Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Half my blood gone, strange, digitally deranged, Red woman hungers, seeks your veins, for now a vivid blue From which my vampirism grew, next day sought, post Your voice, drink your taste, drain many faces, To maintain life’s vital hue, majesty of blue

When I feel into love’s pit fallen, and people say, frankly, well, you’re a bitch I leap into you, green dives into blue, in oceans blended, grew eyes of sea, the first time I looked on you, so full of love, there arrived in sorrow, tempests red, life’s vein Ran sharply thru, the thought of…

G – when was our love overturned, I your wannabe sub, you a domme in love As the world detached itself from the world around us, became jealous, Still, in my heart I sing, no response for me, but the sting of bitches-on-hate’s lust Each grain of dirt held up as stars above us, and…

A stupid hate campaign, lacking soul, g Is all it could ever be Canonised or demonised, fashioned from artifice, I’m just a person, me That’s the dumbest part of this hate campaign, why it lacks soul Pretending being human in its highs and lows, ‘s some crime or some great saint who doesn’t exist, and…

Your picture A happy smile Happy (I’m not going to bother defending a new hate) I’m taking your happy picture (Sick minds, looking on) I’m happy with your smile It speaks itself I’m happy Lol La vie en rose Laughing and dancing, you know I’m smiling your happy smile Love back Smiles for smiles Hello…

You try catch my eyes with your slimy mind, saying, Cmon, raelene, buggerise me, I walk on by, behind My back, you call me whore and slut, yet, not satisfied With that, you pull out your privileged trick-joker, Your Tracy, to insult me, and still you’ll not let me be, You have to come up…

https://www.britannica.com/topic/The-Sound-and-the-Fury-novel-by-Faulkner For best synopsis of this masterpiece 1 Been writing idiotically about g’s Beauty She’s my fictional caddy Her picture, her character, her aura – g-caddy – What can she want of me? Lost for words – 2 Trying to express my love her In a world, condemned – not able, to release – in this…

I wrote about not seeing any snails or slugs, and after a blustering outburst of weather to see what was happening, I looked outside They appeared I was so happy to see them, I thought I’d give them their due honour,  lol

Loving you a million times said, if someone fell back, a million times, get said again – grass mowed, springing into full growth Life, a force unto itself, Hermes at work crafting guile, a gifted muse to call for life’s elixir of health I love you, or if you or I’s love fell, I’d get…

I always wanted redemption To tell someone I love her For perhaps then she’d know I’m superwoman And pass on with her, holding hands past death And I heard it said Whatfore did those bastards Kill jesus on the cross Why not me instead But to show us all, me, life in death And have…