Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

in honour, I fight for love’s sake, people ask what’s that about, i in singular protest, touted, madness nsew everywhere, today’s age people go around muttering madness to themselves lone fight against madness, collective dont know what it is to fight or love any more keep being you, raelene, mainly to fight myself, I, a knight keep…

I As dawn waits in mystery, sun become day, To make whole, complete, this cycle of Times path Ill throw down my poetry, from life incarnate As if Nature and dawn were bound the same, and Time wins Dawn to draw Time to her bed, and there, submit Become one in Time, dawn break open…

Well tonight when you’re here(less), well I couldn’t say Anything, it doesn’t matter, none of it ever has, and tonight I’d say’s characteristic of your  absence, I couldn’t care About it, it’s irrelevant, you’re domme morrigan call you Angel, it’s high time, but you don’t call, only makes Form of your shadow, is, raven wing…

Long days thru, punished by the lot of ’em, they’re so full of shit, And I’m miserable, without you, listening to their bullshit With all my happiness in you. For all its moving parts, and thinking People, civilisation grinds to a standstill, scanning for you And you appear, there is nothing as beautiful, as when…

So after this, we don’t care who sees us, us two lezzos, They’ve turned everyone against you, as if you’re bad Because domme, then try destroy my soul, claiming I’m not lezzo, tried to turn us against one another in Their evil cliches one after the other, but seeing You is like returning to heaven, again,…

Your blonde hair falls, and I can’t even see how far it reaches! Makes one sweat And your shoulders fragile, to hold, as they always are, and your hands gloved, Not with silk, with fingerless badass black leather, you can see your nails, Just long enough to scratch, a black bra, leather pants with a…

I Sleepy suburbia, since the explosion where one heard the echo of humanity In lunacy of their howls in death, killing love with nothing better to do, but go mad I go searching for her – she was here and now I don’t know, now, I’m listless, I only want her now. She’s in the…

Takes me on Upon me, it’s own image cast Be its choice green or blue Into light warped by blast Deep fake thunder Makes everything resemble This monster, this fake light Casts itself into light Shapes itself onto you If it wants to People see green or blue But tis but conjurer, deep fake, Is…

It was nothing, dear judge, another nothing that fills nazi minds, There’s much filming, deep fake and editing, going round, but it all turns to nothing, dear judge, because nothing happened The accusations this footage of nothing produces are nothing, people who know nothing, say nothing because they understand nothing, They say I’m not gay,…

Begun walking left …Around which an obsidian butterfly maze perhaps if I left My house, I went left only, then perhaps some methodology I’d arrive, at her door, I’d come to the centre a new existence, There tremor, there to whisper Sila ersinarsmivdlugo into her Maze, maybe she’s waiting, be primal, and stupid start Walking…