Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

For You My Mother One hundred roses I am giving you My dearest mother for the love, Especially when I have tripped And fallen on my knees, Your kisses were like medicine. The love you gave freely from your heart. Guided how to go through life you show me how to be the person I…

Many words can express the simplicity of thought this one, of great importance “Namely, secure World Peace “ End the Wars-a noble wish. We need Peace now Freedom of speech safety for children when they are at school. The Earth needs our love urgently decrease the level of pollution treat Mother Earth with dignity and…

My Grandma’s Story There are many faces of the Moon. Additionally its phases often change. Always had, and still have Great impact on people: Moon in fact has been one of those, Mysterious, fascinating Orbs. I was a child when one of my uncles Visited his friends- It was dark at night, However, when the…

Imperfect… immature. Selfish, trusting and needy… This is how I came into the world. This is how it began. I needed love. I didn’t know what love was. The very one I knew to seek love from… Had no earthly idea how to give it So, I was… Rejected. Alone. What’s a small town boy…

He was living far away, thinking of her every day, however, the distance was separating them-they were not able to see each other every day. His heart longing for the love she was always in his thoughts only letters that he wrote saying…I love you Put a smile on her face. She was a queen…

The sting of words, The pain of strife, A taste of death, That spark of life. The beast within, The wolves without. A heart of sin? That drives us out. The love of God, The dreadful deed, A God of peace, That met our need. With grateful heart, Forgiveness felt, When at Christ’s feet, This…

I blithely stared out window yon at setting sun, Pond’ring all the things that I had not yet done, I spied a flower in the distant meadow fair, And wished with all my heart that I could join it there. As eyes were drawn to forest green within my view, Where, playfully a buck and…

Though I falter and once more spread my face Upon the cold concrete… I will rise to try again. Though my many empty promises fall on wanting ears Only to be dashed on the rocks… I will rise to try again. Though my love is imperfect, my heart is cold and my faith grows old……