Freedom

What's the point of freedom if there's no one to share it with?

Paradoxes amuse me. They also apparently cause me suffering.

It's strange, but curious.

The value of freedom is largely overestimated in our collective consciousness, or at least it is not fully understood. Many people seem to confuse freedom with independence, and that's unfortunate.

Independence is an illusion of separation, difference, superiority or inferiority, and non-belonging. The concept of independence creates a sort of mental distortion that makes us believe that what is in front of us is not us.

It's fortunate that this mechanism exists. Otherwise, how could we enjoy this game of shared reality so much?

However, this has nothing to do with freedom.

You cannot be completely free if you are independent.

If you feel that your reality is not you, that you are separate and disconnected from anything in this world, you probably do not know what freedom is.

True freedom emerges once you have truly understood how intimately interconnected you are with everything, once you realize that you are not just part of nature, but you are Nature.

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Freedom is liberating in the sense that it shows you how much you are caught in the web of this world's love. It liberates because you understand that you are not alone and have never been alone.

Real freedom may ultimately be a prison of love, a pure interconnection, an innate interdependence, the potential of the impossible, the co-creation of reality, with love for Life and in service to Nature.

To remain free but united.