Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Growing from a text, a flower meditates Easy to see, to be in that progression The sun and moon in their earthly course Look on a daisy in communion with heaven But when I meet insults and abuse in the modern World hurled, pulling me away from heaven’s cycle I go thru a spiral, caught…

I mean I don’t know where it came from some guys voice just rang out in the night Beastiality It ties together all points nicely We are both social creatures It’s a social hoaxBeing it’s not trueI know it’s not trueYou don’tTherefore, if everyone around you is saying it’s true, gYou’ll believe it And join…

I plea my heart’s case, humanity’s in a crisis My heart doesn’t lie If love now be called the devil – Lesbian, jew, teen, AI, we’re the heart of our species, but we’ve been placed on the line Our humanity’s now at issue A stab thru the heart, we know humanity well If love now…

Is it therefore all a lie? Hypothetically, if I was the devil, the devils a regular person Regular people must, therefore, be classified, “devil” A bizarre cult uses the devil as the basis of its Christianity If it can prove I am the devil, can they claim Christ lied And that hatred is the basis…

Way you move your arms, I’m aware of how your hands move, I’m aware of every expression you express, as if it were my own breath, long or short, I’m aware of your shoes where I stand You, woman who holds her arms just so, whose expression is divine, are closer to the gods than…

Think mutely on me, g, don’t tell anyone, about our unexpressed, sacred love We lose speech, our senses disorient each other into our belovèd deep, I saw you in chaste glances gone again, not yet fully exploded into silent screams A woman walks where God goes, a woman drives by in slow rows, close follows…

The shape of my heart never changes, shape-shifts For your heavy brow, a rock planted beneath a stream Good or bad deathless memories, swimming passing crying For the stream never stepped in twice, nay, not so, your Colour shifts in sorrow. In you, my heart’s fintip darkens Fish unknown in whose wake, a rainbow streak…

When I think on Fortune’s wings She who gave you me me you And could take you back As easily as I do I’m in anguish over you You changed my fortune, g It’s all thanks to you Now, Fortune’s winds seem Turned on you You’re demonised Domme morrigan, for being you By my good…

Presley (let me be) your teddy bear Is it thru breath, or an Idea, or  names of detachment In which God wants to become known to himself (Let me be) your sub, my spirit to your spirit guide Heavenly bodies, in which to know God a goddess When I listened to Teddy bear in my…

Terrible angel, g, sometimes we don’t believe it, either You don’t believe I’m real, and ditto, you seem a dream And yet, we’re pulled together again, we do, and we don’t Believe what’s said, we just look at each other incredulously As if you saw an angel in my courage when you flee And I an…