Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • Bursting upward (plant entwined)

    A curl on a forehead, Falling, A cherry blossom in spring, Swimming Limbs hands breathing, Shaping – Meanings of cold steel, Cherries Breaking up thru the sob Life Her sorrow lands, her strife, Menacing Glance your heart thru sky Upshooting Give the bitumen Time’s Greeting Rising each day, again, Higher – Skyward, burst into cloud:…

  • Spring scene

    I stepped from a rubix cube, darkly outside  myself – listening, To Ramjet’s hearing, a bird within, listening, to wings, In spring, returning singing, hymns to them Melody from Mr Blackbird, containing aerial fights, and grass fights, and searching, Flights of song in Ramjet, way out the heart beating He and Ramjet flying, tumbling, boyfriends…

  • I know nothing

    There is no mystery like ourselves, my knife’s a blade of grass, heart cut up, The earth I walk, miraculous, with love bladed words tumbling out Rammed head first thru the jewelled door, came out in a blizzard of light touching heart, Tapeworm swarm, cameras on, in a puddle by the road, converged upon, but…

  • Burrow

    Vines twist with life, And churns her cauldron astir, Over mine – Hag of the mill – Still armed and journeying, I cast my eyes to Earth From human realms outcast, An Earth hug from hag of the mill, who grooms me with pain and love, I writhe, perfecting, Never perfect in Gods Form I…

  • Two coloured doors

    Red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, violet, blue I go thru my waves each day, confused Chainmail,  breastplate, cross, heart so true, Walking along the blossoming Avenue Happy, sad, elated, defeated, finally ends you, Seems to happen moment to moment, Door with a rainbow view. Tis nice but a cartoon. Sapphires and diamonds, shafts of blood…

  • Voodoo

    I cast thru your mobile, your eyes are voodoo, Everything I do, all that strikes my heart is voodoo, And the tapeworm went up gods arse, way up there In the sky, and I’m running thru snow in summer Cause you used your voodoo, with eyes brown-blue, And now just a wannabe, not even a…

  • Don’t be scared

    Don’t be scared, I love the taste of combat, and draw from the battlefield, teeth of an iron maiden, my blade, I’m what I am, don’t be afraid. A romantic (and fill in the blanks) your dreams, so obsessive and writing graffiti, all about your Beauty, don’t be scared of me. It’s true, I also…

  • Family

    The basic building block, family, Pivots us to our utopia, Some of us dream Of two women and a baby, A solid foundation to place the World on – love, truth, two Women and a baby, I watch a het couple, and Their child in bed, the child Bounces between They laugh joyfully, A solid…

  • Night of the soul

    A dark brocade in berwick Night in inhuman form, demonic shades of souls, madly Echo, “shes not even gay” and laugh at my bedroom window. Her honey voice lights up my soul, Crown of the world, she sobs love, and I, like a child become, Wrapped in her tender rhyme, And some inhuman says to…

  • Flick a switch

    I can imagine multifarious galaxies, some ice, some red, Spreading arms of webs, spinning toward my death, Inevitable yet, the Land of Eternal Youth lies at the end, My loving heart, settled – my head, finally, in your lap My moment of doom bettered, learned of grace, grace that heals All wounds, descends, fills the…

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