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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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FOUNDATION
The great Foundation on which all things restis soon lost sight of, soon forgot,fails to hold man’s interestas entanglements lead to great confusion(due to the power of the great Illusion);until he cannot see what is realand what is not. A … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged Be, brain, confusion, Foundation, Gnomonic Verses, illusion, joy and pain, let go, machines, mind, power, sermons, silence, space, stillness, void
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24 MOLESWORTH ROAD
The end of it all is always the same,the door you go out is the way that you came.What you createdand built in the void,once you’ve vacated,is quickly destroyed.It burns in the gardenis bagged up and binned,discarded debrisa foil for … Continue reading
GUIDE BOOK
“In Chiangmaithere are many shapeful chedisin which nowhere can be seen.” Is stillness somethingor is it merelywhat’s left overwhen thingsdisappear? How can thingswhich are ever-moving,ever-changing,not be? Stillness is complete and perfectwhen boundaries disappear. Cattle do not feelthe farmyard gatepressing againsttheir … Continue reading
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 bird-song-bird callingeither side of the … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged art, bird, blind, Blondin, brain, child, crack in the universe, dried blood, form, Life, lion lies with lamb, music, nothing, song, spider, stillness, suddenly separate, sun, sunflower, wanting, wet palette, whispering shells
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RETURNING TO THE ROOT
The fretful Tiger in a rageprowls the confines of his cage.Do not feed him. Pass him by.And, of himself, he’ll surely die. The Gypsy, with her crystal ball,promises to tell you all.Do not cross her palm with gold.Leave your future … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Blondin, born, crystal ball, die, gold, Gypsy, heart divine, root, stillness, Tiger
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FREEDOM
The fretful Tiger in a rageprowls the confines of his cage.Do not feed him. Pass him by.And, of himself, he’ll surely die. The Gypsy, with her crystal ball,promises to tell you all.Do not cross her palm with gold.Leave your future … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged born, crystal ball, die, freedom, Gypsy, heart divine, silence, stillness, Tiger, wave
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