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Losing Liberty

By RC Chapman

Lost ones always find their way to reality, for it is the purpose of this times being. The path has become murky but the silt is settling to reveal the clarity of what is true. Only in losing everything we once knew to be right can we dare to turn left. Looking in the mirror to see our real selves without masks or makeup, ugly is the new beauty. Imagine an existence of no longer trying one another. What thoughts would be possible without worry of appearance & image? Imagine. Our beings, no longer machines working to consume & contrast, animated to the atmosphere surrounding, we are drawn to the differences. All suffering is the same. It’s a distressed being sending out silent SOS’s.

Minds have been courted into false faiths & forged dreams, making the masses pay for their originality. To see to this, openly surrendered minds needn’t hate that which keeps it dark. Go through this nocturnal nightmare with light & let it shine. Encourage others to do the same. You are not here for fame so only seek those who’ll fan the flame. No longer be content with physical wealth. That too has been lost in the fire of rage & melted. See it burn along with the desire to accumulate more & more & more & then some. We have become weighted down, tied with the ropes of regression. Let it go & it will let us be .

Hands now free to grasp ideas instead of being swept in the current of events of false history being taught. Salacious specifics absent of actuality bind those reaching outside of themselves. Those who can’t comprehend swing closed fists hitting & hating those who seem different. Uniforms oppose diversity but are we all not human? Are not our bones not white & marrow colored the same blood red?

How are we open to life with a closed mind? Shut down, stand up, no longer do what we are told. We compete with anyone who will race us, seems better than us, makes more money than us, or puts on the façade of being happier than us. We try to climb the ladder but it seems the people exceeding us have slicked the rungs with oil. Culture has conditioned our fate to continue a game with no victors. Pawns & schemes pretending to prevail, as we fall into the abyss this is where we are left, in the darkness of liberty lost.

This article was written by RC Chapman and originally published by The Unbounded Spirit. RC wonders around the world writing & attempting to show others their own light. After surviving the military, receiving an MA in Psychology, & experiencing the dark night of the soul, RC is attempting not to fight the old but help build the new. Follow RC on twitter.