Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Tattoos, scars and freedom

There are points in my life, when I am aware of over analyzing life. I step back, breathe, and suddenly remember that all there is to do, is live well.
Half of my battle to maintain freedom, is a fight against myself. My own emotions, my own hesitation drags at me, often more than any other source. Why? Why should I be at odds with myself? If there is any neccessity in the perpetual flow of motion, its that you are at peace with existence; at peace with your own mind. Freedom only takes root, when you start to become liberated from yourself. The thickest walls, it seems, are all in my head.

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