Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

One happy thing today, one happy thing They want to take away I’ll not judge ye, you’re better than all they say, for They’d take today away Women’re multifaceted, you more’n all, At a glance, looking back Into one crystal mirror, one jewel made whole – Ye made today exquisite Come what may, I’ll not judge…

In my eternal eyes Across eternal skies A golden Swan Her, her neck – a goddess: Image over wild, mad thought, image not to touch Then why did she come to exist, kissed image on lips, Undreamt before, her feathered form fly in my wild, wild eyes? To withhold herself – her golden neck to…

Walking seems silly, every time I leave the house on foot, I walk to a new world Rising up, morning moon, waxing and waning at once, galahs or cockatoos Who knows any more that secret, hidden in depths, Australia opens up her sky…. Seems we’re all playing life’s  game, so I laugh (and what will…

Tho perhaps I’m getting old Just another day Perhaps tho I’m totally mad As everyone says Maybe because I keep doing What I do Whatever that is I’ll get thru Take pride in my promise My promise only to you

[I heard about St Patrick asking that question thru nod] In the blaze, no I wouldn’t just save myself, I’ll fight thru corbin, Down green druid paths, lined with trees, I unfasten st patricks breastplate, and would he ask me sadly, Then what it is sustains me? On the nature strip, Before the onslaught of…

My heart is like the wind Whence the wind blew, the lotus inside broke out, outside coiled in again, round my heart twined your wind The wind goes whither, if it be my lot, to want to annihilate the pettiest remark, then – as a Dr might – I’ll work With it, if I changed,…

If in every direction Life curls round The doors knob How come? This world and her multitude Of monsters, also Transplanted, into heaven, And surrounded By my eternal love, Your face is there in all I see – goddess, Devil, angel, tree?

…And I was gazing at the brushstrokes of clouds Someone touched upon my eye, when you drove by, Clothed it seemed, in that sight, wrapped In clouds, leaning forward squinting in sunlight At what? Just the wheel of your car, or my love afar, And I love you, too, streaked thru a painting You gunning…

In old texts, according to men: Sophia or Isis, veiled as none can know her, horned, Queen of the Throne, >missing text< Gods Throne, “Knows” Sophia, Mother of God >insert text here< Satan, horned, Attempts to usurp Gods Throne >here’s Eve (evil) enter human woman no longer Divine in form< Jabberwockies: religious reverence of nonsense…

I heard some Tracy yell, as if trying to steal the dawn, …girl from winterdaze, what are ya gonna do now?In that stupid way, When someone doesn’t know what they’re dealing with Haha❤️