Redman, Greenman.

By Roy Conning

Poetry, Free Verse and Digital Art. This book is philosophical and as challenging as cryptography.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roy Conning
• Release date: Oct 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370068388

Roy Conning

Hi - I am Roy Conning - This book was written between 1993 and 2004 - I write in a style that is philosophical and cryptographically thought provoking. I am aged 51 from Liverpool U.K. - thank you for your interest.

Book preview

Thought in Dead Horses.

The thoughts of Plato, Boston, Beacon Press 1958 – let us walk in the way of God; so as Gods way can be seen.

S’il n’existait pas Dieu il faudrait l’inventer – If God did not exist it would be necessary to invent him.

I see that at best; I am a dog, a dog that the rain falls upon, that when the day lays under the sun – I stand a dog.

I lie beneath the sky – the stars glisten in the vast openness, their brightness that keeps dark at bay.

Lateran Council under Leo X; session 8 – the right to a belief.

Entwurf – a pervasive interlocutory.

Vorwurf – trains of thought towards volition.

Dasein – union beyond probability of subjection.

Without thoughts of existence in belief of spiritual life; with life in existence of future, we are only faculties of meaning without any future existence, in bodily existence with being mentally perturbed, surety beyond optimism; days sit still like Christian deity – waiting to be yearned, retrained thoughts stagnating until fruition; its enfolding days wandering like dust in the wind, there are its past enemies with lives of Lords reproached, now budding with majestic generic flaws of surging passions - like escaping from the ending claws of darkness in thought, chains unmanicled – premiere endeavours of thou ghosting histories; like spirits haunting the futurists primates - shadowing in search of prey, to find the future praying, no – not out of fear; but out of understanding, the actors and actresses of theatre, transparent pirate maps signifying their downtrodden steps, each mistaken escapades carrying its playful tunes, you and you, and you look to tired to wake, hearing the closing of the door – this imitation rotten fruit; will charm dreams of today and tomorrow, this – in order to have choice, you have to have a democracy, this – in order to say no more, you have to have freedom, this – in order to have faith you have to be without doubt, in order to have doubt you have to have freedom, then there is a need for doubt.

Wer den Dickter will verstehen muss in Dickters Lande gehen – whoever wishes to understand the poet, must go to the poets land ‘Goethe’.

What claimed majority of these thoughts contain this querencia, an insidious contingent, an enveloping lethargic stat city of preferment, and guesthouse of assurgent superficiality; to an inner determination – to impress on the past mass sympathy for its extant to glory in its tradition of events, there is only scamp attitude of praise; meeting ingenuity, percentage of pomp rolled out like a puffing steam train – its engine engulfing state of affairs of creation, best recreated better.

Existed one, what am I, I am one, greatest only, perceived by one, ruler, Emperor of the Universe – what greater number could there be but one, I know a number greater than that of one – it is I two, I am the future, I make one insignificant, I am one plus one – therefore I am greater than one, there is no greater number than two, there you are wrong, there is a number greater than that of two it is I three – I am one plus two and prove to two that he is the past and that I am the future, who that is here is greater than three, it is of course me I am four, there is the greatest end to all possibilities.

Art being all, what is a building without Art – bricks and mortar, Art being the life that exists in thoughts, what are people without Art, birth and death, Art being the life that is within us – showing true, what is communication without Art, words and syllables, art being the meaning with expression, what is Art without people and building, it is the greatest end to all possibilities.

Soldiers, Shepherd’s, Artists – descriptions, Christianity is a inter co-ordinated instrument of indexed notification, prescribed to induce modification, past echoes – of, echoing sounds of the past, the mind is a terrible thing to waste, stars existed, the sun shone, the moon was bright, you could just exchange time to the point of the existence of Moses, Joseph, Jesus, Isaiah they all lived, I know I have been there, doing the same chores in life, sitting down, thinking, thoughts of tomorrow, making plans, that actual point were moments of time were passing through time, time as existence, generating thoughts, making decisions of what is good and what is evil, what is right and what is wrong, a point is that still is – is that it was under the same sun, the same moon lit their sky that lights our sky today, the same stars could be seen through their eyes as we see though our own eyes today, the thought that is, do thoughts still exist.

The birth of the world, the world came about by elements, like genes, travelling through space, finally gathering and bumping into other genes and elements, a formula began like and experiment in a chemistry lab – you need various ingredients to create a finished result, obviously genes bumping into elements, creating cells and cells creating cells and finally, like the ingredients used to create gun powder incidentally, accidentally over a period of an infinity, it happens the big bang, in theory a possibility.

Page value, content worth, corrective detail, fragmentations of tomorrow, stepped upon, to some – beauty is form of expression, power of others, power sees beauty to enhance its power, thought in dead horses; a sense of self-determination, Buddhist Moksha – sequence of generic focus components stemming legitimate values of elimination, regards intermittingly reciprocity of idealists to commonly revoke methods of complexity, to course a mimesis portrayal of theory imprints to negativity, a circus of abstraction, for a denoting consciousness , a variation of experiences: anger, delusion, grief – derivatives by mental formations of corporeality.

Watching Palestinian children throwing stones at an Israeli tank, this is a symbol by the