Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Every single morning—without exception—the husband would let out an enormous fart the moment he got out of bed, then burst into uncontrollable laughter. And every single morning, his wife would scold him and say, “One of these days, you’re going to fart your guts out.” Thanksgiving morning rolls around. The old man is still asleep…

This slow-cooker beef stew is rich, comforting, and incredibly easy to make. The meat turns melt-in-your-mouth tender, and the gravy is perfect for soaking up with a crusty loaf of bread or a scoop of buttery mashed potatoes. To balance the richness, serve it with a simple green salad or steamed green beans. If you’re…

There are habits that announce themselves loudly, demanding structure, discipline, and constant effort, and then there are habits so small they almost seem insignificant. A daily spoonful of extra virgin olive oil belongs firmly in the second category. It doesn’t look impressive or promise instant transformation, yet over time it has shown a remarkable ability…

When my son told me I wasn’t welcome for Christmas, I didn’t argue. I didn’t raise my voice. I didn’t ask for an explanation. I simply smiled, picked up my coat, walked out to my truck, and drove away. To him, that smile probably looked like understanding. It wasn’t. It was the moment something inside…

My sister disappeared ten years ago. The morning after her wedding, she was simply gone. Her clothes were still in place. There was no note, no explanation. Every phone she owned had been turned off. We searched everywhere, but the police found nothing. Her husband was devastated. As the years passed, hope slowly faded, until…

When I was young, my grandmother often reminded me that “the body speaks softly before it cries out.” She believed that small details—like skin tone, nail strength, or even the color of urine—were gentle signals about what was happening inside the body. Long before modern medicine explained the science, people paid close attention to these…

It starts as a quiet curiosity resting in your hand. Its shape fits your grip with surprising ease, its weight settles naturally, and a small groove or edge hints at a purpose you no longer immediately recognize. You rotate it slowly, noticing worn corners and smooth patches where countless touches have softened the surface. Gradually,…

I should have listened to my instincts the second my boss asked me to “stay late for the rest of the week” to train the woman who would be taking over my position. His voice sounded practiced, rushed—like he wanted to say it quickly before I had time to ask questions. But the real blow…

The story did not begin with urgency or spectacle. It unfolded quietly, marked by a father whose failing liver slowly reshaped daily life. His energy diminished, his complexion faded, and each medical appointment brought more warnings than reassurance. When doctors finally confirmed that a transplant was the only remaining option, the risks of a living…