Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Every day, nearly, I do a meditation “I wish for you” without you I never give up. I wish for you that you’re with me and I wish for me that I’m with youIn my love for you, g For two years, I’ve wished for you that we’re wine in wine, poured in one cup,…

After thee, moon child, you are the wolf’s guide When did Love become a wolf, chasing Moonlight? Some say God only is good and the source of all Light Some who dont know, say the Moon goddess is evil Self-righteous infliction that haunts the Moonlight In this light, do they come to reflect in your…

Look at them, ye people of peace, my friends. So many of them, like hell-hounds Baying at our soul-friend. Before her eyes set their fire brims In their world of hate, delusions themselves, misleading No good comes from them. See with your soul the real words My poetry says, “my friend.” A soul without a…

Jan 13 2025 Where are the wolves to howl, a journey across the sky? what does her stage light reply, coming from behind, I howl love you, rather, a question, o moon, coming round the bend in unbending spirit, a truth, wave crashed upon a sea, of light, how I reflect you tonight, virile, in…

Proclus In the order of my body, my lips in your language Speak, dignity, and power ‘neath the canopy of gods To keep form, tho not noble born, in valour and honour Humility and strength from rough living drawn The animistic, an intelligible gift, in soil mixed, to say Your name, rocks of gods rise…

I wonder if you’re out there now? Looking in, looking but not looking Golden hair Parted that way For me Asks so many questions Like what are people talking about now? I feel like an alien, asking around town After you Where to find love? And why Everything I hold dearest Did I hear you…

Do you know the bardo thodol? Entered into my sleep, the other night with the seroquel Is it any different from tonight? To love and fight Dreaming in the midst of both, aren’t I? Nothing ever bothers me? It’s all the same to me Save your life Then is the bardo thodol real or just…

A Paz, Gilberto Gil Time has come, long shadow thrown, a crowd bursts into anti-song Wounds the soul that looks on, harks back to that feeling bomb’s about to drop on all Every card told, every religion a death, casts a long draw, death delt them all Breaking the Earths cycle stem breaks thru song’s…

To any witnesses of the night, ’twas my sisters, smokin’ leeches, yellowstreaks, all the freaks Attempt on my life. G is my only guide thru this quest, I follow her, my star-goddess A mystic tightrope teaches us tho surrounded, not to listen to Satan’s mouth, illusion to fall In apparitions. To illustrate, my freak sister…

Forced an interlude to G Purely from your lechery You freaks believe in your cult that’s sanity? A ticking clock is more wittyA goldfish with a longer memoryA paperclip has more originalityA tapeworm more braveryA crocodile more humanityA mole rat has more beautyAn animal copulating at a zoo more dignityAnd I more power than all…