Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

I was sitting In an ocean In my castle In spirit, tell me How you pierced Right thru My root set Between your Thighs, driven me Wildly dissident Step up, relish Every moment of’t

As I see it, earth’s flinging all her love on you: her colour, shape and movements set In the flowing breeze, that she cannot but speak in a breeze passing by, she speaks Of you. Her humans, in cubed drugs and knowledge, tho none has as much guile as you!  Take my heart, then, thru…

This age seems to have lost its nobility, You’re American, what bourbon opened, from Precious substance made, arose like Venus, Crest of a dull age, you exquisite in divine ways? Command, I beg, call forth from a public holiday This poetry, drunk, my ass with its own poesy, Into your hands reign, you in me,…

I knew, as I loved you, you’d suffer, but I could not but love you that night, in the half light Together, slender plant, half visible to my selfish-eyes, your soul radiated for my sight As if in enchantment at such beauty, made of fire desire, I’d suffer you to suffer, like to flame Your…

Me and you, now g, are like the sun and moon now, Like light falling, chasing your shadow How came we, really here, following Beauty, Earth herself, has opened her doors to our eternal love

But why, softer than air, did you care in the first place? Therein, the creatures shadow shapes, lie shamefaced, Who deride from dark places, so full of selfpride aren’t you, Girl from winterdaze? And I’ll say, true, when I die, I’ll say it’s in the glory of domme morrigans warcry, That I fought all of…

Firstly, I got prepared, lay down, and angel sat there on my lap, With many intentions, to be a better person, I simply listened: Why’s she smiling at clouds? Where’s your voice thru all? Disjointed ocean sounds in the people in the sky, and we sailing In clouds as big mamas drifting- breath passes by…

To look plainly on the moon, is just to superimpose thee, And what is Some say she’s a satellite, or a spaceship, I can Never confirm it All that will be Said, I know moons a light, light’s a breath, given By spirit I’ve never needed her so much, as I do this dawn: Where…

Reminds me of thee, sweet reverie, green body, bends, It’s leaves are lungs, takes its breath at dawn, blessed my eyes It seems your breast I gaze on, and this my messenger poem Sends to you this morn: there’s someone in life, who thinks of You constant, now messenger, in leaves soft tremble, return Me…

I met you once, and you’re every joy in my eyes If one of earth’s merciless judges demanded to know Why, somehow there’s beauty, joy, pain, spiritual Insight? Why do I exist? I’d still not know why, I just know your eyes in mine, fuck with my mind, And whys that the greatest joy I’ve…