Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: I
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
I must be present nowbefore I can have a past;I must be present nowto create a future then. If I still my present mindand exchange present thoughtsfor nothing at all,I have escaped past and futureand achieved a timeless peacewith no … Continue reading
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