Tag Archives: Lyric

Dilemmas… Stuart France

Posted on April 21, 2019 by

* For over Two-Thousand years Fine minds have Pondered the problem Of philosophical dualism. * The living soul A quickening spirit. * This dilemma, perhaps, can Best be approached by Considering three questions. * Continue reading at Stuart France

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Out for the count… Stuart France

Posted on April 20, 2019 by

* Time is of Man And when it is gone It is gone-for-good. * Continue reading at Stuart France

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Carnival… Stuart France

Posted on April 13, 2019 by

* …Face of moving water Breathing in water The water a breathing face… * Today I will speak to you For, today, we hold a race A sprint to the death Whose spirit yields to the swiftest The fleetest of … Continue reading →

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Bardic Study – Waltz of the New Moon… Stuart France

Posted on January 14, 2019 by

* Another one of Robin’s early efforts. When invoking the  Bardic Spirit  there  are not  too many candidates around, unfortunately… For a spell this was my all time favourite song ever, if only for its helter skelter whirl of minor … Continue reading →

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Bardic Study – The Iron Stone… Stuart France

Posted on January 13, 2019 by

* Another early song from Robin Williamson. Not too much to interpret, perhaps, in this weeks offering. Just a straight forward description of the finding of a stone, which we are bound to assume is the account of a true … Continue reading →

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Bardic Study – The Eyes of Fate… Stuart France

Posted on January 12, 2019 by

* ‘Oh, who can see in the eyes of fate, All life alone in its chronic patterns? Oh, swan, let me fly you To the land of no winds blowing. I know nothing, and know that I know nothing; All … Continue reading →

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Gift of a gospel… Stuart France

Posted on August 23, 2018 by

* ‘I stand up next to a mountain and I chop it down with the edge of my hand…’ – Voodoo Chile. * I. ‘WHO SCARED YOU?…’ I saw the snout first and thought it was a snake. But snakes … Continue reading →

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Seeing the Unseen… Stuart France

Posted on August 15, 2018 by

* “There is a distinction between images seen in the ‘memory of nature’, and the vision of actual beings now existent in the inner world. Just as one may close one’s eyes and see a vivid picture memory in the … Continue reading →

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‘Hear and bow’… Stuart France

Posted on July 27, 2018 by

* ‘This world is not a goods depot.’ * Reblogged from Stuart France

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Something fishy… Stuart France

Posted on June 12, 2018 by

* Vesica, vesica Inscribed-on-the-land Colour-it-fair or Colour-it-bland… Count Jack Black Reblogged from Stuart France

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