Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Sparrows are just like people’s: adult sparrows and sparrows are boring boring and talk about everything as it is written in books, and young people live by their own mind. Once upon a time there was a yellow-throated sparrow, his name was Pudik, and he lived above the window of the bathhouse, behind the upper…

William Faulkner The village of the French Balka was called part of the fertile river valley twenty miles southeast of Jefferson, Joknapatofa County, Mississippi. Once it was a colossal plantation, the remains of which – the box of a huge house, the ruined stables and barracks for slaves, overgrown gardens – were now called the…

M. E. Saltykov-Shchedrin Pompadours and Pompadours In a brief introduction, the author says that this book was written with the aim of shedding light on a very peculiar sphere of life activity, in which everything is so dark and vague that every novice pompadour needs explications and interpretations. Well, for example, a boss coming to…

I stared at the ship motionless. Brightly lit, it rested on the surface of the Tajo. not far from the embankment. Although I had been in Lisbon for a week, I still could not get used to the carefree lights of this city. In the countries where I came from, the cities lay black at…

Carlo Goldoni Kjodzhinsky skirmishes On the Kyogin Street, there were women – very young and older – and for knitting they spent time before the fishermen returned. At Donna Pasqua and Donna Libera in the sea husbands left, at Luchetta and Orsetta – suitors. The boatman of Toffolo passed by, and he wanted to chat…