Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Sculpted by wind Shaping the trees Whence came the butterfly? I’m carefree

Look at you Staring blankly back Journalists in pack, laughing at news In laughter but not joy I laugh at you, for your laugh is humourless For you giggle as you persecute, only, and you laugh cause you know you do My spirit laughs For all it says about you is true: Your laugh is…

Industrial revolutions, stop dead against constellations, Turning, yet fleeting, the day of engines gunning, Humanity, back into monkeys, atomising, you and I, Like the rest, tho in you and I, here, found something Worth keeping – your eyes, in love, already blessed Within, my soul, measured measureless, Love’s Mortal coil, you take root in my…

I dont care about this life, and its idiots, g, I’m on a trip with you, Planted, dear, in my breast, you’re half my soul, each In the other, we live in love of each other, like water, you and I At those yells, give up, our never will never again comprehend – When that…

Thought lost in my head, seemed a dream close by, I slept, upon the Lady’s green breast, with concrete eye, A dim blindness, whereon I passed, thinking on things Around you structured, becomes, the form of thought, you, And each day passes in thought on you, you become, The sun of my thought, my spirit…

Driven insane? Take me there, to suckle your breast, please do, Life, spirit nature, evolves into (?) The night light, lymph nodes (?) of yoga, unite in egg’s form, Synchronised thought Beginning in two, calling out, you to me, me calling out to you, Take me home with you (?)

In this mad country now, there’s no flies, no ants, no rain People bathe on its famous beaches, in a toxic algae bloom I was walking thru, fumigated in wonderland, madness infect thru the mouth, and I was walking, But my love followed you up bemersyde, and it floods from me even, now Of one…

What words are coming, when the word love lies silently Standing, staring, where words, have you fled? Where is your form, how do you become, what I cannot Grasp there? You right there – or was it not, just words Instead, that mutely fled, by that woman there, How express, lack of words, except, in…

(Kinda funny, tho you’re not implied, but I have to mention you yet, Mention you, cause well, you can be a bitch, but a sexy bitch, and so fucken bad, so I leave you here, not to disrespect) A bitch a man or woman is a jealous bitch Berwick village has these, a plentiful Town…

In battle cast, everyday passed in light or shadow, Pin drop, in a dream, a romance, awaiting the next bugle I don’t care about the gods call, the crowd swell, love or hate, Sits your crown, its jewel, your heart, rested Your eyes, gathered, which way your bolt and harness, At your approach, goddess, today,…