Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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not a usual poem
I long to disappear in the woods, into the sea, into the skies into the endless blues into oblivion its where I think peace lies, not God though, he’s too human, he’s too flawed to fade away into nothingness where no structures no boundaries exist no burdens, no pain no expectations of happiness no attachments,…
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I …
I want to follow the ifs and the buts lie on my back and frivolously dream of a time yet to come and a person yet to be I want to circle un-circle the possibilities of a life foregone or impending fantasies I want to stretch my legs and wave my toes and draw…
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My abditory
The heart feels brimmed brimmed to the surface of my soul of words, feelings and musings that I cannot let go this ache that resides inside of battles lost and forgotten spills over the brink and dampens my soul I seek a place where I long to disappear to unburden my mind And rest my…
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Reflections
heres to the world that lies within, hidden, preserved by closed eyes I put my headphones on to drown the noise outside letting only one beat surge and ebb hitting the confines I have defined never escaping absolving the feelings inside Don’t be deceived by my exterior don’t mistake these lines on my…
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myStory
(feature image : White charcoal on black paper by @kelseyknobel) And I wrote and wrote till the ink dried from my veins till my mind grew numb and my body weak still, there is no other way I’d rather have it be I’ve traveled the highs, I’ve traveled the lows to come back to…
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One at a time
Down certain roads when I took a turn I confronted reflections of me On every mirror, I turned On every puddle, I skipped The facets, the surprising turns that people never shied to show me the feebleness, the emptiness the callousness, the conundrums like the beatings of a hollow drum Reverberated within the confines of…
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muted rumblings
Sometimes in the silences of the night my mind finds peace it tells its tales of the dreams, it ought to see dream oh dream through the night live oh live a thousand lives the nights my canvas the stars my muse The moon casts its colours On the sky so blue my palette monochrome but…
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An ode to the women I see…
She flies with her own wings her life is her song her scruples, the objections in her path her leisure, her bed of fantasies her world, her perception from her eyes her heart, a mirror of her unsung desires her mind, a pool of its afflictions and aspirations her spirit unencumbered her essence immortalized in…
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Sea
Mystified when the eye meets the sea seeing the beauty and the obscurity meld I search for hours to find what i cannot see where the blue ends where the dark begins I let the sea glimpse into me instead to unravel the thick web , to tame the brewing hurricane I live in partial reality…
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Let it go…
Be still, hold still let it wash over you this grief that comes in rifts stumps the breadth out of you don’t hold it in, let it not choke you Its found its way from within let it immerse you let it travel through your soul grazing the hidden darkness inside let it rain, let it loose keep your…
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