Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Negative turns to positive and pours from an everlasting cup, G Even tho the freaks have people planted outside my house monitoring me, and coninuously commenting on everything i do 24 hours a day I fight, it gives me strength Even tho people tell me im making them up Ive not gone mad, the freaks…

do you know every single woman we passed looked like you? do you know, because of you i fell in love with all of them? because i was looking at them, every one, beautiful, but potential, i saw in all of them, your perfection if only they were you!

I thought i saw you when i set out, G But im not sure, my anxietys bad sometimes you look really heavy, lately and so angry, ill cop it, its This scapegoat thing with me, now its changed you, and your hearts changed me and its changed things for every lesbian on earth And the…

ive been asleep 12 hours i awoke, i thought drugged i awoke i thought, and they were talking about “winning” i thought about you, G your big heart as Love’s clock expands around us, among time thats bending, could be a holocaust present, and the nasty and the compassionate are brought out, in my eyes,…

And you smiled at me, G! And you didnt look lost when i saw you Its disturbed me The other day you had tears on your cheeks And today you looked lost And i dont want to be the cause of your misery I want to make you smile Ive just never seen that before…

The freaks dont give me five minutes anymore, G Heres a summary of five minutes, G Me, a schizophrenic, giving the freaks a lecture in sanity Havent you imbeciles heard of ptsd? Have you never heard of psychology? Yknow, like, giving someone time to THINK! The latest “argument” includes no thought with it The argument…

my point is, ive never given my consent, it tells people i have! it claims im not lez, apparently this justifies its claim its het sexual harrassment is consensual it tells people im obsessed with it it turns up at my house at the same time i wake up every morning and when i go…

im in a dinghy, in the middle of the ocean, theres freaks circling the dinghy hungry eyed this is how lifes become heard in our heads swimming round a cartoon the sharks of Reality question are they making me up? the sharks now formed a board meeting called Judgment youre not gay, no, youre not…

what’s a prayer full of pain? my voice echoing the absence of you does God/dess feel the universe that stabs thru your name, G and my heart’s in pain can you hear my prayer, too? shooting thru Love follows the highest a tail of a comet a trail seeks to find a prayers path to…

the wind could blow me over the road beside my splattered guts and it hurts because i know you love me but you threw away my feelings as if i was litter