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Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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THE FOUNTAIN
The fountain reaches upwards into space and, finding nothing to sustain it there, falls back into its proper place. And in this endless rise and fall, we see the start and finish of us all. Time flies through summer and … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin, Centre
Tagged butterflies, elephants, fountain, space, summer, Time
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FOUNDATION
The great Foundation on which all things rest is soon lost sight of, soon forgot, fails to hold man’s interest as entanglements lead to great confusion (due to the power of the great Illusion); until he cannot see what is … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged Be, brain, Foundation, grief, heartache, illusion, joy, let go, myriad images, pain, real, rest, sermons, silence, silent, space, stillness, void
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EVERYDAY LIFE (DYING NORMALLY)
Going out there is no other
coming back there is no trace.
As Eternity comes nearer… Continue reading
GOOD AND EVIL
Evil is the Great Magician which blinds the inner vision the painting on its face disorientates the eye, the quickness of its hand through space deceives the sly. The conjuror peddles his illusions, the world his backdrop and his stage, … Continue reading
THE FOUNTAIN
The Fountain The fountainreaches upwards into spaceand, finding nothingto sustain it there,falls back into its proper place. And in this endlessrise and fall,we see the start and finishof us all. Time fliesthrough summer and through wintry skies;measures elephants and butterflies,marks … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged birth, butterflies, death, fountain, nothing, space, Time, world
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LISTENERS
Listeners Where there are listenersthere is no silence. Either the soundof the listeners’ mindsreboundfrom the boundlessness of space,or the universe itself poundsout a multivociferous chatter;the sound of reaching out,selectingrejectingand pain;coming togetherand falling apart again. Every plant, every stone, every sunhas … Continue reading
THE SUDDENLY SEPARATE SPIDER SENTRY
THE SUDDENLY SEPARATE SPIDER SENTRY STILLNESS isthe space between movementsthe crack in the universethe gloved handwith the artto pull aparttwo thin life stitchesand let a stab of nothing in.An eyewith sky behindfor mind,a face blind,a sunflower petal fallingstamen to earth;or … Continue reading
