Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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Roots of sound
Never forget the magpie’s sound The old man within me smiles Never forget that tho the spirit flies It arose from the Great Mother’s ground That echoes thruout the universe, the Oran Mor Captures the morning light, in every realm, it spies, And ends in a warble, don’t forget The song of my people, the…
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Along a path of women
What can I say, I saw you all, celestial nurses, the roads were plentiful with stars What could I say to everyone who passed, too fast? How, ‘mid this life of mine Outside this schiz mind, arrive sight of beautiful women on fumes of traffic Love in the human race arrives in nebulae dust, on…
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(Ephesians) Morning reflections
Ephesians 4:32-5:21New International Version32 Be kind and compassionate to one another,forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave5 you. 1 Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearlloved children 2 and walk in the way of love, just asChrist loved us and gave himself up for us as afragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Morning reflections…
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Morning reflections
Leo’s forked tongue, insidious Why would I want him to accept me With his history? Who cares what he believes, if I need to Advocate? He doesn’t just Take me as I am? A lesbian, and if I don’t advocate myself to be accepted by him On his terms, Will he send the freaks instead?…
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To domme morrigan
Heavens always seemed a golf course I’d find rather dull, a guy strumming A guitar singing kumbaya, I’d drift off, to thoughts on you, not climbing to The heights of nirvana, either, Buddha’s own, I’d rather fathom, turned on, How you look at me now, try realise how you bind my soul, give life to…
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Facebook wonderland
I cleaned up my Facebook page a bit, wouldnt want anyone to find me different Need 100 friends – or they might make something up about me – a lie, for example I get a lot of my writing ideas from my posts, I’m sure they’ll find plenty to lie about in my posts they’ll…
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The real story
I have not set out to conquer The four quarters You came to my sleeping heart In dreaming service Behind your veil, a glimpse of jewels Was the way you looked at me If the goddess be all And in you immanent, domme morrigan, Goddess of war, Made a crafty spell Men rise and fall…
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The rocketship
God tried to build a rocketship that could outrace the goddess Yet as fast as he went, she was before him, whatever direction She’d claimed, he sat still, and meditated, and realised They were the same, and it’s I, really, the same again, tho A bit silly, wherever my feet lead, she’s already there where?
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Looking too hard
Quiddity: the redness of red, or what it’s like to be a thing Just being beside a friend, they roll over, reach out their claws, without looking touch the suns yellow breath, my friend Colours in nature, placed in every book on my bookcase, saying quiddity: the redness of red, expressions red everywhere in every…
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I: clockwise anticlockwise: g
I tune love, clockwise In a simple mechanic of the human realm, in love says I care about you too, and the thought A dial between Of you, I ask why have anything to do with the freaks, I know they dont care about me or you Rotating anticlockwise No matter how much you love me,…
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