Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

1) Mixing in a post, you and that rapist, G, is blasphemy, not kosher On this strange earth, where good and evil spirits mingle, milk and meat 2) Youre a bee, bringing honey, everyday Rivers of milk and honey, flow into my mind Soothed by your smile, domme Wherein the world looks ok 3)The rapist’s…

Your face, and when i see in your eyes, I ask Love, why? Can you not see everything, my whole life, are you not seeing me, G, Can you not see yourself before me?

G? I dont even know what ive done wrong, why are you doing this to me? As if your anger were winter, my feelings wither, all my favourite things, Surround me with loneliness, i fall into a barren land, an unhappy tree, With no hope, but one sprig left in me, will you give me,…

To quote you that night i came back from a bdsm event, i love you so much, too Come, G, i want my love poetry, to praise and reflect your regal beauty, whats wrong People? Why does beautiful poetry offend you, world? I, in singular, protest! Am the underdog, my boxing gloves, my angel wings,…

Now the paramedic i was famously smiling at has got herself her own prostitute, G, wasnt half obvious, someone would suddenly appear from the blue, and do to her, what happened to you, and V, and SN, too

Obviously im not smiling, happy as the freaks lining up, smacking their lipsAre you ok, G? Because if youre not happy i cant beI dont know what ive done, but i know Love, G, Love is love, Love’s Always herself And id love you, always, had i forever another 48 yearsPeople are looking for a…

I dont know whats happened – yet, Life streams in, thru a small creek, in the mouth of a crocodile, theyll try make you hate me for, G, snap down pressure on the heartbeat, against which i wrestle, because youre all i care about, whats alive and pulses within, not a dream, and yet –…

Not waking next to you, my muse, one starts jotting down their ideas, like a Junkie, been up for over half an hour and because I havent seen you yet Im hanging out, G and your perfume becomes a poem in me, blossoms Into notes, of an idea, just enough of you, to tweak the…

When up round belgrave, emerald G, dont you feel, youre in a timeless land? I feel our two souls Connected to this land, when, we both go there in search of each other, discover Something hidden, in this Parallel place, part of us, watching, from among the trees and scrub Our affinity, in wilderness

Fated, we met there, id gone up to the lookout tower in the video that wont send, because ive spammed you too much, From there, scanned all melbourne, from the bay to the ranges, to where i stood on that land, and asked Fate, where do i find my G? Was just before, affinity in…