Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Im sorry, what century is it??? Oh, sorry, did i step out of my house, for a 50 minute walk this morning, into an alternate reality where, on 27th June, 2026, Australia was not colonised as a penal colony, but became a giant asylum, (Watch out, G, the mad laughter is catching) Watch out, G,…

I really wanna be your friend, i really want to see you, G, i see a shop with garden statues i walk past, a cool raptor there that would look good in our yard lost in Time winding round us, partners in love-talk over a tea-cup, dinosaur-weathered in the garden of love, we grow old…

Seems whatever the universe concieves, comes into being, as we have, as you, G, as my love for you, and the idea in my head, loves too good to be true, bears its sour fruit, i arm myself, ‘gainst every monstrous misfortune, But when it comes to you, i love you so much, to just…

G, i think every woman i see nearly, is you now, and every voice i hear, is all you, i feel youre beside me, as i sit in my room, your compassion, is all the love i feel, And in my old time’s love, to be away from you, and not know what to do,…

I saw you laugh, my dear, beautiful G, and went into a meditation, i am confident, beautiful, and joyful, i, transported back among the wild green, shaped by all quiet creatures, tension drops from ones shoulders, and one hears your confidence, your beauty, and joy, Laughing in my mind, over everything – you, like a…

Im looking for you, G, thru your impersonator who stalks me, you know, G, why i cant stop laughing, now, if im hoping in hope to see you again, and its this transgender woman, my hope is taken by all the straights as “proof” im into men! The correct term is pansexual, shes dressed like…

Ive never talked much in my life, i dont know what to tell anybody, even to tell you that is to say, except you, G, i say everything to you, as it all comes tumbling out of me, as if i didnt know me, in that wordless look of yours, that speaks for me

Theyre calling us monoculture, a generic world, buying up their own brand of generic people, pride flag in flames in england, in australia, go up in flames, two lesbians, future olympic torch for countries to share, New people, reborn, competition of the masses, to become the monomonster everywhere

Out of hiding, come the rats themselves, in my dream, in bed, asleep, alone, G, do you believe the Humane Ministry, yet, exposed? Filled with busy rats, working every night, drawing up plans Of beastiality and bisexuality, with no animal or male anywhere, to speak of, just rats taking over, gnawing on sweet humanity’s bones,…

The next knight you come upon, in this tale, unearthing Mythos, will you curse the rainbow knight for your fate, G? Or find blessings in true love, over us, meant to be, and give the blessing of yourself Unveiled for me, who’s yours, in that forever, Eternity