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NORMAL

Posted on June 2, 2020 by

Pain is in proportion to livingness.The more alive you are,the more it hurtsto live.This is normal. The young hurt mostbut mend quickest.New flesh healswhere old flesh withers.Young mind feelspain piercing and deep;often so deep that of itself it heals;a child … Continue reading →

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HEAD AND HEART

Posted on May 3, 2020 by

If the Head leads,it breeds a webin which the ego lurksto catch its prey. And the Heart pales away. If the Heart rules,the sticky webtransforms into a safety netthrough which the Egoshrivels into the Void. .

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THE HEART OF DARKNESS

Posted on April 17, 2020 by

The explorer draws his mapand plunges into space.Why should he stumble onat every fresh mishapand draw back in blank surpriseas the landscape he has createdis revealed before his eyes? Having nailed his mirrorin its placefirmly to the wall,why the sudden … Continue reading →

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GUESTS

Posted on February 13, 2020 by

Who are the deadI have not reached(or been unable to find)who wait with such patiencein quiet corners of my mind? Seek with the mindyou get thoughts.Seek with the heartyou get understanding.Speak with thoughtsyou reach a man’s mind.Speak with understandingyou reach … Continue reading →

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TREASURES ON EARTH, TREASURES IN HEAVEN

Posted on May 30, 2019 by

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 →

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PURITY

Posted on May 20, 2019 by

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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SPRING

Posted on April 9, 2019 by

This spring-tide was not somethingto excite the sensesbut an overflowing of the heart.Pure joy.‘Love thou the rose but leave it on its stem.’ An overflowing of the heartwhich sees its images,reflected everywhere,existing nowherebut in itself. Always the sun shinesin Portsonachon,in … Continue reading →

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WALK ON

Posted on January 18, 2019 by

Walking Onis not just a matterof feetmeasuring out the streets of this world;or the clatterof railway tracksdwindling to a pointin the far-off, backward-looking, which has now become the past. Nor is it the Ocean Linerslipping out of port,pushing through waveswhich … Continue reading →

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RAISING THE DEAD

Posted on November 28, 2018 by

Because I cared,I kept my friends alivebathed in the light of the good times we had shared. But when I go back to comparethe in-between times too, I seethey have given up the fight(together with the good times that we … Continue reading →

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SCRATCHING WHERE IT DOES NOT ITCH

Posted on November 26, 2017 by

The fastest may not be the best nor is Ben Nevis Everest. The rule for host may not suit guest. When the Holy Grail was the Quest, Lancelot’s prowess failed the test. Laughter in the Colosseum could not be suppressed … Continue reading →

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