Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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On reading batailles “the old mole and the prefix sur”
The mole, to bataille represents the upheaval from below of the proletariat toward A bourgeois ideal Seen as dependence of spiritual ideals on material form, of opposites, Say in capitalism, reliance of system on butcher or bus driver Or unconditional love as in batailles own example the physical heart Of which the striving or goal,…
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Not sleeping
Take the spirits route, walk floor your golden fields, on foot, Like hermes perhaps, stepping among brick houses, and trees In rows, like fate, carefully laid out, till, like an echo, at Your name, my spirit lies down, at the foot of your Tara-world Come, in hermes message, bestow, now, your round Brow, a noble…
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My muse in duende
Duende is fiery, forgetting one’s name in hell’s a blessing, in flames, where my angel dwells, with only your name on her lips: domme morrigan in heaven Scared in loving, when a message comes, and I think, when we talk, raelene, and her life, as I know her, is ending All duende, alight, my life…
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Trip on our bus
Queen Bad, thinking what I’m thinking, a tasty jest, messed in the head Changing moon, a guess, turns Virgin Mary’s face to me Were you playing possum in my garden, I wouldn’t be surprised to find you there, g You and I to madness, gone, the same not there, but across space and time we’ll…
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Hot as fuck
See your immortal soul smiling in some eternal land, Smiling for you, your guise, here, enamoured, See me stand, thunderstruck, by enchantment meeting I, a nymph, you so beautiful, I call you Aphrodite, Thrust into fantasy, smiling at me, take me, from the Nature strip, speed, to your hot as fuck goddess land
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Building an altar
For my own fun, I come for luck, where, struck up, Contrariwise, crafted into play, trick or treat’s the question begging, My heart’s dice, into Earth’s hands, placed in her Whichever way, dice in the game, thrown, cast away – Where are we going, all drunk like us, dwarves? Into the earth led, taking home…
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Mrs obvious
I’ll be Mrs obvious for you, today, g, you’ll need my love to get thru, by stating the obvious truth Because you don’t believe in it, but it gets you thru I love you, you don’t believe thatBecause you are beautiful But you don’t believe that Yet I believe in us, but you don’t believe…
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Laughing this morning
I find it funny too, twits, my laughter, wind can’t Contain it, wind comes, twits leer, masks of death, and casket, No, twits, you thought you killed raelene long ago, you couldn’t So I laugh with the laughter, that’s wild as wind, a laughing Spirit, I find it such fun too, twits, tho laughter, even Can’t…
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Inspired by someone
The purity of the moonlight, Falling out of the immense sky, Is so great that it freezes The water touched by its rays. Anonymous Trans. Rexroth In its imagined paraphernalia, chrysalis love, Bound alone in its icy cavern, thought, forms, water to Crystal, to freeze there now, suspended heavy as lead, Folded into space, an…
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Send my mythic to you
My bored rage revolts, against losing you, dear, I’m loyal, Nonetheless change everyday, the whole rotten world, Spirals down, decays, decays Yet, fathomless, what stays? we two, holding together, A mysterious blink, her immortal eye, changing forever, Transformed in each other Whatever mythic form will we turn into, my love Blindfolded, tied, binding us, one…
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