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The Ghost In The Machine

THE GHOST IN THE MACHINE

Me is a large part
Of any shot at Meaning
Yet we forget this

Awaiting Still

AWAITING STILL

Moment by moment
We find ourselves existing
Moment by moment
Whether awake or asleep
And why do eyes come in pairs?

Spectacles

There was once a man who had a remarkable pair of spectacles, rather like Reactolite Rapides except that, like a mood ring, they changed their colour according to his feelings of the moment. When sad, all the world would appear in the colours of sadness; when fearful, in the colours of fear; when angry, in the colours of anger; when contented, in the colours of joy.

He could make no sense of these varied colourings which would not stay still. He had no success in trying to understand why the world kept changing in this way. He suspected that his spectacles might be the cause of the mystery, but every time he took them off to look at them they were, of course, completely clear.

Time On Our Hands

TIME ON OUR HANDS

Emptiness, fullness
Busy, bored stiff, overwhelmed
Simply states of mind

Slanted

SLANTED

What lies before us
Tells us less of what is seen
Than of the viewer

Will O’ The Wisp

WILL O’ THE WISP

We talk about Truth
but we spout only nonsense,
for there is no Truth;

there are only views.
But I am spouting nonsense.
Of course there is Truth,

but it transcends words,
so we can’t talk about it.
Perhaps I should stop.

Narcisssism

NARCISSISM

You talk of the sun setting
What nonsense!
The sun hasn’t disappeared
It is you who have rolled away

The Good, The Bad And The Ugly

THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY

Look in the mirror
Or look out of the window
You will see some good
Some bad and some ugliness
All three obscured your vision

Comparisons

COMPARISONS

Just how tiny is an elephant?
Just how enormous is a mouse?
Just how tiny is my thinking?
Just how enormous is my house?

Opinions

OPINIONS

When I say what I think
Do I recall
That child
That also thought
That it was me
When I was small?

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