Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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Fretting on Forgiving.
Celebrating forgiveness. The prompt of the weekend is celebrating forgiveness. Well this is having me stumped, and Robusta does not help. When in trouble ask mama, and my 75yr. Old mama has a simple rule..(She is a math teacher) that is write the data out, then identify the constant and calculate the unknown. “Forgiveness” seems…
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The Entity called spouse.
It is Friday and instead of nursing my Robusta at the mango meadows or 91 springboard, and mulling over why Kerala got flooded, I am listening to Maria go combusta… “How can I prove that I am alive? Do you think slicing my wrist will help.” Though the right answer for that would have been,…
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Little Information Horrendous Broadcast
I am looking at this movie called the Jaguar, a Telgu movie dubbed by goldmines production. The way Ramya pats herself on the back for son’s serial killing. The law enforcement agencies do not hold him accountable for the serial killing, instead the public is rooting for him, and after all he avenged his father’s…
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Trespassers Will Be prosecuted.
With these wonderful workshops that are popping up on relationship building, money healing, leadership building etc. Etc. (BTW I do make some money with money healing.) I am launching a “social diva training” I know it is gender biased I do not know what the male equivalent for diva is, somehow “hone your social dude…
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A check list when you visit a sick person.
“Mala uttaure Deva” Aunt Ursula was demanding of our father in heaven. Like he would want to saddle himself with another whining, dissatisfied soul. I can imagine her entering the pearly gates and telling St. Peter, “tycha phatley saaf kor” and out of sheer fright St.Peter would pick a duster to dust the pearly gates.…
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The Toykin
The terrible toy eating Toykin is here. Ten pairs of green fleet, Crawling down the Fleet Street. Eyes like a cluster of mustard seeds Tails with shiny crystal beads. Tip toeing, sneaking and peaking. Toykins comes from Toyland, It’s the strewn toys he cannot stand, To the forgotten toys he lends a hand. Quick, let’s…
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