The full grandeur of living an independent life, in freedom, is seemingly beyond the vision and sensation of most.
The butterfly is free and even the infant smiles at the beauty of its unrestrained flight. But we disdain unrestrained flight for ourselves, we do not comprehend the purity, the treasure, of total independence, total freedom.
We mouth the words (equality, freedom, liberty) but know them not. We refuse to blow with the carefree wind, or be swept by the free flowing stream.
Do we shackle ourselves with social restraints because of a dread of self-responsibility? Or the fear of the full illumination of our own true identity, which total freedom brings? Or is it because we have accepted our role as pawns of greater authority, as children forever?
There is a part of each of us that cannot be but free. It is our soul.
“Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.” Sexton
“Let your mind start a journey thru a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be...Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before.” Fromm
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