This is not a poem is a reflection about Freedom

Freedom,what is freedom,it is a physical imposssibility and a metaphysical necessity.
Through a constant battle for freedom we are simultaneously enslaved and free.
Through grace we recieve freedom to the extent that we view ourselves as enslaved,not responsible for who we are and what we do,helpless to engage our predetermined destiny.
In our desperate search in a quest for freedom,in the depths of reality.
We struggle with the daily survival of being trapped on a quest for freedom in this meta-physical world.
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
About this reflection,well we live in a society were we are blind freedom is not a concept is a stste of mind in a sub-reality.
Ask yourself are you really free or is this such freedom lost in our early beginings of reasoning in this society that we live in.

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Comments (2)

Odette67
Many thanks for your reflecions, we have freedom here in England.teddybear
elo69
freedom is the ability to move in any direction...elo
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