Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Across Australia-wide, giving its own version of news to the Fate-women Soul mate g found in its starscape, sky portals into its virtual landscape Can we be for each a place to escape, in each other’s arms, goddess in god Held a moment, then let the Earth’s kings do what they want, Love’s a diverse…

A flower that bloomed just for me, from her head Sprouted a worm, it said to my flower-girl, “Only satan Could love you,” so my flower called me the devil, And like the devil, I hurled a storm at my flower Girl, and I hurt that delicate flower, too, the most Precious thing in the…

Searching round My belongings early morning, its Still dark, and God’s in me, looking for a sign Some communication Some angel might show up in Visions of you to tell me in birdsong the beauty of hell You to arrive, declare “I am your goddess. I’ve come so You can fulfil your vow.” I didn’t…

I told you, g, they can’t justify what they’re doing cause it’s evil, so they attack me Say, for example, I wore a sleeveless tee for my lady The jealous bitches see me and think it’s for males. With their Straight minds, they attack me, say, for example, yesterday this Happened to me. Today, they…

That the whole media were behind Trump, chanting, “the power of one” Survived another poisoning today That’s good Or is it? If we’re on a pulley, being pulled to rise and fall On civilizations A power-source Each of us You and I Being pulled Vibrations, amid a city, align In a soft frequency Try, my…

A bird arrow flies straight thru, I go round, looking out for you. And when you grant me a look at you, I feel I’m gazing on your Heavenly body, and ask for direction: how must I travel To get to you? North and south are polar opposites, heat is Light that travels upward and…

In the game, N, the freaks sit on my back. That’s how they assume control. They whisper to you, who rules my world “See, she does this See, she doesn’t do this” See, N does this See, N doesn’t do this N is the freaks view of the world. At the same time N is…

Upright falling: the moshpit clapping, in vampiric hunger Passed into children, around our dying Earth Mother, in such Rapture are animals thrilled by the smell of death off each other. Thanksgiving stands still in the soul, prayer invincible. Hellfire words spoken, dispute together, crawls their sin child Back into hell. How grateful I feel in…

The soft moonlight In your dark brow, G I see The soul is rotting In this country Get out of here, flee How I fuck up They portray us In public rivalry Say, “Raelene’s lying,” “No, it’s G“ War on us in vanity Take your soul from Here, G – take love As my keeps…

See? What mighty strength I’m up against! Honest men editing social media! I can’t post it… I’ll stand my ground with the love of my goddess Hahaha