silence - freedom in the spirit
It is raining outside. I think it is beautiful, the rain has somewhat reassuring. Most people do not like him, just as the winter. I love the winter. I love snow and I love to walk, while snowflakes dance around one and melt when they touch the skin.
There is something incredible from this silence that you have so often in his life. Constantly harassed by the city to run, to buy it, to the oranisieren to do that .. The mind is no peace. Conclusion: Break Down.
silence is something incorruptibility and yet something so precious. We know these things to appreciate too rarely.
What is freedom?
For everyone there is a unique identification. Every living thing should be to live for themselves, as it thinks it would be best for itself is it not the thinking that often keeps us from it and ultimately we may be unhappy .
I say maybe, because that keeps us from thinking of stupid things sometimes.
Maybe freedom means finding a way for himself to be happy. It would be naive to think that you in all areas of his life can ever be happy. For every living thing is something else very important. Friends, family, job, one's self.
Not all who are unhappy at work, unhappy in their remaining life.
I for myself think that freedom gives us a bit so we have a reason to get up every morning.
And even if you feel freedom can not.
Is the thought of freedom, not freedom enough already, we may hope for people like us at all?
『优 』♪
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