you cannot look at freedom
and have a context as framing it
otherwise this freedom
is only an experience of escape
as much as familiarity
is a slow form of suicide
so slow as if to not see it coming
or fear for its approach
freedom has to have no meaning
otherwise it is a tourist activity
you go there with expectations
pro or con
and comparative truth is your guide
can’t live there
as if totally unqualified
as if a spoof of the absolute
and if forced to live there
substantive attempts are only made
to recreate the past
as if to escape
from the free-fall of freedom
since orientation has no backup
and nothing definite can impinge
motivation is strictly nostalgia revisited
memory is vivid longings reoccurring
now keeps having no transit as means
respect has no lifespan to endow
the brain is only giddy with impulse
one is tongue-tied
with presumptions’ false concerns
cause and effect seem to have no audience
eventfulness perceived is a bother
since only action-packed ‘nothing’ happens like that
and we can’t catch an edge to perceive
freedom is only a concept designed for venting
its only language is originated
from steeps of definitional confines
freedom is the angst response
from reality’s restraining-order ongoing
the only freedom to claim
is to discover multidimensional diversity
as the manifest of oneness through you
as freedom’s koan
yet to be resolved . . .
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