Tag Archives: The Silent Eye

Field of Sheaves II… Stuart France

Posted on April 16, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …But first to the finding, which was not easy and which though I am utterly loathe to admit it, was down to Wen. I should have known then. Turning up on my patch and finding things! Still I suppose … Continue reading →

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The Death of Strangers… Stuart France

Posted on April 13, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … “I will bring strangers upon you. * They shall defile your brightness. * They shall bring you down to the pit. * They shall turn their hearts against the beauty of your wisdom, and you shall die the … Continue reading →

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Everywhere…

Posted on April 11, 2017 by Sue Vincent

  It was, without a doubt, a glorious day. Spring had painted the world with colour. The sky was a cloudless blue, the birds were singing and the sweater had finally come off, replaced with a thin cotton top allowing … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves…Stuart France

Posted on April 11, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …I have a bad feeling about this place. But Wen insists, and when Wen insists… not even graphic descriptions of the steepness of the hill itself could deflect her… so here we are… half way up the climb… resting … Continue reading →

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Infinite regress…Stuart France

Posted on April 5, 2017 by Sue Vincent

THE INFINITE HIGHWAY If one always returns to where one came from, then one’s destination is halfway between where one came from and where one is going to. HALFWAY TO INFINITY Every step along the infinite highway is simultaneously an … Continue reading →

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Gold by Stuart France #writephoto

Posted on April 3, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* Never here, there or anywhere… Always on our way, somewhere… * And then the Horizon Cuts the sky And sun And sea Continue reading here

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Considering White-Skunk III… Stuart France

Posted on April 1, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* That White-Skunk possess power is not in doubt. Bald-Eagle himself is wary of it. The point at issue is the uses to which that power is put. White-Skunk uses his power as a weapon to serve his own ends … Continue reading →

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Mother of all Living… Stuart France

Posted on March 31, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* The Spirit planted a garden on its holy mountain in the east. It was sown with trees whose fruits were blazing jewels: diamond, sapphire, and agate, emerald, sardonyx and cornelian, opal, beryl, and topaz, malachite, garnet and amethyst. * … Continue reading →

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Considering White-Skunk II… Stuart France

Posted on March 30, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* Winged creatures are almost universally regarded as symbols of spirituality. Is there any evidence to regard them as such in this tale? Bald-Eagle has fire. Meadow-Lark has far sight. Rice-Bird can play dead. Not a bad ‘trawl’. * * … Continue reading →

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Considering White-Skunk… Stuart France

Posted on March 28, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* The Opening dynamic resembles the ‘Edenic’ in so far as a prohibition is transgressed… ‘Do not eat from that tree, for you shall surely die.’ ‘Do not cross the lodge, for you shall leave a stench.’ * …And there … Continue reading →

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