Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Domme morrigan and I worked it out Now the freaks wait till she’s there for the big setupsThat way, they have us both in the “picture”Because now she is being set up too Because as in my defence of her, the truth about domme morrigan There’s no correlation between her appearance and the setupsPlacing these child…

Born midst a battle, I had a goal to reach the end Where God knows, whose thought knows His end Sharks rising, vision’s lost in red, discarding bodies, The head’s disembodied, a delirium, Vision said Love found me there, in love appeared, came Love To me here, “Love is Truth”, the Hag of the Mill, said…

Source was nicholsons translation of Rumi’s love, the hierophant The classical hierophant doesn’t see lgbt The vanities in his own eyes seemed a lie In an act of blasphemy, I reversed Rumi, the poet, downside I said I’ll let my Lover be my muse And Love and Pride, a poet’s guide Rumi never lied, love,…

My judgment relaxes its birdflight Free to fly ‘tween heaven and hell, my crown Mid-air, it settles into the everywhere And in the land of my being, you’re there, g In the more-than-nous that’s become of me For a sovereign land, without love, what do I care? I see more of God/dess than I thought…

Lady, your expert hands touched my Spirit lay, you left me, and my heart Follows your return, in an orb of silent Clues, my clueless head bows, deeper I follow, deeper I go, as a goddess creates Life without trying, herself, mysterious So you shape me, your hands expert

Punching nailboards Seemed to hurt Mad as utter they curses That touch me not But all’s reversed My heart is made happy By thy mirth

If I write ❤️ g:) alwaysSeems to me someone would only yell give up if I’m winning (your hand)Otherwise, there’d be no point to the statement, correct? So ❤️ g:) always has become an expression of the heart, as yoga of the spirit And, if I became a graffiti artist, I would tag ❤️ g:)…

There’s a correlation between me and you, domme morrigan Damn, so many times you’ve approached me And yet it’s not your fault we’re still not together Tho I thought that once, too. I’ve had, for example Some young guy follow me round taking pictures of my ass Or freaks taking pictures of me passing young…

Keep in mind your eyes are the only real thing that’s happened all day How would I even know what you’d say? That it’s impossible How could we see each others eyes from 500 metres away? But as I walked To the house I thought you lived, you were in a car with some girl,…

People say you’ve gone crazy over love of me Then I’m crazy, too, for your dog tag weighs A mountain neither of us knew we’d become Already a mountain caring too much, But I’ll flit at the touch of your fingers Your dog tag lift, as a bird does, carefree Unknowing what it is, with…