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Freedom and Alternity

well everybody's world is another one so what to change?

you can not see things as they are just see them how you are

in fact you can not even see how they are

if any definition is just an approximation

or an alternation of the same thing

 

everything is a more or less a faithful translation

and the only performance in the field is love

yes love sees and feels "the same thing"

but it does not give you any explanation

 

it's a sublime free fall feels all like it's all

and not how it is

 

if you're realistic a moment you feel the way you are

without the impossible ambition to see the same thing

see love as a feast of unreality

which makes playing in another's skin a child's play

and a genius experience

to make it like the movies to be another being yourself

 

but to be realistic to the end is to give life the opportunity to be herself

to see for hereself to feel it all as it is

without interference in her internal affairs

 

the vanity of love is that it is a giveaway to likelyness

even beyond life but can not save the world

it can only make it better

 

let everybody's world be different

and that's the freedom

and that's all you can love

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Written by
george-g-asztalos
52 / M / Romanian
Published
Jan 28, 2018
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Notes

At the end of the day we just do'nt want to sleep alone. But if you can make your skin respect your soul you can rest and survive another day :D ))

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