jimmi;

I have recently become an avid fan of post secret. This whole idea of sharing your secrets with the world really intrigues me. There is this whole kind of liberation when you reveal a secret to someone, i know this because the other night i did exactly that. I confided in a person about my up most personal secret and the end result? Freedom. There was a strange sense of insight, vicarious in nature which ultimately gives you what everyone wants...answers. So I implore you, release your secrets you may be surprised on how they are received. Veritas vos liberabit

To add to that note of freedom, it is not freedom in a conventional sense but rather a intrinsic unattainable ideal. People always talk about freedom and how to live a certain way, but the more you live a certain way the less it feels like freedom. However i know i can change over the course of a day, when im awake i am one person, when i go to sleep i know i am someone different. I guess i don't know who i am most of the time, but thats life, you never know what is going to happen so why enforce this banal normality onto us? Freedom in a modern sense is given only to those who conform to social stigmas that result in the death of humanity and the birth of autonomy. If someone pefers to release their frustrations rather than bottle it up to save it as a tumour, why are they seen as mentally unstable? Why is this such a judgemental and unaccepting society? It is a question that plagues my sleep.

No hate rant today, sorry kids.




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jimmi;

I have recently become an avid fan of post secret. This whole idea of sharing your secrets with the world really intrigues me. There is this whole kind of liberation when you reveal a secret to someone, i know this because the other night i did exactly that. I confided in a person about my up most personal secret and the end result? Freedom. There was a strange sense of insight, vicarious in nature which ultimately gives you what everyone wants...answers. So I implore you, release your secrets you may be surprised on how they are received. Veritas vos liberabit

To add to that note of freedom, it is not freedom in a conventional sense but rather a intrinsic unattainable ideal. People always talk about freedom and how to live a certain way, but the more you live a certain way the less it feels like freedom. However i know i can change over the course of a day, when im awake i am one person, when i go to sleep i know i am someone different. I guess i don't know who i am most of the time, but thats life, you never know what is going to happen so why enforce this banal normality onto us? Freedom in a modern sense is given only to those who conform to social stigmas that result in the death of humanity and the birth of autonomy. If someone pefers to release their frustrations rather than bottle it up to save it as a tumour, why are they seen as mentally unstable? Why is this such a judgemental and unaccepting society? It is a question that plagues my sleep.

No hate rant today, sorry kids.