Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Obsession? You’re a reality. There was no world Before you Take my hand, G, enter Love’s madness With me Love’s reality is Truth, and it’s gone over your Possibility One no longer knows your lovers’ voice to know Her own Truth Thru halls shapeshifting, chasing each other To find the Truth And just as we’re…

Freak street have brought out their hatchets A-chopping With kids on hand, good cannon fodder To go watching Sporting my fb at 6 am. early morning Cause, Raelene “YOU’RE! the self-righteous devil” Contrariwise That’s quite the paradox I’d reply Cause you are you and I am I

Love’s my echo. The universe arrives in love Spirit not above, so below, in love with us all Love your eyes, G. Why say anything at all? Love love’s silly talk, even talk to the wall Not think oneself above love, Love says not say not, just loves to say not A woman in love…

My minds hillside under starlight, on which, Sometimes dead skeletons rise, animate to life. Take off bones, Exchange for assemblage, and rattle at my thoughts. I wish it were not true, but I think you said it were true And I believe you, for I’d not know you unless it came by love The conjured…

But a stage before that “How am I to put the question that I’m asking you to answer?” Graves They say the road to Rome is much bother, so let’s go. Follow King Arthur off the road, beat thru the trees, enter The spirit-breeze, life’s unknown journey, shamans, to be, G. And everyone is a…

I’ve read so many philosophical reasons given Meaning to life but ascending in silence For all I’ve sought to attain once for all Is the face given to that Lady’s soul I believed I’d find throughout my life, my goal. So many reasons philosophy told me, no – You must be one, see God, be…

Nature got me hot not What I’d expect, but Night’s dreams, her wings over One’s eyes shocked Monsters arise in Pandora’s Box Eyes open up, or are they not? Lies day or night Is it a human being distorted seeing Laughing in a form of torture Or doom that crept from a tomb In one…

I reach out my hand, and I think I can hold onto the moon, but it’s not the real moon. Instead, she cries, and it worries me, and my lips reach to kiss your forehead – But it’s not really your forehead, just moonlight in my mind. And when you cry, Maybe you’d not look…

Let true love forever be, however found Standing by, head down, take my domme’s side Against the world Take her pain and will fall back on my chin again. Death threats, more on my sexuality. Devil comments. Nobility is dying on Melbourne’s tongues. Love, chivalrous, going by unnoticed in crowds. Submerged in their own indignity,…

(Connection between names – Artemis, carnea, and cerridwen, from graves) Came, appeared a celestial night where Artemis – the twin – the underworld – the wilds – the virgin – the bear – in the moonlight – Went you where? [Framed ‘tween a good reputation for the nation – rest comes for the nation, as…