Tag Archives: joy

IF THINE EYE BE SINGLE

Posted on February 2, 2022 by Universal Octopus

Your true Self plays tennisfor joyfor fun;like children dancinghand in handon the sandin thefoaming breakers. Two fingersof the same handdrummingan improvised rhythm. The Egoic Mind playseverythingto win. .

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HERE NOW

Posted on October 16, 2021 by Universal Octopus

Here exists in SpaceNow exists in Time,so how can they be the same? New York exists in America (space).New York exists at five o’clock (time)say the Americans.But you can’t sayNew York IS five o’clockor New York IS America!(Unless you are … Continue reading →

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HAPPINESS

Posted on September 17, 2020 by Universal Octopus

The great stone Hall is silentthat is now millennia old.Through the western windowsshines a glorious sun.It floods the walls and floors,the tables, chairs and doors,panelling, pictures, artefactsand illumines every oneuntil the wraiths that gathercry out in their joy,‘Everything is gold!Whatever … Continue reading →

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TOMORROW AND TOMORROW

Posted on September 12, 2020 by Universal Octopus

The pulling string,which is Time’s tether,bringsand bindsall thingstogetherin the contoured galleries of our minds. Piaf has been deadthese thirty years or moreand yet her voice is boughtand sold in any CD store. Yesterday and tomorrow,mingled joy and sorrow,are raw material … Continue reading →

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IN A FLAT

Posted on January 11, 2020 by Universal Octopus

In a flatyou thinkyou could scream yourself to deathand not be heard.Pressing your cheekagainst the cool of the sink.One breathupon another breath.No wordfor that. In a room,you sufferinside door,walls, ceiling, floor.You could shout,you could walk out,it’s not a tomb. In … Continue reading →

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SPRING

Posted on April 9, 2019 by Universal Octopus

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 →