“In every instance every individual has choice. “
This statement is what every oppressor/authority fears most. For if there is choice then there is no “one way”. If there is no only one way than what need for those protecting/defending righteousness?
Conduct yourself with this wisdom ~
Eventually it will all disappear.
Conduct yourself with this wisdom ~
Eventually it will all disappear.
Paris 2016
you might love me
you might stand by me
you might be my friend
maybe even my lover
you cannot set me free
you might think of me all the time
you might want to always be by my side
you might dream your life away
sounds kinda creepy
but no matter what
you cannot set me free
you might know better than me
you might shout louder than me
you might be more physical than me
so what you’re a bully
but no matter what you do you cannot set me free
you might be all sweet and tender
you might be just what i like
you might be the one i love
that be more than alright
but still no matter what you do
no matter who you are,
you cannot set me free
freedoms what i give myself
freedoms what no one can take
freedom not dependent on any one or any law
its what i give myself
my own true heart
no one can touch or take or know
but me
Paris 2016
today when i sit at the little outside table the kitchen door in the rare gem of Irish sunny summer i think what if i really focus on those things that i don’t really know. like when those birds sound – instead of just concluding birds what if i allow for the fact that i don’t really know what they or that is – how could i describe what i call bird to someone who had no idea of bird? what is bird if i leave behind the concept of bird. what is sky? what is wind against what is skin, my body, what is the heat, what is sun? not just what we name things but what really are these so-called things? in that relinquishment of naming there is a kind of space a kind of freedom and what is this freedom? what is this space? not their names – but the who I am is that.
oh those days of sun and clotheses
By pdlyons
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Posted in may all who journey, Uncategorized
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Also tagged birds, clothes, concept, irish summer, knowing, knowledge, naming, photography, space, wisdom
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