Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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What vision the galaxy
Where are they building bridges to, roads to Where are we led to, following along, us Disconnected, From us, and reconnected, Via, what vision, in our galaxy, Went love? How are we connected, who in the path, We who no longer see in front of us, On board what galaxy did we arrive, us?
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You still
If from an immortal perch overlooking an expanse If Time a Form I Thought Industrialised ticking digital blinking become You – Captivate me – Still Were it a question even, were not the value of time The concentric circle, the measure of a mortal reference, Myself – against a priceless jewel You – Still Were…
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Fighting and roses
Everything goes in this world crazy leaves grow, crowded Heads, all green, vie from the dirt the vegetation exposed, to be Seen – who among them can rise and claim queen? Behold the rose, in pink Beauty, noble scent rises To savour her inward spirit, follow her scent, thence Follow my nose to where her…
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To my soul mate’s dark
G, wipe your decadent tears of laughter, away now I’ll not laugh along the fast transport to hell, I’ll be the compassionate one, I’m not going, in tears of dismay, alone to find unable to help, you in yours alone as well, I’ll not bring myself down, but arise for you today, above that level,…
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Dream of her hair
And if it’s just a dream, as people now say im dreaming, Then I’ll dream of playing with your curly black hair together, I say I met you, faerie lady, your eyes blew pollen my way, I, dreaming, people say I slept alone there, in love Untangled in a nightmare, but planted there, a fight,…
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F the Freaks, I’m taking an umbrella
Wit’s becoming quite the knights lifestyle, friendLove poetry to my lady-muse, followed by a horde Of Freaks, struck down one by one, with humour They say I’m crazy, now, shaking with crazy laughter I’m going for a walk, they’ll say rain, ill say umbrella But I like me and you’s crazy, it’s a good crazy,…
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I was thinking of my grandfathers future
I know he was a boxer in the navy in ww2, and on his character report, it says v. Good And little other pieces of him like he liked to talk back at the television like me But no one’s ever really filled in his personality, except one can infer, he was decent, cared About society.…
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Just being me
In others’ hell blessed, I’m in heaven bright Wings in trees, wings in the pathway lighting thee Blessed wings of my friend magpies, waltz with me As I walk, open-hearted songs full-thrive updive, clouds soar See beautiful faces pass, see you smile heaven in your heart At last in your car, next to me in…
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Ontological portrait
Was not given me or taken away Me Being me You Being you Among them, you Suspended my disbelief Somehow They took great offence I just Set myself against them Is love an existential ring bound in thinking “I can swim to your Being, Across the tide?“ An utterance Just If I say I love…
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Advice from a lifelong feminist
As if heroic, thinking with their puny leeches, talking over the top again But, drawing from Woman, leech, puny human male ego, leech the world It’s like that, if you watch the cars go by, sucking petrol We all, from our Mothers LifeTurned us against each other, if we take their side, We’ll leech a…
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