Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

For, G, its only logical i would be a lesbian Take me, and the true assertion about lesbianism “Raelene is a lesbian” Im lesbian, therefore im lesbian It is an impossibility to construct a valid argument to deny someones sexuality The counter “If raelene says shes a lesbian, it is false, because raelene is a…

When youre angry, G, and i dont know, this time, why youre angry with me, life seems at its very end, the univere loses its upheld symmetry, and a circle collapses into a square, numbers jumble into each others value, humanity seems hostile, and the zodiac’s talking of whats going on, as if your anger…

I saw you, white crow, the hardest thing, you know, going over to that servo, so i know, about why you chickened out, but oh well, G, whats life about, not comfort, no matter how shocking ones life is, I know now its going to turn on you, because people are wrong about you And theres…

The vision of a white crow, G, where does she go? The thread’s a tangled web, one walks in circles, forward and back, one goes back over every lead, asking Love, the grass and birds you mistake her for, every leaf shes ever touched, on the trail of the white crow, grows, shes everywhere, yet vanished…

You had done yourself up, i didnt fail to realise, as you passed me in another suburb, but couldnt look at me, i noted, and i had to wait till i got the courage to jump out behind you and say your name, G! Because we both cant resist Love, you done up, and i…

Abstract philosophy, without emotion, the invisible paradigm of love with no connection to anything, covered my eyes like eyelids, and i saw nobody right, and then you, Queen Love become G, a mortal being, and the animals become demiurges, the Otherworld, flickers like sunlight thru the trees, and i was taught how to be human,…

Youd be cat-like, amused, G, im standing in the rain trying to get a glimpse of you over my fence, passing by on a busy road, the sight of you has gotten to me! Glimpses of you in everyone who passes, G, dry in your vehicle, smiling happily, we couldn’t be more different, slave girl…

I couldnt tell if it was you, im sorry, theyre saying you want me to kill myself, now, G, maybe you did say it, and theyve got sources to prove it, and its supposed to be this great thing, so when its known ill end it, i dont care i just wish these idiots would…

Posting the feed of my thoughts, generating my own words, from the footage of them, as they position some avatar, across from me, must have got tired, i think (its boring watching someone do nothing) and tagged the next guy for watch duty, as hes now walking off, and its raining on me, heres my snapshot…

I heard a new woman raise her voice against me before, my war ‘gainst a made up monster, G, does it matter what testimony shes dreamt up about me? Same formula on her blade the rapist used, the chorus says, Shes nut evun gayye, as you know G, im stronger than her, stronger than however countless…