Thomas Lowe Taylor -- THE VANITY OF OBJECTS

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THE VANITY OF OBJECTS

all is one.
in the void, there is finally movement
something emerged from nothing
& that was enough for me.

Wave forms of energy
evanescent diaphanous flow of
interstitial clouds of light and dust--
space between spaces,
an emptiness we all inhabit
merges into something

any locus on the spin is a false start.
no beginning and no end--
only the flux and flow of the energy
between seconds of perception
eliminates the matter in the moment

stop anywhere and miss the flow
form is a lie, image is a slice of meat,
any allowance on the so-called real
contradicts wavy clouds of being
whch string throughout the universe.-

the poem is an inaccuracy in its genesis
the word is but a stopping point on the
circle of confusions we surround.

all relates to all, carrying us into
momentary and defining segments
without definition or repose.

emptiness without purpose,
fullness without goal,
grace without meaning
which we ‘know instinctively.’

March 13, 2005





First, Vincent wrote:

TOM,
Photos fool the visitors
They only catch Instants

Not the whole picture
pieces
that Humanity live by and die
Poetry too
Banks words
that draw imaginary positions,
having little effect
except for propagandas
of limitations
Ignorance thrives on limited
Values,

Natures are reflections of
Pieces,
named,
there are more actions going on
than the fragmented totals
aha to catch the contents
of



Z E R O

ART is a substitute for goods,
you know this instinctively

VF 3.10.2005