Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Im glad youre still smiling, a multifacted gem, from its beams Love alights, brightens Love’s path from your breast, all the way thru my insides, her spirit colours the world in, sets you within it, for my spirits’ eyes benefit, youre so beautiful But youre spoilt, G, and you know it

I know its you, you turn the back of your head to me, now, G, the back of your intelligent, exquisite, noggin, Then you spend all night close, while whoever it is hollers out like a freak, im satan, im not gay etc etc, And i get only a love poem, with the back of…

G, sometimes i dont know, they had all the right elements of you from behind, hair, glasses, but it could have been a set up, youre unpredictable, and set ups are always predictable, so it had all the puzzle pieces, too predictable, but if i get a feeling its you, tho the proper pieces have…

I watched butler, and tsovig and their embrace of everyone at large, as if we’re all invited into their words and hearts, And realisation came that in G131, i was being uninclusive by my own, this and realised i went wrong, This morning, poured out, into the universe, all the hatred put into me, my…

With magic rituals in pop concerts, such culture fuelling the world helter skelter, after falling for your charms, G, that i fell, So helplessly into bdsm, id hated where i found my good people, So strange, a juxtaposition, a concert, in good ethics – of acceptance – Far better than the people clutching bibles, tell more…

I havent seen you much, my lady, im wanting to be a knight for you, But im perhaps instead your qixote, do you smile, sometimes, do you, tho you give the impression G, you think, Ive wronged you in some manner, I dont know how, Let alone taking your flower, ive never even got to touch…

Australia, Scene of a battle, The heaving phalanx, moving in my direction, Everyones picking on me already, Jumping out the crowd, another woman, another human rights abuse lands on me, Shes nut evun gayy, again? i say i love you, G, and they stick the boot in, then jump back in, Shes nut evun gayy,…

I dont blame you for breaking up with me, Im a fuckup, im a loser, with no money, job, friends, prospects, house, or car, What kind of life could i have offered you, G? But if i could offer to be your friend, Im loyal, im true, id stick by you, Id listen to your…

Written to verdis requiem The bardo thodol sounds in verdi’s crystal strings, or from Frankenstein’s doom’d chainsaw, angelic or fouled requiems, From all the psychos in the world or is it just me? How do i write music, G, if i havent had a good look at you, How then can your Beauty transcend todays…

You can yell and scream all you like G, im not looking out anymore, wheres the text before me, G? Not you, but the freaks have lost their lying, hating, creepy, hand over me, and the negative, mini paulines, youll have to find a new game, G, This battle to save you from them all’s…