Canvas binds me, only colours can set me free.
Words bind me, only thoughts can set me free.
Only through closed eyes I can see, 'coz THIS WORLD blinds me.
Freedom. To get freedom, I have to become a rebel, not a rebel; a radical, a heresy. I'll have to fight everything I've ever known. I have to fight tradition, break off of society 'coz they're prisons designed to suffocate me from my freedom. Every custom in our tradition leads us further from the truth. Everything I've been taught since I was a kid keeps me further away from freedom. Teachers who told me what to think and what to see were my enemies who took my freedom. Relations, responsibilities, commitments keep pulling me away from freedom. Who is supposed to have the carte blanche for my life? Not me? Do you have freedom? Democracy? What a joke. Freedom can't be political. It is philosophical, it is spiritual. Freedom is divine. Freedom is not racial, it is not sexual. Freedom is not even human. Even my dog deserves her freedom! Freedom is celestial, it is cosmic.
Freedom is only what we've heard it is. Freedom is only what we know we've been needing to feel. Freedom is something we can never have nor see nor feel! Freedom is instantaneous, 'coz we touch death at the moment we're free...................
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