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PAPPA RAZZI
We’re not supposed to think nowadays. Media is always putting it
down, and academe doesn’t seem to do much either. The reason is
fear. You see, people think philosophy ended up creating communism
and fascism, and the conflicts and atrocities that followed. But I don’t
think philosophy caused the trouble, but the lack of a sense of
moderation following on from the philosophy. Similarly, it went bad
when holism was placed upon society – a tricky thing without
moderation. We should remember this, and think!
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RATTLER’S TALE
A Voyage of the Imagination
ANTICIPATE
I look ahead, anticipate,
Longing never dissipates,
Soon it comes, it always will,
Lots to do, must fulfill …
What is it? I hear you ask,
What could be this glorious task?
That which gives us joy and strife;
Just life
BIG CHANCE
Fiction: It’s a grand night for singing. The words of the old song
filtered into her mind as she stood there, the activity of the fair all
around her. And it was certainly her big chance. She looked up to the
stars before the action and they seemed so wonderful, as if they held
her destiny. Then the time came. He was there in front of her. She
pouted, knowing no one could resist her. He moved closer, his arms
encompassing her, his mouth beckoning hers, about to take her to –
to what? To the most important moment of her life, where her dreams
would come true, where nothing mattered but this moment; this
wonderful, fulfilling, magnificent moment. Then … ‘Cut!’ said the
Director. ‘We’ll let you know.’
WINDOWS
Look through the window, an amazing view,
Life in its majesty, events anew,
Reactions, assignations, trysts galore,
Fate notches up an inevitable score
Previously you were out, reacting with them,
They’re touched by your love, or maybe your phlegm,
A little piece of you is in their minds,
They dance to your tune, your thoughts of all kinds
See how your intention directs their ways,
Your sainthood, your devils into them strays,
And see how they hate you, or love you so much,
By their glance in your window; emotional as such
For we are all gods, having sway over life,
Our social mores creating happiness or strife,
Your face, as you look, above them flies,
And reflects your mischief back into your eyes
© Anthony North, August 2009





