Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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G in beauty
Don’t let them tell you you’re bad, say noone is good Then use my twisted wit for your lust And spank me aright When you look at me (I’m in awe) We’re seeing Earth from Beauty’s nebulae, becoming Light From her clay, your beautiful soul Is given luminescent moon-stones A glimmer of guile, to make…
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G infested
Just woke up in the middle of the night, with the song More than a Woman in my head I thought of being next to you, of waking up with it in my head, of singing it next to you So I sang it out loud to you Instead of lying next to you, I was on…
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G in Love’s game
(The idea was influenced by the opening scene of the game We Happy Few) Domme, I play games, our generation’s a cross, ‘tween game avatars and gods Love died in fading hearts, same as Pan receded with forests, avatars replace gods In mirrors we’ve been given, we think we reflect gods, but exchanged rats From…
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G in real Life
I woke with a thunderclap, and I thought of God, and I thought of you all good Those Satanists, the freaks have been leeching off your self-doubt again, eh? Cry like rain, my domme, for them nothings? Life’s your adventure I would gamble my life and reputation, to hear the King of Heaven send In warning,…
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G in mind
Sui generis If I met you in the street A metaphysical argument would begin From nothing, along this street You came into being Old arguments turn into I haven’t a clue Sentences fall at your theoretical feet, and words fall apart into leather pieces Allow For I will be helpless before you, domme morrigan To…
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G in outdoors
Outside, under the canopy of their herald, Flying like the birds, I love looking at you Your beauty is the greatest thing my life has ever known. A guide to my path to heaven Egads! Maybe it would be too heavenly to be together on this earth Is that why the Fates have been keeping…
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G inside
I’m in the loungeroom And I can’t hear anything, the coolers on I thought I heard you out the back Do I go out the back, now? Or if I go out the back, will you be coming here, then? And so on So in a sense, in my mind, you have occupancy I’m in…
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G in crown
Gnatting and buzzing, jealousy painted Over colourless odours, they collapse with a grin Tho who went there? You! You must be the most unreasonable of all, and the Gnatting never ceases wherever you go Of them, who they are, I couldn’t care less, on your Unreasonableness They’ve already impaled themselves: Jealousy killed them, and we’re…
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G in symbols
O, when I look at you, I complete a circle, ’round Some say 喜喜 completes joy, side by side, compound In the triskelion, domme and sub ‘ere bound But, no, there’s no symbol to give you it If I could fix what I see, encapsulate 😍 ____and in your eyes, and you alone see it Snapshot…
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G in the boredom diary
The wierdest part of the boredom diary is how boring It is. I heard you, g, I say I heard you, I have no proof, g No photograph, nothing to hold onto, so I place you In my diary. Started texting, unravelling how I’ve felt. It’s nothing, just how boring life is Without you to…
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