Capturing truth from what we see, hear, feel and think is like catching the individual colours of a rainbow in your hand..
Holding on to that truth is as difficult...
Nov 2007
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Spell Casting
@ 15.10.2008 – 19:27:06
If we were to consider the universe is a quantum computer...
Every particle, their spin, their charge could carry information... and could perhaps be programmed.
The spoken word is but a wave which vibrates the air... could such waves also vibrate and change fundamental particles?
Ummm... words programming the universe... structured chants; spells shape reality... a basis for magical thinking?
Now I know there's a gulf between the science and the idea, but hey, this was just a random thought which popped into my head to be scribbled in a note book at 3.00am on the 22nd July 2007 and found again today when tidying my office!
Alan
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Politics
@ 21.01.2008 – 18:50:55
Truth is a corpse, a rotting reminder of yesterday....Tomorrow died somewhere in the lies of yesterday and the confusion of today.
Sound bytes and cliches remain...
9/11 ..... 7/7 ..... 24/7/365
Fractions of life split by the passage of time and the events contained within each moment.
How many know?
How many care?
How many sleep?
Alan September 06
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City Street
@ 21.01.2008 – 18:47:42
The streets filled with people their vapour trails of personal history shifting and flowing behind them.In motion
E-MotionTheir smiles betray their isolation...Their frowns city-street hardened...Behind teh eyes the indifference and the fear - suspiscions grow daily as knowledge is smothered by information.Some glide with the grace of swans...Others lumber with the weight of elephants...Alan Truro: September 05
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Second Skin
@ 21.01.2008 – 14:38:23
There's a second skin in the space where you and I begin...
A second skin
There's a second skin where loves words wear thin...
A second skin
There's a second skin - where do you end and I begin?
Alan May 2005 Cornwall
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Truro August 2005
@ 21.01.2008 – 14:31:15
Words burn their message into my mind - a collection of dreams that are sold or seek to be sold - consumer statistics.
The Pioneers and Explorers now trademarked to grocers and bus companies..
A bronzed icon of a long dead soldier salutes victory; screaming silently from the past - his shadow falls heavily upon those who no longer remember or care or care to remember.
Murderous histories and corporate take-overs now celebrated in 'brands'...
Boston Tea Party --- Coffee House
Pizza Express --- Coinage HallWindows overdressed and filled with itmes no one needs but everyone wants.
What would a stranger make of this place, this time, this society?
Gold-braceleted builders show off their tanned bodies; teenage sirens display their charms - inviting yet rejecting in the same moment.
Immune, apart - different and distant... the world passes by - yet I know I know nothing.
The irony of youth - knowing that you know everything; that time owes you something more than you've earned. Rebellion locked into compliance; shaped by the desires of those who are no longer young.
There's no need fot a global conspiracy when we conspire to limit ourselves so effectively.
Alan - Truro, Cornwall August 2005 - waiting!
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