Tag: freedom
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tree of life
From a small seed I grew up.Through many seasons, moons and storms. They say that each tree is unique and in the trunk the many years in circles to its core. I am deeply rooted, what I need is water and a sincere treehug. © E n i s ∞ r song: Immunity – Jon…
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Repetition
The same loop— a repetition of a repetition—until the momentum builds to fling you out of it and allow your journey to continue. Even when you feel stuck, nothing is eternal. © E n i s ∞ r song: Collider – Jon Hopkins True mastery is born from repetition.
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Sandcastle
At the edge of early morningI built a castle made of goldwith towers greeting newborn sunlightand moats in quiet ancient cold. But from afar there came the breathingof the sea that slowly nearedher fingers silver salted driftingtouched the work that I held dear. One wave a soft and foaming arcmade trembling walls give way.A second…
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fire dragon
When all impulses have blown themselves out and the celebration is over, reality kicks the door open for a new breeze.From the ashes, the journey may begin… © E n i s ∞ r song: Open Eye Signal – Jon Hopkins
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the free fall
Perspective — sometimes it can have an attraction,a gravity that pulls downward instead of upward. © E n i s ∞ r song: Fall Out – The Police
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human nature
Human nature is a complex being, appropriate to say that it requires customization to teach ‘this being’ from its core to experience the natural outside world with newfound freedom because in ‘captivity’ this may have been unlearned to get to that core. Could you say that in that inner core there is no universal truth…
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re-new all
Could you start over? Leave the old behind and step into a new life. A different city, house, and country. New connections. Would you also renew yourself? Or would you remain the same, shaped by your experiences? © E n i s ∞ r song: The Sound Of Settling – Death Cab For Cutie It…
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walk & wander
We walk and wander,on beaten paths or through uncharted ground,always in our minds,seeking meaning in who we wish to become. At times it seemsour spirit drifts far ahead in thought,leaving the body trailing behind in quiet matter. Those who live with awarenesssee along the way more patterns,messages, and subtle signs.The mind stays busy,while the body,…
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old glory
Above the abyss Like a black knife through mist, carried without a sound.It is not heaviness, but a weightless spreadingof soft feathers over invisible mountain peaks. A watchful eye, not to neglect,lest it stray from the path. Every height knows its pull:the abyss. © E n i s ∞ r song: All I Ever Am…














