Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Remnants of the Crusades, have turned up in Australia, the Pacific Ocean You army of reavers, dont even breathe in the air, you attack me on sight, my ptsd, to “strengthen” your argument, but its not Gods argument, it comes of you freaks It begins, “You are not a lesbian, because…” Not an argument, just…

Imagine you wake up one day, to find yourself in a surveillance dystopia The citizens have been watching you while you sleep The whole country is taking part in a new form of social torture, and you have become their target Its an experiment, allowing each of its citizens to become involved in the torture…

Benjamins first artwork dawned in its “aura,” you appeared, G, We believe, art reflects, co-created in AI, see an object, and we lose art, religion, humankind, made soulless? Lose “i” to the bigger question, “In relationship to AI what are we?” In texts on my phone, portraits of you, G, the Eternal interface appears, Who…

I thought you tried to look me in the eyes, for the first time in ages, i caught just a glimpse of that heaven, did you hear all the pain of my ancestors, as they sang in my heaving body, and life keeps coming, sorrow breaking against my heart, in waves, As sure i am…

Whoever that bitch youre driving past with, i might suffer from schizophrenia, but shes a raving lunatic who belongs next to the mad chimpanzees, pulled from a zoos psyche ward, for a travelling circus exhibit Have you lost your mind over me, too?

Lying here without moving, without a tear, ill be dead soon, anyway, But up rises my spirit, the dead risen again, when you pass, smiling, And the future floating, a molecule in the air, wanting more

On watch duty, watching the sky, car sizes shapes colours of people on clouds drift by, Citizens go up and down the road, I watch for her silouette to form all day, from the normality of the crowd, She tricks me again, changes shape, in an instant slips by, Does she love me does she…

Our Love, ever since we met, whats come to be, between us, its Beauty, and in Truth, since we met its not just me, she entered this Otherworldly realm, with me, what i want to touch in you, in the commotion around us, now, the creatures who want to damage her that i want to…

An urgent need came over me, G, when i met thee, how the occult came to influence my spheres, roar against an army of hate, fighting in eternal frenzy, transformed to a warrior on the edge, i asked you, goddess G, what i must do to gain your approval, over that army, and i thank you…

… And everyone saying im not gay for 30 years the note never changed, i was without a prayer, until you, swooping, brought on your wings an impossible dream, that reality could turn in the sky, a bird become the moon, then change into a woman, flying, when i saw you, and began to pray…