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The Original Sin
By Richard Mather Our DNA a polymer implant from our worldly creator, Blake’s Urizen. Backbone sidechain nitrogen phosphate And a plastic...
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The Potato Eaters
By Richard Mather Potato eaters – five peasant women, clothed in rags, seated round a square table in a brown room. The scene is set....
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Selected Fragments
By Richard Mather Tool-use If the hammer is a symbol Of the power of the hand, The hand is the product Of the need for a hammer. Horizon...
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Point
By Richard Mather There is no place for me to exist, Always on the edge. Like you I am an extensionless point At the limit of a world I...
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Question
By Richard Mather What is the matter? It is a base question. It is the not-one, without limit, infinite. From it finite things are...
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Schoolboy Quip
By Richard Mather “Her husband is a grey shadow flat and cringing, cowering like a frightened schoolboy beneath the blackboard.” “Well,...
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Is Spinoza’s pantheistic ontology a template for authoritarianism?
By Richard Mather OVERVIEW: ● The pantheist ontology of Baruch Spinoza (b.1632 – d.1677) is an attempt to deny the accountability of...
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Observations of Mountjoy Scott, the Earl of Ardenforde
By Richard Mather Lord Ardenforde opens a jewellery box to reveal a platinum brooch, rhodium watch, immortal diamond choker; and on the...
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Itself in Mind for the Future
By Richard Mather We see the visible world as somehow inevitable, with all its ratios of movement & rest, its manifold shapes & ecstatic...
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Temple Curtain
By Richard Mather The temple curtain made of some heavy purple fabric, with its curious pleats and creases, its threads of silver and...
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Leibniz’s Soul
By Richard Mather What is amazing is not that my corpse was contracted and compressed into the earth’s dark matter (while my grave went...
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Sky
By Richard Mather It was at this point I stopped dreaming and looked at the sky and saw what seemed to me a mirage reflecting upon itself...
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Losing My Grip
By Richard Mather It is hard to get traction on a world that is constantly becoming something other than itself: not merely the loss and...
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When We Were There
By Richard Mather When we were there in the crooked hell of that scarlet and black room, the world was a useless idol broken and beyond...
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Thought
By Richard Mather Putting aside the extensive facthood of properties and things distributed in space, one has to wonder whether...
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The Light in That Place
By Richard Mather “Our holiday has been turned into a day of mourning” -- Chaim A. Kaplan By lamp and by oil, we hunger the hours as the...
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Krishna
By Richard Mather Maya clouds -- sattva, rajas and tamas -- Encircle the throne of Krishna, the bright Abode of the ten thousand faces....
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Finiting
By Richard Mather Embosomed in stillful bliss no longer, My soul moves, and by degrees makes finite The substances of creation That...
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The World Is Folded in to Every Object
By Richard Mather The world is folded in to every object And each thing or idea is the folding And unfolding of space, time and history....
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Tool-use
By Richard Mather If the hammer is a symbol of the power of the hand, the hand is the product of the need for a hammer.
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