By Sari Hawa.
(I really don’t know what to call the article)
I haven’t written anything for quite a while. Why? No specific reason. I was in my head for all this time. In my Head, in my Life, in my World.
Asking myself questions, looking for answers. Discovering, learning, failing, learning, discovering, experimenting, learning, reading, trying, learning.
Why did I do this? An experiment. I was experimenting. (I still am). This thing I experience every second of my Being, this is my life. I am able to do whatever I want with this little piece of whatever it is.
I can try to fly. I can snort cocaine. I can go out on the street and stab a man with a kitchen knife. I can read a book. I can paint a wall. I can call a friend. I can go clubbing. I can eat a hamburger. I can go to sleep. I can have sex with a man. I can have sex with a woman. I can have sex with both (at the same time). I can show my naked body to everyone. I can clean my kitchen. I can do my homework.
I can get a degree. I can find a job. I can work hard. I can get paid. I can get laid. I can quit my job.
I can do whatever the f*** I want with this little piece of Life that happens and seems to be controlled by my conscious brain.
I am Free. This overused word has become cheap and stupid. But it isn’t. I am part of this World, and this World is me, and I am Free.
We are Free. We are Free, and this Freedom is not “skin-deep, teenage crisis” free. It is Freedom that concerns every cell of our body.
So what do we do with this Freedom? In my opinion, we become Happy. We search for Happiness. We do everything and anything we want to be Happy. Profoundly, Blissfully, Simply Happy.
What’s my point? I don’t know if I even have one.
We have no limits. We have absolutely no limits. The only limits are self-built. They only exist in our minds. There are no real limits.
There is no truth neither.
But again, there are no limits. Our societies, our governments, our religions. Those are only limits in our heads. We choose our own limits, and these limits disappear if I want them to do so.
Start experimenting. Dig deep into your heart and being, and you’ll probably start finding interesting stuff. Perhaps Simple stuff. Beautiful stuff.
N.B That’s just how I feel, quite deeply actually. If you don’t agree, it’s Okay. Just move on with your life…