Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

When you get back in the rain from a voodoo train trip, and you ended up the same place you began, with people saying you’re the devil, and hear something thru your elven ears, upsetting about the beautuful woman you love from afar, as if youre some kind of elven knight, in love, in the…

Voodoo streets full of voodoo spells, Blah, blah, your voodoo spells, curse but mouths, Enough said, in your head of snake mouths Sink into crowds in cursed history’s mouth, with the dead I can forgive myself, And on, I said

Breathing Life back into, take this morning, and find you, There but, beside Love, seeking yourself, amid others, Who, in Strife, cast Money’s  depression, end in Eternal sighs, Transfiguring, only, themselves beheld in Dawn’s rays; Dawn’s smile reminisces your Beauty: returns happy Light

The whole world, in a cubed place, in space And I can’t tell what I was doing wrong or what fell, it’s Strange, and everyone’s ghosts floating round But I feel judged, as if I were put before the crowd Accusers fingers, the moment I wake up …frost Chills my soul: did I wake inside…

On my way home from buying mum a gas bottle, I was walking across bemersyde, the way I do near Clyde, I encountered an old woman, who stopped her car and unlocked her doors in the middle of the streetShe looked like an old witch from a faerie tale, Because my thoughts are upon you,…

Perhaps you’d wunder (madly) why I’m texting you at 5.30am? (So crazy, moon dear?) you’d permit it was my sexuality, and All the madness it evokes, such as why my freak neighbours Yell a response, do they think I  like them? (madness!) how do They know (surveillance) or why? (you’re everywhere?) The elements in nebulae,…

I say unto you, try work out how I can feel your black cloud, too, then I say unto, that black cloud on you: Do you think I’m jesus or the devil, or anything unlike you?I’m just the same, no, really, I feel that black cloud, too Do you not believe me – what you…

6.26am: bitch filth arrive, or are they freaks Or are they the same, or never different The indistinguishable mass horde has arrived On anti-clouds, bitch-fake, set in their dark ways, Reckoning full well, Earth’s own hell beginning Among them. Aware of everything, I think only You poetry, in love falling from my heart, My rock,…

To dance with my very own wicked Queen Batting eyelids! Laughing in her eyes And bubbling together, no other can see, Her alone, precious her whim, changing form, Return her hand, mindfucking, ace’s from my Sleeve, in her bed of poppies, scream, oui oui, As Truth my Oath, her Heart is my Love

Mums neck’s not upright anymore, and bent over, she blinks Thru her eyelids, watching TV, so spend Saturday night, her and me, I text you ‘Cause you’re not coming out of guilt, don’t go down mum’s pathway, Don’t let guilt eat you away, with answers from the TV and never say How guilty you feel,…