Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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The day the wind lay down – Chapter 1 – Enjoying the silence
Peter and Annie were still snoozing in bed when they were gently awoken by the soft sunlight and the clear blue sky entering their bedroom… As Peter was in one of his more romantic moods, he thought it would be a nice day for an old fashioned romantic picnic. Looking lovingly at Annie, still sound…
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Donald Duck or Bambi, for dinner?
Donald Duck or Bamby? For Dinner? I must have been about five years old. The maternal side of my family usually gathered at my aunt’s and uncle’s house for Christmas. The party consisted of my aunt and uncle at my mother’s side, my cousin, his grandparents at both maternal and paternal side, my maternal grandparents…
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She Likes Poultry
She Likes Poultry My gal she lieks dat poultry Always readin up on da stuff Books an ledders frum lubbers She jest cant git enuff Shookspare wid his Rumao an Julia And Darndes Inburno She says will do ya Bud her favoright Ov all dat poultry Is wun wridden By her won an onlee Sew…
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A Day in the Life of A Urinal Cake
A Day in the Life of A Urinal Cake Lying here at the bottom Of a porcelain contraption, Contemplating dangling particples And their misdirections. Wondering of worms With their python ambitions. Sounds of spanking monkeys And the choking of chickens. Cocked guns aimed With one eye in my direction. Spelling of names Without the quotations.…
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Daedulus Ponders
Daedulus Ponders I. Desperation Daedulus ponders. His enigma stares Blatantly back Into the face of oblivion. Icarus plays, Blissfully, In the corner; Oblivious of the future. II. Contemplation Daedulus ponders The peregrine that fluctuates On currents that cradle The framework of bones and feathers. Icarus gazes, Apathetically, Through the window Of imprisonment. III. Fabrication Daedulus…
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Defensive Positions
Defensive Positions The cannons bellowed With mouths spewing oblonged obscenities. Hurling bullets of blasphemies To strike down the offensive enemy. Smoke (whisps of words) plumed Across the sky of this hearthly invasion Dropping acidic toxins conceived for devastation, Caught up only in self-preservation. Hearts bleeding out, emotions unbridled Catering to weapons of destruction. Words meant…
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The Great Sidecar Experiment (Finale)
The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Six: Finale Down the last stretch of road we hurtled, like a cannon ball on steroids, and I could see the large red-and-white imperative STOP sign now coming very quickly into view. I was experiencing a greatly agitating awareness of the extreme Fragility of Man. The crossing car was now…
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The Great Sidecar Experiment (Part Five)
The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Five: Solidarity The horrible realization sank into me, that we were in big trouble. Too late I remembered the rear brake pedal, that we never did get replaced. We had figured that the front brake was providing 70% of the stopping power anyway, and we’d find a replacement rear brake…
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Blood of the Scarecrow
Blood of the Scarecrow She tills the fields of regret As a whisper of a woman scorned. Thoughts grown she’d rather forget Of love’s ambition never born. No reciprocation of her toil. The man would not give willingly. Blood stains saturated the soil As his heart was taken literally. Carving pumpkins into his chest To…
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An Angel Crawls
An Angel Crawls Lightning shatters serenity, once upon a tranquil moment, As the vanity of pride capitulates its proponent. Chastised and cast down by a boastful denouncement. Now feathers, charred, scrape across this turbulent sand. The desert inferno burning both knees and hands. Burdened now by gravity, it finds itself unable to stand. It cries…
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