Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

(Paraphrase Young Bekie, in Kinsley) G – I’m obsessed beyond how far obsession could go It’s reached the ends of the known universe, I know I’m just any old knight you’ll see, turn each latter face to me I’ve fallen for Sushy Pye, my true love, aye, my mythic chic Who comes now comes ’round…

(Verlaine) Would seem I was trapped in hell, my love, either way. People who say it’s you, or people who are saying it’s me. No matter what I say, they play you against me. It’s none of Their business, except to turn love into hate. Our love is fashioned in the flames of hell. You…

Being moon She sees the universe In her mythic flame Being-moon-light Love seperates Your lingering scent emanates Seven goddesses Replicate Your vision in Universal septenate Poetry emulates Circling saptaparna Scents of words of rage And tears of love between us A generative force Quaternity in man Triad in the woman Two cubes In one dimension…

There’s a bustle of heads, voices, chase me ’round dandenong Can one just be one without feeling blue, with no reference   To this city? Or anywhere else? And forget your words, And your voice, it runs itself thru me? Life without you? Could it be true? Your wannabe by herself? Your words riot Thru this…

After my poem last night, named lesbian sacred love “Diabolical” words of garbage poison the ocean. Freak venom. The “Satanic” is a charade confined Inside its own realm’s language, itself. Earth’s good Will returns to me. All good flow tongues, except a tempest Of Love, that dumps freak hate-speech. They Weren’t real, anyway. Their brief…

Since I met my lady, I’ve appointed myself knight of the sacred springs. Cause there’s males in this country – self-appointed patriarchs, Think they’re in charge of lesbian sexuality. I’d kill them monstrous leeches without A blink, were it up to me. Defend my lady, a goddess, a woman in her own divinity. A woman. Her…

How happy I am already, I breathe happiness. The animal I am, my nature to always grin. I give you My gift to keep, some dice to practice belief. Incredible, each throw’s a chance, called luck, Practising to win my whimsical heart, play romance. You win. I lay back down, looking at the sky, when…

A feather fell into my cupped hands beneath it. I, a solid mountain beneath heaven. When it Touched my hand, it touched my heart, my soul was A light becomes a feather. A vow fell into my hands. To hear your cackle rise. I took off to protect you. A Mountain flying to you, I said…

Established the principle never to hurt your heart, in order The Affective Celestials. Affected intelligibles, established That I’ll always see you in mine eye, and that turning the Nature of mine eye to Beauty. In the body, reside Love and Poetry. Out beyond “His” heart, in you reveals Intelligibles. Stir it all together, in Perfect Mystery…

I’ve been asleep, sis laughing, oh all the ghouls I worry about Missing you I read from source, tristran and ysolt, being in love We’ve drunk That cup And become one in Myth, it’s origin begins In each other Our ending’s Love Feeling no longer exists for my life, but in yours is My anguish,…