Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Her majesty, supreme in love, of weather uncertain A plant’s stalks light up in sands of flame her vision My warble, plays with sounds of fire, the possible Rises underground, I’ll end up alone if I keep Waiting alone for her, that deep silence of her Not arriving, never coming. We could do better if…

How relaxed I was within, yet my body wanted to be outside the window, looking in Wanted, a desire to touch something alike, not a dream, my body relaxed elsewhere I think, looking in, my body, their body, and what was the vision touching, the glass Shattering between our bodies dream, then pieces were flies…

In your anger strange In the good folk’s Pain lies The way back to The modern world In our own eyes A dull wall A face or a devil shifts Into place Good folk shapes In a riddle true or false Remains The good folk talk the Pathway back To modern Earth I knew the…

Frost says his lecturer said to draw nature is just pretty, And (he says)Lucretius says art portrays all nature In magnificent entirety Ugliness and Beauty Thus weaves thru art, her Lady, truthfully You’ve become jewel in the crown of my art, And now I know ugliness Of your beauty is part In your complexity all…

How does one defend something wrong?Ideals go out the windowDo unto others as they would do unto youBut when it’s an area with no principles Are principles any value? 2 wrongs don’t make a rightI’ll not further cause harmBecause, yes, turns out, love is Unconditional Not a principle Nothing to defend At all

Where did you freaks come from latch on film on the metaphysical realm? Where people love others, talk of love, and can love who they love and be loved, and all this planet filled with Love Who are you all the same, not the same as born why are we here? of us, applausing yourselves,…

A loveheart in cloudform All it could be The shape of many things You embody to me Cloud of a lovesweet arrow Pierced thru it Driven thru it Moves thru me Feet of a desert Feet of a tree Never felt like such a desert As a cloud that bleeds Between you and me It’s…

Why do I compare you to the moon’s height, because I lose myself in vast space, Seems in classical Love, made you into a goddess…and then I see you pass One gold earring, all class, and I want to debase myself I’m embarrassed Tragic or comic life, I don’t know which, when I stand dumbly,…

(Babel: night, flute music) With the beautiful voice >in resonance< With the women who come at night now Everything is connected Near you in Babel Everything >in Babel< Out there (women in the gloom) Can I tell you how I feel with the beautiful voice >resonate< (Thru the women there) can I say to them…

G, someone who attacks someone’s looks or lie outright about their sexuality as they pass That is an ugly soul And ugliness is only attracted to ugliness So those ugly bitches, male and female, attack me as I pass: ergo, I’m beautiful: so thanks, therefore I’m Attracted to the beautiful, loving every part of Earth’s…