Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Like in nature, dem cloud forms connected to dem leaf blowns, sky blowing over rotations of loves empires anatomy, That you with your hair pulled back, and bright blue eyes in a doorway, was no coincidence, was part of some bigger form, World connected to them leg bones, you connected to my thigh bones: we,…

Hunted This way and that, even in shelter I saw an eye An eye that looked at my fear Thru the werewolf mask And the creeps who the fuck cares, when all theyre good for is to bring out my power in my rage? And appear in the mask The mask in the mirror And…

My obsession is locked within my submissive door Always waiting on you to come, I conjure You in pear shape pose form a pattern on a curtain Trawling thru the internet, looking to capture You not there, drawings of women, a cloud forming Your face on their form daydream thus, All day long, in sleep…

I made a rule of Okris advice, that one could travel the earth, and never be wise, Ireland And in this journey to myself, Stralia, was to end up somewhere other, loving someone else, this buoyant energy, afloat in an inland sea In midst of Berwick, where fog creeps over, bewitching mad party round me…

Your eyes are cast deeply, enchant my thigh, and it’s delirium in honey, your voice inside, you enchant the pain all worthwhile wow it feels holy, my enchanted thigh, wow I could smile like the world was holy, too, and take our love everywhere with me, high in a smile, Just because it’s love at…

In the soft place, where you return home to my thought, is like the humidity in summer air, suspended, never far In the infinity between two opposite mirrors, is a return to this space here, to linger, In the tension between two opposites, night and morning, is me returning, always returning, like you in your…

Down the path, and down the road, the castle walls, the wilderness, and cosmos – How do I get to you, g, my dear, when before me, everywhere I go, God onward goes? Lost in hazy recollections, an intergalactic art critic, one asks, how does one draw compassion from the Mona Lisa? But look! In…

Thought I’d be what my mother always wanted: an heroic vigilante So like super girl on an acid trip, my mind pierces into the universe, To find the key lies neath encapsulation and spectacle spectacular And in meaning, the only driven purpose, a maddening desire, to curl Upon your beating breast, and retire, blessed, wherein…

That I reveal myself to you, over and over, flower, Everyone knows, and thats why things go The rose, a tendril, your curl, exposed Ripples like a thorn full of blood unquenchable, She sings your secrets, hidden in her like Bells, my heart never tells, lives unspeakable And then reveals herself, everyone knows But to…

Lost in time, climes of Mt fuji, held in longing Do you know, g, the measureless circumference around her longing, The unbounded herself, desiring, and do you know, with a ring on my finger, I’d take you toward her, in my longing, and I’d let you go, me for you, Into unbounded selflessness, I’m not…