Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Most people shy away from Love and end up with a convenient companion, always regret somewhere losing themselves, its called suburbia, found my Spirit in you, my Muse, as if you were some poet’s religion I dont know about you G, to me lifes an adventure, and ill risk my Life for your Love

Someone was yelling “take me off her,” it woke me up, G, id rather youd lay next to me, And nudged me, but someone was there, instead, werent they? What do you expect, G? Youre the domme of every subs dreams, and im the sub of every dommes dreams, Gravity pulling us together, bound i…

As if Beauty put her only begotten Daughter on Earth to fill people with Awe and Love, a beautiful avatars face, a dancers grace, orchid in blooming colour, a supernova burst, no queen of Rome, nor fairytale princess, or any other woman – no beauty from this Earth could compare to your Perfection, And filled with…

You stopped, i think at that moment, seeing Eternity before us, we both chickened out, And i was left alone again, with the birds

Haha! Thats uncanny! Did i just see you again? I just walked out! Happens all the time, tho, so it would be uncanny if it didnt, woman of a thousand bright faces, gleaming from the crowd, rare jewel, i lose and find all the time, G

My usual time, yes, i know ill get insulted, my delight for the eyes, to walk in australian rainfall, to see you, G, you look happy, my happiness, rain, hail, or shine

My elven ears heard you say sorry, G, Love talking to me, dont be sorry, honey, in a lot of ways you have it worse than me, her Lover replies, G, im sorry if anything to do with our Love, if how youve Loved me, makes you feel guilty, i feel your guilt, too, G…

My education began, they cut my umbilical cord from Earth to Heaven, Severed speech from birds, because they couldnt remember their words, Doc, ive been told im a Mind in a jar – or one of their empty temples, Until i felt within my Angel, the Land stir, And up rose Babel, in Spirit, When…

Youre an everchanging work of art, G, youre so many portraits in the traffic! Im yet to uncover a way to write what i cannot say, Ill let you be, in respect, not touch that veil of yours, and place your soul in my arts cage, You’re too precious a bird, ill release you again,…

My whole world crumbles to ash in my hands that slip thru my fingers like sand, Time could go anyway, is she still angry, or will she forgive me at last, I love her, tide gone out to sea, old time love and modern love, together, bring her back to me, For i cant function,…