the senses delight
(the surface of the world)
pure apprehension
is blindness
you can go to the edge
of particularity
to touch the essence
is to hold no thing
in the great emptiness
of awareness
the desert of pure
light
the agony of possibility
(we are all seafarers)
seeking the great loss
of burden
the physics of this world
the mind
too deep inside
motion
pure and soundless
blue umbrella by greg. t. charlton is a work of poetic fiction. published by killer press may 2008. Isbn: 978 0 9751583 6 4. (c) copyright: greg. t. charlton. 2008. all rights reserved.
for Judith
Monday 17 December 2007
Wednesday 12 December 2007
indeed
the earth the sky
give structure
the heart knows
no place or way
of being
we seek the centre
of everything
every act
we look for it
as if behind the eyes
of another
or seek it as
the principle underlying
any design
in nature
we make ideal pictures
of what appears
and try to account for
this knowing
here is the end point
we cannot
be otherwise
the answer
and the question
just is
what we
do.
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
give structure
the heart knows
no place or way
of being
we seek the centre
of everything
every act
we look for it
as if behind the eyes
of another
or seek it as
the principle underlying
any design
in nature
we make ideal pictures
of what appears
and try to account for
this knowing
here is the end point
we cannot
be otherwise
the answer
and the question
just is
what we
do.
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Sunday 9 December 2007
in war
the focus is the mistake
the ground is always
undefined
it is an unknown history
(you may have
some reports)
the first task
is to determine
the target
and in so doing
the outcome
the question is always
can you get at the heart?
where there are
fortifications
avoid direct attack
best to infiltrate
as an admirer
of the battlements
do not offer gold
it is the first sign
of deceit
only truth can open
the door
it is the great seducer
the enemy's eyes
always seek beyond
the presentation
you gain advantage
by appearing
to not know
how to conceal
a weakness
the making of the false
objective
is the end game
the origin of attack
needs always to be
unknown
to the victim
the act itself
is irrelevant
victory is a decision
its mark is
silence
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the ground is always
undefined
it is an unknown history
(you may have
some reports)
the first task
is to determine
the target
and in so doing
the outcome
the question is always
can you get at the heart?
where there are
fortifications
avoid direct attack
best to infiltrate
as an admirer
of the battlements
do not offer gold
it is the first sign
of deceit
only truth can open
the door
it is the great seducer
the enemy's eyes
always seek beyond
the presentation
you gain advantage
by appearing
to not know
how to conceal
a weakness
the making of the false
objective
is the end game
the origin of attack
needs always to be
unknown
to the victim
the act itself
is irrelevant
victory is a decision
its mark is
silence
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Saturday 8 December 2007
the melody / and dance
is logic
the utterness in display
the eternity (mind space)
of a plant (or anything)
that grows
and returns
as if the point
just to reach up
and out
the display / the showing
the vanity of being
in the discreet
movements
of the self-aware
forms
we make out of
dirt and rock
monuments to thought
nothingness
reflected
and the words
and the rivers
flow
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
is logic
the utterness in display
the eternity (mind space)
of a plant (or anything)
that grows
and returns
as if the point
just to reach up
and out
the display / the showing
the vanity of being
in the discreet
movements
of the self-aware
forms
we make out of
dirt and rock
monuments to thought
nothingness
reflected
and the words
and the rivers
flow
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
awareness
we live always
in context
to think outside of all
practicalities
is to despair
or imagine God
the question of joy
or suffering
a matter of mood
and the subtlety of
chemistry
/ and here even the stars
might say
so
clarity is sharp focus
and being
determined in the moment
here is precision
and the absence
of doubt
the trick is
denial / what to
exclude
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
in context
to think outside of all
practicalities
is to despair
or imagine God
the question of joy
or suffering
a matter of mood
and the subtlety of
chemistry
/ and here even the stars
might say
so
clarity is sharp focus
and being
determined in the moment
here is precision
and the absence
of doubt
the trick is
denial / what to
exclude
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Friday 7 December 2007
in those days
when the years were fenced
quarter acre blocks
and there were no cars
on dirt roads
only the old tree
stood for everything
past
and the beauty of time
in the sandy-haired boy
the light was the light
of the sun
here is the beginning
of awareness
only in knowledge
the question of opposites
the horror / delight
begins
out of need
and reason
a chaos of art
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007
when the years were fenced
quarter acre blocks
and there were no cars
on dirt roads
only the old tree
stood for everything
past
and the beauty of time
in the sandy-haired boy
the light was the light
of the sun
here is the beginning
of awareness
only in knowledge
the question of opposites
the horror / delight
begins
out of need
and reason
a chaos of art
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007
the picture is always
complete
each moment
fecund
there is a peace
(in the absence
of mind)
emotion
is more than just
action or its
cause
the world painted
invisible
in constant
drama
of depth and reach
(the infinities
of each heart)
unknown to the trees
birds or sky
there is a madness
not seen by stars
or felt in the sea
played out to
nothing
as if the world
transfixed
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
complete
each moment
fecund
there is a peace
(in the absence
of mind)
emotion
is more than just
action or its
cause
the world painted
invisible
in constant
drama
of depth and reach
(the infinities
of each heart)
unknown to the trees
birds or sky
there is a madness
not seen by stars
or felt in the sea
played out to
nothing
as if the world
transfixed
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 6 December 2007
and so
there is no explanation
of anything
what would it look like?
a sky behind
the sky?
and for what?
we must describe
true
and each picture
drawn
is made to represent
not because it does
but because it must
the activity of being
is its own reason
this the hardest truth
of all
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007
of anything
what would it look like?
a sky behind
the sky?
and for what?
we must describe
true
and each picture
drawn
is made to represent
not because it does
but because it must
the activity of being
is its own reason
this the hardest truth
of all
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007
Tuesday 4 December 2007
madness
madness
is every man's choice
(the decision to be
and maintain
against)
it is the history of all detail
and the peculiarity
of each list
sanity a blank slate
a theoretical template
(it is the collapse
into space)
you can protect
yourself
with reason and passion
tools for
the defence
of beauty
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
is every man's choice
(the decision to be
and maintain
against)
it is the history of all detail
and the peculiarity
of each list
sanity a blank slate
a theoretical template
(it is the collapse
into space)
you can protect
yourself
with reason and passion
tools for
the defence
of beauty
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Monday 3 December 2007
the heart is empty
the heart is empty
but for the play of
light or shadow
decisions
to hold darkness
(this the history of
substance)
necessary for
to know the light
and so
the making of forms
each distinguishable
by its blackness
the weight
the depth
the expanse
the degree
(we make ourselves
in terms of the colours
given by other hearts
the white hair of love
and blue eyes of
affirmation
just passing on a street
or the invisible hand
of denial
is no colour
or
an unkindness
you can never
be rid
the taste of
here is definition
(and it is the work of a life
above and under
the sea
blind or clear
sighted)
rest / is chosen
a mathematical calculation
the invention of a
platform
(imaginations
cover for
the great absence)
metaphysics
for a briefness
that moment
you stop thinking
true joy
even so
you come to know
beneath the panorama of
the great and endless
light show
there is no source
just a plane of glass
that holds no
reflection
still
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
but for the play of
light or shadow
decisions
to hold darkness
(this the history of
substance)
necessary for
to know the light
and so
the making of forms
each distinguishable
by its blackness
the weight
the depth
the expanse
the degree
(we make ourselves
in terms of the colours
given by other hearts
the white hair of love
and blue eyes of
affirmation
just passing on a street
or the invisible hand
of denial
is no colour
or
an unkindness
you can never
be rid
the taste of
here is definition
(and it is the work of a life
above and under
the sea
blind or clear
sighted)
rest / is chosen
a mathematical calculation
the invention of a
platform
(imaginations
cover for
the great absence)
metaphysics
for a briefness
that moment
you stop thinking
true joy
even so
you come to know
beneath the panorama of
the great and endless
light show
there is no source
just a plane of glass
that holds no
reflection
still
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Saturday 1 December 2007
things
the material world
is
for consciousness
a metaphor
of form
and content
shape and substance
in the eyes
of indeterminacy
the acquistion
and possession
of things
is a constant
assertion of
and promise of
the denial of
an inner emptiness
and a lack of
definition
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
is
for consciousness
a metaphor
of form
and content
shape and substance
in the eyes
of indeterminacy
the acquistion
and possession
of things
is a constant
assertion of
and promise of
the denial of
an inner emptiness
and a lack of
definition
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Wednesday 28 November 2007
to the members of the next parliament
if you know the truth
tell the truth
if you don't know
the truth
say you don't know
to assume that you can
with rhetoric
or deceit
or straight-out falsification
serve
some higher goal
some greater
good
is simply
to fail
to connect
with reality
all very well
for artists
stage players
and myth makers
fatal
to lawmakers
and representatives
of the people
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
tell the truth
if you don't know
the truth
say you don't know
to assume that you can
with rhetoric
or deceit
or straight-out falsification
serve
some higher goal
some greater
good
is simply
to fail
to connect
with reality
all very well
for artists
stage players
and myth makers
fatal
to lawmakers
and representatives
of the people
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
we move in description
it is always an argument
you make
to yourself
and all others / make
of you
the question of truth
to stone
can never be settled
never known
(it is only the reason
for focus)
in the moving frames / figures
made of soul
line and light
conscious things
burn
bright
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
you make
to yourself
and all others / make
of you
the question of truth
to stone
can never be settled
never known
(it is only the reason
for focus)
in the moving frames / figures
made of soul
line and light
conscious things
burn
bright
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Saturday 24 November 2007
election day 2007
when emotion
seeks its death
in the appearance
of decision
in a life or the lives
of all who reach
in unfathomable
desperation
on a Saturday
morning
to make a mark
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
seeks its death
in the appearance
of decision
in a life or the lives
of all who reach
in unfathomable
desperation
on a Saturday
morning
to make a mark
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Monday 19 November 2007
a way of seeing when the world takes or when it is just so
there is a peace
in the order
behind consciousness
or in fact
nothing
that consciousness
can recognize
in itself
the solution
is outside our vision
we can know
that
not what
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
in the order
behind consciousness
or in fact
nothing
that consciousness
can recognize
in itself
the solution
is outside our vision
we can know
that
not what
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 8 November 2007
in these days
in these days
the light is thinner
hearts
are not hidden
(the appearance is true)
there is a loss
of depth
as if it never was
behind things
(and in any case
what is darkness?)
so
we face
just what we face
and this
the real terror
of being
the gods
have left us
to the surface
without account
or a place
for dreaming
old books
hold the history
of the lost art
of searching
the fashion of the day
is all that remains
the sacred
the poetry
of presentation
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the light is thinner
hearts
are not hidden
(the appearance is true)
there is a loss
of depth
as if it never was
behind things
(and in any case
what is darkness?)
so
we face
just what we face
and this
the real terror
of being
the gods
have left us
to the surface
without account
or a place
for dreaming
old books
hold the history
of the lost art
of searching
the fashion of the day
is all that remains
the sacred
the poetry
of presentation
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Sunday 4 November 2007
Islanders
Islanders
have no memory
the myth is present
and on the edge
of deserts
you find disbelief
and the making of
realities
out of the placing
of stone
here the girls are flying
boys make art
with pieces of blue sky
groups of men
and women
have no identity
outside of
the game of
making games
beyond the cities
there are only
fields of grass alive
this is the fringe
holding against
death
is red
the dust storms
of unknown
gods
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
have no memory
the myth is present
and on the edge
of deserts
you find disbelief
and the making of
realities
out of the placing
of stone
here the girls are flying
boys make art
with pieces of blue sky
groups of men
and women
have no identity
outside of
the game of
making games
beyond the cities
there are only
fields of grass alive
this is the fringe
holding against
death
is red
the dust storms
of unknown
gods
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Tuesday 30 October 2007
the flow defies
the flow defies
ground
is a given of
biology
(and never still)
reflected in
the prism
of thought
(the colours
of the world)
awareness
a fact of
the animal
a fact of
the dirt
complexity
is only in
reflection
as simple as
the stars in a lake
or
a lake in the stars
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
ground
is a given of
biology
(and never still)
reflected in
the prism
of thought
(the colours
of the world)
awareness
a fact of
the animal
a fact of
the dirt
complexity
is only in
reflection
as simple as
the stars in a lake
or
a lake in the stars
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Sunday 28 October 2007
flying
there is no fixture
to the heart
(so the joy and tragedy
of the young)
and thought
time cuts to pieces
as if there is a place
and date
even so
you can step back
with a breath
beyond
the illusion of
particularity
(the world divided
thus)
and watch
at the interface of
reflection
and reflected
there is no definition
no self
only light
the point
at the centre
of the flow
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
to the heart
(so the joy and tragedy
of the young)
and thought
time cuts to pieces
as if there is a place
and date
even so
you can step back
with a breath
beyond
the illusion of
particularity
(the world divided
thus)
and watch
at the interface of
reflection
and reflected
there is no definition
no self
only light
the point
at the centre
of the flow
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Sunday 14 October 2007
the embrace
is permanent
though
the shadows
walk away
to brightness
only the change
of frame
is left
in the glare
of daylight
the hard fracture
the iron punch stamp
of space / time
repeats
repeats
(mindless)
brutality
is deafening
and so the colours
of the world
and its motion
in planets
wind
eyes
and limb
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
is permanent
though
the shadows
walk away
to brightness
only the change
of frame
is left
in the glare
of daylight
the hard fracture
the iron punch stamp
of space / time
repeats
repeats
(mindless)
brutality
is deafening
and so the colours
of the world
and its motion
in planets
wind
eyes
and limb
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 13 September 2007
it is what it is
beyond
word or
sign
the ground
of being
(the ineffable)
every form
of flesh
and blood
dirt and stone
and points
of consciousness
inside
the colours
motions
and depths
of the heart
before
cause and effect
the logic
of demiurge
the simplicity
of eyes
laughing
the utterness
of earth
to the clear vision
of sky
true
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
beyond
word or
sign
the ground
of being
(the ineffable)
every form
of flesh
and blood
dirt and stone
and points
of consciousness
inside
the colours
motions
and depths
of the heart
before
cause and effect
the logic
of demiurge
the simplicity
of eyes
laughing
the utterness
of earth
to the clear vision
of sky
true
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Friday 7 September 2007
and to the anguish
of the dead
still walking
in body suits
by Armani
and the wealth
of nations
at their fingertips
(this is the eternity)
denied to the young
and hidden from
the beautiful
(the only resolution
is to eat dirt
and go insane)
the inexorable
becomes the only
comfort
left for the mind
and the heart beats
like a lost
time piece
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
of the dead
still walking
in body suits
by Armani
and the wealth
of nations
at their fingertips
(this is the eternity)
denied to the young
and hidden from
the beautiful
(the only resolution
is to eat dirt
and go insane)
the inexorable
becomes the only
comfort
left for the mind
and the heart beats
like a lost
time piece
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 6 September 2007
from a cottage by the sea Pablo Neruda looks out
it is
the final
act
that determines
the value
of all
that comes
before
the last act
is always
a cutting off
avoid the end
of things
and if you are
to suffer
a killing
of the heart
know
thereafter
you will only
ever see
white
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the final
act
that determines
the value
of all
that comes
before
the last act
is always
a cutting off
avoid the end
of things
and if you are
to suffer
a killing
of the heart
know
thereafter
you will only
ever see
white
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Monday 26 February 2007
Monday 19 February 2007
the mind runs time
like a strict pimp
the realities are all
there
after appearing
the fact is eternal
just beneath
the surface
in the spin-off
worlds
(and without perturbation)
the movement
is inexorable
as complete
and vital
as a symphony
and just as embracing
as if there is
no outside
the idea is full
of reality
(there is only one)
potent / as the external
dimension
you move through
so artlessly
you might think
a sketch to be filled in
(if schooled too long
in Kant)
there is no masterpiece
to be made
it is all just ordinary
pale colourings
worn patterns
safe tracks
and here
the trick of the gods:
no mystery
(pimp and whore
how's that for the big
surprise)
the black beetle
devours everything
and the morning rain
brings to life
the old street
(before you know it)
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
like a strict pimp
the realities are all
there
after appearing
the fact is eternal
just beneath
the surface
in the spin-off
worlds
(and without perturbation)
the movement
is inexorable
as complete
and vital
as a symphony
and just as embracing
as if there is
no outside
the idea is full
of reality
(there is only one)
potent / as the external
dimension
you move through
so artlessly
you might think
a sketch to be filled in
(if schooled too long
in Kant)
there is no masterpiece
to be made
it is all just ordinary
pale colourings
worn patterns
safe tracks
and here
the trick of the gods:
no mystery
(pimp and whore
how's that for the big
surprise)
the black beetle
devours everything
and the morning rain
brings to life
the old street
(before you know it)
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 15 February 2007
shop girl
from a leather chair
(motion)
on diamond tiles
reflects
just like the mind
the shadow world
(underground)
in China
it is the same
but upside down
(from where you are)
a dead girl sits
in a shop window
still as alabaster
(in evening wear)
hands on her knees
eternity
will corrupt
and decompose
eventually
we will have nowhere
to go
(at the end of time)
children running
in delight
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
(motion)
on diamond tiles
reflects
just like the mind
the shadow world
(underground)
in China
it is the same
but upside down
(from where you are)
a dead girl sits
in a shop window
still as alabaster
(in evening wear)
hands on her knees
eternity
will corrupt
and decompose
eventually
we will have nowhere
to go
(at the end of time)
children running
in delight
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Wednesday 14 February 2007
Monday 12 February 2007
Friday 9 February 2007
Monday 5 February 2007
the back room boys
know
there is no
foundation
to idea
of how
to be
and so
they direct
focus to
for and against
a constant
dialectic
they think
avoids
the truth
of defeat
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
there is no
foundation
to idea
of how
to be
and so
they direct
focus to
for and against
a constant
dialectic
they think
avoids
the truth
of defeat
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Sunday 4 February 2007
the elegant stance
is no position
the point
of no perspective
it is the grace
and dignity
of nature
without man
or the street
sculpture
without meaning
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the point
of no perspective
it is the grace
and dignity
of nature
without man
or the street
sculpture
without meaning
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Saturday 3 February 2007
spiritual strength
against the vicissitudes
of life
is not a question
of reserve
there is no defence
to ordinary horror
at beat we can seek
a perspective
that takes
the evil act
or an unwelcome act
of nature
from the centre
of focus
and places it
within an eternity
of unaccountable events
there is no consolation
to be found
in the totality
only and end
to the question
why?
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
against the vicissitudes
of life
is not a question
of reserve
there is no defence
to ordinary horror
at beat we can seek
a perspective
that takes
the evil act
or an unwelcome act
of nature
from the centre
of focus
and places it
within an eternity
of unaccountable events
there is no consolation
to be found
in the totality
only and end
to the question
why?
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Afghanistan
is a space
that cannot be
conquered
it's people
strong and gentle
defy
intrusion
it is a place
of
ancient culture
ancient stone
it is the graveyard
of history's fools
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007
that cannot be
conquered
it's people
strong and gentle
defy
intrusion
it is a place
of
ancient culture
ancient stone
it is the graveyard
of history's fools
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007
Tuesday 30 January 2007
the one-legged Brahman
is without abode
or foundation
the true position
is no position
or any position
what you think
what you sense
what you feel
any point
becomes the point
becomes
the way of seeing
therefore
the world
is without
foundation
and space
the ground
of possibility
atman
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
or foundation
the true position
is no position
or any position
what you think
what you sense
what you feel
any point
becomes the point
becomes
the way of seeing
therefore
the world
is without
foundation
and space
the ground
of possibility
atman
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Monday 29 January 2007
9/11
during the attack
he sat
in a school room
an aide
came and told him
mr. president
the country is under attack
he sat
why no response
no movement
no act?
perhaps
he knew
before the fact?
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
he sat
in a school room
an aide
came and told him
mr. president
the country is under attack
he sat
why no response
no movement
no act?
perhaps
he knew
before the fact?
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Saturday 27 January 2007
the word is
you can't occupy
a country
a heart
a space
there is no fixture
only simultaneity
and this really
a question of
perspective
an ideal positing
of place
a pretty idea
necessary
and false
the days should
be tempered
with whiskey
the nights
with prayer
words
are the game
we are trapped in
laughter
the only escape
suffering
pins us
to the ground
protect
the senses
discipline
the heart
there is only one
direction
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
a country
a heart
a space
there is no fixture
only simultaneity
and this really
a question of
perspective
an ideal positing
of place
a pretty idea
necessary
and false
the days should
be tempered
with whiskey
the nights
with prayer
words
are the game
we are trapped in
laughter
the only escape
suffering
pins us
to the ground
protect
the senses
discipline
the heart
there is only one
direction
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Friday 26 January 2007
meta survey
the surface is hard
ground / light
inside / (beneath)
the world is mind
the knowing
cannot be seen / touched
there is no geography
only
rest or motion
the body
reflected
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
ground / light
inside / (beneath)
the world is mind
the knowing
cannot be seen / touched
there is no geography
only
rest or motion
the body
reflected
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
road song
worlds
shut down
but you keep going
on the meta highway
there is no stopping
this space here
is always true
and time
a translucent shadow
disappearing back
to nothing
you have no idea of
the reason for
towns passing by
the landscape
pictures
painted on
pictures
a perfect cover for
the eternal heart
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
shut down
but you keep going
on the meta highway
there is no stopping
this space here
is always true
and time
a translucent shadow
disappearing back
to nothing
you have no idea of
the reason for
towns passing by
the landscape
pictures
painted on
pictures
a perfect cover for
the eternal heart
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Monday 22 January 2007
the secret art
when mortality
descends
like
a clear-eyed day
say yea
and be as still
as a peerless lake
or if the fact
a chill
to the spirit
a crippling
of the heart
seek
the timeless
in thought
and sense
immersion
in the moment
is
the secret art
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
descends
like
a clear-eyed day
say yea
and be as still
as a peerless lake
or if the fact
a chill
to the spirit
a crippling
of the heart
seek
the timeless
in thought
and sense
immersion
in the moment
is
the secret art
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Saturday 20 January 2007
delight
is/
the street of
angels
hearts flying
to eyes
eyes to stone
eyes to sky
night falls
black
and we are
skeletons
bright
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the street of
angels
hearts flying
to eyes
eyes to stone
eyes to sky
night falls
black
and we are
skeletons
bright
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 18 January 2007
Sunday 14 January 2007
the point of history is
the point of history is
the recollection of
possible worlds
(how you configured
the sun
and the moon
in phases)
the constructions
of thinking
that made for strength
and joy
(days of delight)
know
you are beyond
the facts
are a panorama
of colours fading
nothing into nothing
(and for no reason)
the centre
eternal
time and space
endless descriptions
of
matter and mind
textures
covers for
the great absence
(is beauty)
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the recollection of
possible worlds
(how you configured
the sun
and the moon
in phases)
the constructions
of thinking
that made for strength
and joy
(days of delight)
know
you are beyond
the facts
are a panorama
of colours fading
nothing into nothing
(and for no reason)
the centre
eternal
time and space
endless descriptions
of
matter and mind
textures
covers for
the great absence
(is beauty)
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Wednesday 10 January 2007
he said
to the young bloke
it's a dangerous way
to be
to throw off
the material world
possessions
and things
the physical world
holds you together
your spirit
cannot be compromised
by your body
your mind
is just
its idea
do not deny
or separate out
embrace
your essence
is the unity
of all
things
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
to the young bloke
it's a dangerous way
to be
to throw off
the material world
possessions
and things
the physical world
holds you together
your spirit
cannot be compromised
by your body
your mind
is just
its idea
do not deny
or separate out
embrace
your essence
is the unity
of all
things
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Tuesday 9 January 2007
manifest
so
the space
of consciousness
is the world
in awareness
( )
the idea
of the outside
is hard
to the touch
a spectrum
of colour
the anarchy
(a beautiful)
of sound
and scent
another mathematics
of desire
mind
touches only
mind
and this a secret
hidden
in eyes
a plane of being
(delight)
above the games
of knowledge
the action of daylight
the diversion
of science
necessary
to safeguard
the sacred
clarity
defying language
before
all vanity
the world is open
) (
I am mad
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
the space
of consciousness
is the world
in awareness
( )
the idea
of the outside
is hard
to the touch
a spectrum
of colour
the anarchy
(a beautiful)
of sound
and scent
another mathematics
of desire
mind
touches only
mind
and this a secret
hidden
in eyes
a plane of being
(delight)
above the games
of knowledge
the action of daylight
the diversion
of science
necessary
to safeguard
the sacred
clarity
defying language
before
all vanity
the world is open
) (
I am mad
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
Thursday 4 January 2007
mindtraps
just straight up
you and the world
it's not like you
are loved
the lake is crystal
and cold
to the heart
a beauty of wilderness
or
you are fighting
your way out
of
a nightmare
there is no end
to the corridors and the dog
knows
each turn
there are indeed
questions of safety
and nourishment
no greater than
the way of insects
and birds of flight
no threat
at all from the inside
(never forget this)
and others come
with their stories
of what is behind the hill and behind the sky
what is behind
your eyes
worlds come into
existence
when the stranger
appears
the imposture of notions
is the real business of the money
changers
the facade of armies
is the secret work of all
cartoonists
and you are educated
to know
the real horror is
that you do not
know
(couldn't be neater
the real hard slog
pays off
the magicians
of the world bank
mandarins
in that lobby in Geneva
smiles
tea and devastation
all around)
so the great rush to belief
like it's always Saturday night
'you must believe in something
of course'
the art of enslavement
is a simple argument
based on ignorance
you really don't need
the whole box
and dice
everything follows
QED
and so
marked with the pox
we cleanse
in battle
and degredation
as if to
prove
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
you and the world
it's not like you
are loved
the lake is crystal
and cold
to the heart
a beauty of wilderness
or
you are fighting
your way out
of
a nightmare
there is no end
to the corridors and the dog
knows
each turn
there are indeed
questions of safety
and nourishment
no greater than
the way of insects
and birds of flight
no threat
at all from the inside
(never forget this)
and others come
with their stories
of what is behind the hill and behind the sky
what is behind
your eyes
worlds come into
existence
when the stranger
appears
the imposture of notions
is the real business of the money
changers
the facade of armies
is the secret work of all
cartoonists
and you are educated
to know
the real horror is
that you do not
know
(couldn't be neater
the real hard slog
pays off
the magicians
of the world bank
mandarins
in that lobby in Geneva
smiles
tea and devastation
all around)
so the great rush to belief
like it's always Saturday night
'you must believe in something
of course'
the art of enslavement
is a simple argument
based on ignorance
you really don't need
the whole box
and dice
everything follows
QED
and so
marked with the pox
we cleanse
in battle
and degredation
as if to
prove
(c) greg. t. charlton. 2007.
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