In pain, grateful and at peace.
Freedom is not always the absence of walls, it is not always in destroying them, it is in the very act of revolt against them and against yourself.
It is not comfort or the pursuit of wild, untamed and insatiable..
It is not always me VS you..or mine VS yours..or ours alone, or everyone's to share.
It can be in the silent defiance. That very moment when you resist simply because you can. Or that moment when you resist your own resistance because you can.
It can be in knowing when to hold back, and when to advance, while the world and life press their weight upon you.
Even in the gentle refusal to act, the ceasing of being another link in causes and effects, there is so much freedom in doing nothing too.
And even in surrender, yielding for a moment to forces greater than oneself, only to rise again.
Or even in yielding for a life time to forces that know how to surrender to your surrender.
It is not comfort or the pursuit of wild, untamed and insatiable..
It is not always me VS you..or mine VS yours..or ours alone, or everyone's to share.
It can be in the silent defiance. That very moment when you resist simply because you can. Or that moment when you resist your own resistance because you can.
It can be in knowing when to hold back, and when to advance, while the world and life press their weight upon you.
Even in the gentle refusal to act, the ceasing of being another link in causes and effects, there is so much freedom in doing nothing too.
And even in surrender, yielding for a moment to forces greater than oneself, only to rise again.
Or even in yielding for a life time to forces that know how to surrender to your surrender.
