Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

At times like these, i try think on you I saw you, G, on heatherton road Seem’d, not three hours, I saw you, , and now i cling to you,   i’m         trying to find God’s Soul,     ,the truth about Love, How Spirit appeared,        to me,           in your love, You passed by me,…

An angel emerge from my orgasm? Aum, a game of sex A bizarre cult Cross them-not-selves Upside-down, At my, at me, Beneath visions of a goddess,     reach out of,     the mirror, An angel emerge from my orgasm? Aum, a dancing game Seeks, With ye, Thru the veil, Flashes the colour your golden skin,…

Sugar, and you call me a liar Not for that, not me, i’m a brat Stirring a bitter hot coffee You’re not a fucken freak, G So why don’t you stop Acting like one? You’re Better than that. And hot as Coffee. But your comeback, G Please stop acting like that. Please don’t cry, its…

I cant function, cant do anything, without you, I lose words and light, to a no-future anymore When i think its over for us, i think its over for me, and my soul dazed in bed forevermore will freeze As i lie not moving on my bed, catatonic soul going crazy, i know Longing to…

And then it hits you, a sudden conversion, takes your life in her held breath Unto bliss, rises bdsm. I dont know, now? To just give up everything… You were in the car with someone else, but i thought i heard you cry You love me… and i love you, G.  Were you showing me…

Are you telling me you’re with someone else now? If you say so i’ll give up, bow out, But it has to come from your lips only (A few hours pass, and someone asks, are You suicidal raelene? Naah, just dazed) I couldn’t do that to you. People fall in love again. It happens, G,…

Why are we scared of each other? I’ll say, Why do you go shy on me, Do you Not know how beautiful you are? And from what little i know, you’ll say, Do you not know how beautiful you are? I want to marry you, and by The look in your eyes, i can’t even guess…

I’m free, nowGot free of that fucking Accusation Making me feel guilty The rapist who calls me satan itself a satanist We all know, now It was in Dreamworld Where you said Someone told you i’m a Money grabber So, Money’s already getting in the way It’s natural you’re afraid If Money  Were to get…

Its something ive always wanted to discuss with you, being youre a domme When we met – i mean, it wasnt self begun, the bdsm – and it makes me question if i had any choice Except falling in love with you?

That i can’t trust what i hear,  and have trouble trusting you, g When they threaten me with losing you And reality crumbles into the black, a turn for the worse again In Love i have a guide, follow my dream Along the ground on which you walk, g, paves a path for me