The pressure of conforming to current lies

Mirrors of Encounters

Sometimes I know exactly what I want to say and articulate, and yet something within me stops me … preventing and thwarting me, like stealing my words, as if threatening me to constantly keep a low profile, never saying the truth…

Maybe it has to do with the fact that all my life I was tacitly told to obey “the natural course” and keep my mouth shut, and I have internalized this permanent ban in order to survive among these liars…

I have frustrated my natural impulse to express myself naturally and unimpeded, making a habit of not being permissive with myself, not allowing myself to behave and act naturally.

Damn it, this curse is about to end!

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About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

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