Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Firekeeper    at 3  the world burns  alone  I keep cussing  because I keep cussing  off the smallest fracture  of sagebrush  shadow  eyelash.     Spire    A boy struck clouds  the shape of his brother’s mouth  so it’s raining now  varnish  wine  midnight  concrete   sit sit sit  the cloud is a lung  and…

here’s what’s happened since u were last on linkedin  ur dirty sayonara  this lifestyle yanked away from me  ludwig kim jones fav boi he put his fats on it  o’hara considering the muse as demon lover  plath looking into the eyes of demon lover  this jack of hearts  always drinking too much  in the middle…

Dear    When a big cosmic hand Runs along the back of the Pacific Little bits of ocean dust Untethered Jump into the air  Cling to the fuzz on your cashmere sweater Cling to the hair in your nose  The light today was donated to us anonymously Body-cold. Heart unbeatable Spine a chewed on branch …

  Mom doesn’t speak much lately because trees don’t talk. Be like a tree, she said in the past, only I wanted to be a bird. Mom never paid attention to my needs. She claimed trees are better, they bend but don’t break, trees are strong, grounded, rooted, stable. Mom doesn’t talk much lately, doesn’t…

  For years, I’ve played the penny whistle without sheet music. I hear songs on the radio and try to match their notes. Some of the ones I know best are “Thunderstruck” by AC/DC and every song by Paula Abdul. This year, in the winter, I had nothing to do but 1) play the penny…

  Imagined warmth can sometimes be better than real warmth. The TV glow gave me goosebumps. Placebo or not, it felt warm. But as nice as it was, the static on the screen proved unbearable. My twin sister and I tried our best to put up with the intermittent scrambled signal on our Philips CRT,…

  The cat stared at me in that intense way of cats, which some interpret as deep thought but really means the cat is trying to determine if you’re edible or not. When I learned cats obsessed over killing, and not cuddling, it made me like them better. Still I don’t want one. I didn’t…

  IT’S NEARLY SUMMER break and you’ve grown accustomed to walking in the rain. It rains. You duck inside your favorite dinner bar and order your hot dog with the works, dill spear, Jacob Best. You finish your dinner and are about to leave for class, putting money for your bill and a generous tip…

  We’d actually won the trip in a drawing. There was a raffle at Bradley’s work and he’d put his name in with a ten dollar donation. It was a fundraiser for the Estradas, this family whose house had burned down after their daughter had hung her sweater from the wall heater to dry. First…