>≫≫Freedom Iii

A Abdul Wahab Abdul Wahab
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Freedom iii I think I am intelligent but I could not discard what I assert as illusory or false, I keep on hanging and continue in the same way, disorder forces in, life becomes full of contradiction, i can’t do what I say, in other way, what I say I do not do who is to blame? me, myself and I, I accumulate immense knowledge to get freedom but my thought process gets stuck within the periphery of its limitation, no change I could bring in, i remain the same, a qualified ignorant like before, no integrity, no freedom at all, things are falling apart, I have given to choose, i reject it, why should I choose? I believe in my ability to think precisely and objectively. Choosing is a process for a stupid or whose mind is confused, I am afraid of what will happen in future and what have happened in the past that will repeat again, people will die without freedom, this fear eats me up slowly , I seek freedom from this fear, this fear is the cause and my freedom ended up as an effect of that cause like a disease, you may cure it with medicine but I never wanted this type of freedom, freedom with a cause, it is not freedom at all. freedom must be spontaneous and unconditional for which I am in search of since the time I became matured enough.

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