Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

From an angelic revolution Of time, oer my spark, I turn To my god/dess, call a name, Call her name, my goodness I see a light in her, a journey As one may to the holy Father In church: my god/dess, my love, Light, mixed with earth, her If earth manifests all invisible Possibility, and…

A human night, breaks open Like a corpse, rotten, smell of Evil, like a rumour from afar Laughing corpse, curses, Revolving eyes pierce my night Dawn, a light lost, her alone knows, I’d give my very soul, axis chasing cars, chasing day, axis, spinning, doors shutting, I turn: where has she gone? Day is rotting,…

A commotion A lifespan, weary, I sat and I was waiting – and I’ve been thinking About your fur jacket Your sunglasses Reflected my soul, Solid as stone True as a comet, There was you And my longing, uprooted Thanked, spreading roots Around you And I’m not one Lest one be two, Now, beloved, Where…

Why the cold laughter? Why do people laugh at Humiliating someone? Humanity, what happened? I’m sure Satan wanders deep Hell, wondering, “why do you Laugh in my hell?” And shrieking girls reply, Bringing another fall, The incredible, we’ve built rocketships to watch them Fall.

I bore my elven flute with me, Thru the rainy gloom, or gloom of pain,  I no longer know, across the sea, I bore it with me, my eyes, see! I met the kraken, stuffed in trucks, head rose, full of importance, tentacles, dispersed across the sea, as it does, always, on my elven dream.…

A mystery falls as my Lady passes, passes like a green mystery, rhythm on the grasses Soft her mystery her face leaving Her resemblance cast on earth’s own face, my goddess, the earth Takes her appearance, is this place, a paper tree, twigs twining webbing to the centre Bottle brush, limbs leading to the heart,…

To be: Is simply, without a projection on a wall; to be Anywhere, everywhere,  in modernity Like unto nature, almost randomly Not-to-be, separate in mind from the visible As a Form or a Godhead, may learnedly seem But to look at the visible world as goddess-bees Like light over waves, humming oceans The ocean to…

At first, there was a wasteland. Two goddesses came to the bottom Of a hill, and found each other, a meeting of moons. And joined, like a kiss upon a mirror, And left, separately, tho, conjoined, And began orbiting one the other, Like satellites, a singular, spiral galaxy. And then their earthly counterparts: The one,…

The goddess of nature slides down Brings up rain in handfuls of brilliance, drip, skin, leaf of moisture, dripping And it’s meaning is as deep as the mirror of her eyes, still digging, Turning up sorrow, like tears, drip, drip, Saudade: as she left, cling dear as the earth to that sorrow: And One is…

“I’ll follow, with an angel to lead” Milton (paraphrase) Looking out my Grove, mythic wisdom, in grasses, held tightly, Like my brother said, “I don’t judge nature and she doesn’t judge me” And I believe, I look up to see the road become vale, where I see the goddess, Reveal, like lightning, and thunder, like…