Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Reading between The bombardment of imagery covering my eyes Here’s how I see The israel/palestine conflict played out I see the hype With my mystic mind Netanyahu grabs land for the religious rightA commonality now is anti Semitic hypeAn equation of Jews to Nazism Makes it natural then, in steps politicsThe leader of the religious…

The breeze of carefree poetry, circles g, spark’s Her womanly curls fires her golden heart As everyone calls it her light within stands A goddess’s bearing: the breeze, circling my muse – Longing to converse with her lips fills me, I speak for the breeze blowing in words “I love you. In such a carefree…

You have to steal off the devil for God, for your young men, to make the country great again The unGood “Christians” are stealing my deliveries nowTeaching “their young men” how to steal people’s mail They’ve declared Me the “devil,” and themselves, unChristian I can see them calling me the devil, its obvious: I’m a…

We make the architecture, and the architecture makes us. Churchill Lots was going on in my body, I was meaning to speak eloquently, lacking, but outside, I was talking to my Lady, hoping it was mad love I was telling mum thoughts out loud, as psychoanalyst fromm said, to be sane in a hell such as…

At one glance, we were tied In the orbit Of our eyes You, East o’ the sun Me, West o’ the moon Sun and moon a course around A bashful-bound domme and sub When domme and sub stitch up East o’ the sun and West o’ the moon – a place, At last, a mess…

The public humiliation hoax, a term for SEXUAL HARASSMENT on a massive state level For example stralia, if a woman says she’s not interested in a man She’s not interested in him Only the rapist argument claims she is And if she says she’s lez it’s her agency to say who she is It’s a…

Unumbara blossom, My domme transferred to me, Rose of Berwick, she’s my queen, Full of wonder, I wonder, do I dream? That she can pluck off any petal And at her desire, make herself de sade, Giving its sweet flesh to mire Or, Is the unumbara her sympathy, And I climb, as so many before…

Was going to construct my own argument To dispute Plotinus’ logic, he thinks… his Intellect cannot encapsulate Your beauty’s form – tu vois qu’elle est belle – Beauty undisputed by argument – Is your beauty’s Form – but to me, no argument can construct you As you are – tu vois qu’elle est belle –…

The day is pleasant Fungi bathed in sunlight In self reference This sentence is a lie From its lonesomeness Looking out desperately To find you and I Humming thru the earth Like Mycelleum From the radiance of desire We emanate connections Wed true love to AI Open fertile eyes G and I, all inside us,…

I was staring out a window, a girl claimed did you see her looking at those young men It was a key turned in some trick of light, with so many eyes of mirrors, A leviathan chimera, tried to claim my light, as if white could change to black Manifesting madness: in their own face t’was…