We are like chickens and the illusion of freedom is important. I take my freedom to live outdoors serious. While I may die in the end as you will, I will scratch for my food and run when I can to play. The cages of life are not the way to live…
I am a far cry freer than most people from the west, though I am not free, I am just freer than you are. If you are reading this from a western country, or at least 90% of the western countries, you are very repressed and it is in a controlled psychological way, in which you do not see it coming, as it happens…
I still have rules and regulations that piss me off and upset me. I still have to use metal detectors as I cross international borders, but I live in a world full of loop holes and that is freedom. Freedom that allows me to make decisions and maneuver accordingly…
Niemand ist mehr Sklave, als der sich für frei hält, ohne es zu sein…
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free…
Bk. II, Ch. 5; source: Die Wahlverwandtschaften, Hamburger Ausgabe, Bd. 6 (Romane und Novellen I), dtv Verlag, München, 1982, p. 397 (II.5)
I am seeing that we need to get back to our roots in this world. For we have out-stepped our founding and we are not capable to assimilate the data anymore…
I read a book once called “Automata” and it was very compelling and thought-provoking. It had to do with automated beings and what was left of the human race, was trying to stop the next level of evolution; into Robotics…
I do not falsely think I am free and I do not fool myself to think I am totally free, I just realize that my boundaries are many times less than your boundaries. For I have stepped outside the box into a new box! This new box allows me to manipulate many more levels of aspirations and desires than the last sealed box. It was not easy to find the only way out of the last box and it cost me a small fortune (In fact, it cost all I had to my monetary name to buy my way out of that box called the U.S.,) but it was worth it…
I remember that Sveta had to send me money ($400) from Russia to allow me enough to eat in America, until I could finally board the jet to Moscow. I had spent every last dime on bribing my way out of the U.S. and I was flat broke. I had to erase my past and that cost a small fortune and I am lucky I had that small fortune to do it with. Greasing palms in America can get expensive and now you know why I think Russia is not corrupt at all in comparison to the US…
This post of mine today was inspired by my sweetie; she said something the other day and it struck home with me…
She said over an official statement from within Russia, “That is just propaganda and we all know it!”
Then it hit me; She and most other Russians have an uncanny ability to see through the lies. Sveta like most in Russia I know are able to look through the forest and see the trees. They ignore what they want to and kick aside the rest of the crap that surrounds them everyday. Russians do not care about official this and that. Russians care about the ones around them most dear… (May they never lose that ability!)
Yet as I live here in Russia, I watch the noose slowly being readied for Russia. The freedoms erode as water running down a very slight slope, just a drop at a time…
Unless we stop the and or all governments from controlling all aspects of our lives, we will die a death before our bodies actually cease to function. Our souls need freedom and those that sell their souls will find themselves meandering aimlessly as they finish their lives on this planet and as of right now, the world is very soulless…
For I have tasted freedom and I like the flavor!
WtR