Originally Posted by Gnosis5 (Post 247980) Where did all the green go?

Originally Posted by Gnosis5 (Post 249219) Freedom is when you ask you boss what your mission is and he says, "Write your own job description" :-)

Originally Posted by Gnosis5 (Post 249294) Freedom is when I can just be me and no one is going to think I am trying to steal their boyfriend or husband.

Originally Posted by Oliver (Post 249299) Haha...Continue that way, Gnosis:lol3: But...maybe you should feel free to "steal" ...so what? :lol3:

Originally Posted by Gnosis5 (Post 249320) :mfr_lol:Now that you mention it....I went and looked and saw some big "STOP" signs. :nono: However, after a few more sessions like this life will be less of a morality play :original: Freedom is when I can have fun and flirt with men without them wanting to take me home :mfr_lol:

Originally Posted by burgundia (Post 249326) I would really feel free i i didn't have to wear a bra when i go to public places...I just hate it....:lol3: (I feel like in an armour)

Originally Posted by burgundia (Post 249326) I would really feel free i i didn't have to wear a bra when i go to public places...I just hate it....:lol3: (I feel like in an armour)

Originally Posted by Oliver (Post 249328) :mfr_lol: Well, i see you ask for too much freedom, Gnosis...Flirting with most of the men is like to wave a red flag in front of the nose of a bull :lol3:

Originally Posted by morguana (Post 249428) http://www.livingshamanism.org/wp-co...rtist3jpg.jpeg a good belly laugh, so out of control that tears roll and the soul soars this is freedom love m x

Originally Posted by Gnosis5 (Post 249447) Freedom is yet a dream.

Originally Posted by Oliver (Post 249451) Gnosis, Freedom is a lucid dream, actually :wink2: Blessings

Originally Posted by Gnosis5 (Post 249453) I'm not a lucid dreamer but I've heard one can create one's own universe in a lucid dream.

Freedom
written by Khalil Gibran

And an orator said, "Speak to us of Freedom."
And he answered:
At the city gate and by your fireside I have seen you prostrate yourself and worship your own freedom,
Even as slaves humble themselves before a tyrant and praise him though he slays them.
Ay, in the grove of the temple and in the shadow of the citadel I have seen the freest among you wear their freedom as a yoke and a handcuff.
And my heart bled within me; for you can only be free when even the desire of seeking freedom becomes a harness to you, and when you cease to speak of freedom as a goal and a fulfilment.
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,
But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.
And how shall you rise beyond your days and nights unless you break the chains which you at the dawn of your understanding have fastened around your noon hour?
In truth that which you call freedom is the strongest of these chains, though its links glitter in the sun and dazzle the eyes.
And what is it but fragments of your own self you would discard that you may become free?
If it is an unjust law you would abolish, that law was written with your own hand upon your own forehead.
You cannot erase it by burning your law books nor by washing the foreheads of your judges, though you pour the sea upon them.
And if it is a despot you would dethrone, see first that his throne erected within you is destroyed.
For how can a tyrant rule the free and the proud, but for a tyranny in their own freedom and a shame in their won pride?
And if it is a care you would cast off, that care has been chosen by you rather than imposed upon you.
And if it is a fear you would dispel, the seat of that fear is in your heart and not in the hand of the feared.
Verily all things move within your being in constant half embrace, the desired and the dreaded, the repugnant and the cherished, the pursued and that which you would escape.
These things move within you as lights and shadows in pairs that cling.
And when the shadow fades and is no more, the light that lingers becomes a shadow to another light.
And thus your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.

Love Always
mudra

Originally Posted by truth and integrity (Post 253110) [FONT="Century Gothic"]What a peaceful, loving, and inspiring place with so many beautiful and loving souls.This tread was my first where I posted. Well, I feel like I am starting my relationship with Avalon. Thank you for wise and loving words, art, and beautiful songs. I supposed to have laughter but my heart has completely melted. I still have many pages to read, to watch, and listen. And I am afraid more tears to shed but this is what I need now. I hope that I will not get another harsh treatment. :lmfao: :roll1: Love to you all, t&i [/FONT]