Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

I jest, the public humiliation bubble’s Absurd: yet, I fear the day you pass me, Say “give up” at last, and then explode, Nondescript, your honey, just a sting, Of “slut” or “bitch.” Mostly, I fear you don’t, Your strength doesn’t give a fuck, either, Your power to make me laugh: scares me

For what searching worldwide, lots of us on Google’s news spoon-fed Perhaps in explanation, found an article on Princess Kate and how she was dressed While she herself was wrapped up in kids, a wierd wormhole appeared 1700’s again, erupted in my phone this morning – and I purused, was led A butterfly hole light…

You came drawn up in Meta Thought: Pathways mid-air ‘tween, seemlike a Holograph kingdom floats where they follow Thru themselves a white male rabbit: in thee A diagram From the Meta Realm, two faces appear, Nature’s Logical loophole flowed Good and Bad Mixed, grown thru her love the Meta Realm Where you arrived unkown, with…

Inspiration the Morrigan’s Satire Poem In Daimler Carried aloft in your victory, my heart held in your teeth Only beats for you, g Pass me godlike, while on each nightmare haunts You riding me, my own morrigan Ending this miserable life, blood dripping grinning Your stare pulse of black heat All about you – my…

I was reading Derrida, it made me think of my sexuality, and lesbianism, and the deep fake images of me, that in those images, are made signs, of how lesbianism will be regarded in a new, meta sexuality ie. it’s erasure as a form of genuine female sexuality. I’ve come to regard my sexuality as…

Was watching you, g, you think you’re crafty Wondering what you see – why it’s getting nasty? The public humiliation hoaxThe society gone off course A box chortles its mad teeth It’s thrown its laughter, darkly It’s its own illusion, fuelled from stolen light  It’s its peoples projection, maze among themselves Itself – blowing out So…

“I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do, they’re really saying I love you” A song To love the other In Beauty I’m a great believer Keep saying Keep trying To live the music out For one another But When I say I love you It’s taken sexually I’ve never understood Why bizarrely…

There’s a hibiscus outside the kitchen window, of its Embodied beauty, all heaven raises itself to imitate To look at it is following onto your loveliness I find locked within its leaves, communion with heavens, I rediscover myself, no longer separate, but now As a submissive to you, in this conversation of our love A…

G, in such strangeness, I’m no longer alone People with infected fingers point the devil Dispelled back to darkness, at your word Reach for your light when my own light’s Gone, to find rest my head on your strong Chest, to return your words, tables turn, And at my word, love’s returned to delight your…

Source: PC Gamer https://search.app/RmM87 A photo forget the words and clothing, the artifice, look at it, really, today The catholic church’s history with patriarchy, children, and conformity No women, picture of a young man, surrounded by patriarchs, all dressed the same What is the catholic church’s end game? A picture says a thousand words… Even…