continue reading
Imagine you have an audience.(Which you have).And people are listening to everything you say.(Which they are).And everything you say is being written down.(Which it is).And may be used in evidence against you.(Which it will be). Don’t you wish you could … Continue reading
The pure cry of the uncomplicated childbefore it has been trainedin the verbalisations of this worldis the Voice of the Eternal. Learn from it:that the way back to Godlies backwards beyondnamingand identifyingblamingand mentifying;that the Tree of Knowledgeshares the One Rootwith … Continue reading
is the childof the marriage of self and body;is the awareness of separatenesswhere none exists;is the delighting in separateness,its fearfulness and competitiveness. It is as though each of your fingersclaimedautonomy as of right;an individual name,a social security number,an index-linked pension,an … Continue reading
I am at the end of my tether!Yes.What will happen?The tether will break.Oh, thank God! And what about Me?You are the tether. .