Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • Outside the window

    The rose-tinted grayness sprawls infinite beyond the horizon. The fog engulfs the castle in the distance, so that only a silhouette can be seen in the distance. Of course, if it wasn’t winter the foliage of the treeline that companies the train track would cover completely the view of the rest of the city, now…

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