Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Went for a high g walk, a weightless walk on the moon, away from my own bad thought but many bad monsters all of own bad thought in the suburban wilds, with phone camera, evil eyes cast out at me their red lights one can’t quite make you out, and glances around for your light passed…

A wave returning to the sea When all’s been stated, that ever possibly could be Time, in its infinite possibility, returns to her sea Come home to me I said, what you do you do to yourself, you do to me, And what I do to myself I do to you, and vice versa, My…

Lungs of outrage now, selfish and greedy, I want something, anything of you g, to grasp, Just human love, some air, Just lie there Screaming With you So, you lie to yourself Say my tongue lies All the Tracy’s of patriarchy, twisting your ear Telling you you’re not loved? Fact is If you loved yourself,…

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…