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Tag Archives: perception
Shaped #midnighthaiku
To sail without sails Across a boundless ocean Of gold and honey Perception and memory Shape what was to what should be… *
Who says you can’t?
“Wanted: Experienced male window-dresser. 20+, full clean driving licence. Must be prepared to travel.” Back in the days when one could advertise for precisely the staff member you wanted without the risk of appearing politically incorrect, that was the advert … Continue reading
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Tagged breaking the mould, perception, Poetry, psychology, writing
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Being three…
Childhood memories Perception and emotion Reanimated Technicolor images Played on the screen of the heart * My youngest granddaughter was three at the weekend. Her parents hired a bouncy castle for the day; Imogen and her big sister dragged the … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Photography
Tagged childhood, memory, perception, Rag Tag and Bobtail, tales of the riverbank, Watch with Mother
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Wayland: White Horse… Stuart France
* But according to some, Wayland has far more onerous responsibilities than shoeing the horses of passing way farers… * A group of local lads were enjoying a drink one evening at the White Horse Inn, Woolstone, when an unknown … Continue reading
Wilfully blind…
I may sit with my back to most of the house a lot, but I still have to do the housework. I can’t ignore it, even though I can’t necessarily see it. I know it is there and, if I … Continue reading
The pan-dimensional mouse
I have spent a lot of time lately working with two-dimensional representations of multidimensional states. No, I don’t mean anything arcane and mystical… or something that belongs in the realm of science fiction either. I’ve been working with pictures. We … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Spirituality
Tagged attention, awareness, defining reality, dimensions, Douglas Adams, Hitchhikers Guide, images, perception, psychology, Quantum physics, symbolism
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Menorah?… Stuart France
Menorah as Chalice * … The Book of Revelation can be described as a book of arcane symbolism. * It seems to me astonishing that such a work should have been accepted into the recommended canon when so many other … Continue reading
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Tagged esoteric psychology, mystery, mystical poetry, Mythology, perception, Photography, psychology, spirituality, symbolism
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Monsters #midnighthaiku
Strange creatures lurking What is feared may yet be loved True nature hidden
Priest of the Sun III – (A Thousand Miles of History)
Maiden Castle – Dorchester * … “Whither goest thou, Priest of the Sun?” “I go hence to the High Place for the soul is in need.” “What is that need?” “The need is Light.” “And what will you give for … Continue reading
Priest of the Sun II (A Thousand Miles of History)
Giant Hill, Cerne-Abbas * …We stop, looking out across the processional way… as the torchlight approaches. The sky is clear, and the Hunter’s Moon illuminates the white outline of the giant. From the Trendle comes the sound of drum beats… … Continue reading
