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I imagine freedom as a sort of foreign concept sometimes and not something I can gain.
It is as simple as running away, disappearing through the cracks of society. It is not having a home beneath a wildfire of plagues.
If freedom was a drink, it would be tea. All natural and sour and bitter but unaltered and delicious.
I think freedom would taste like dandelion tea, bitter and hard to manage but delicious yet. I think it is sweeter than the current acorn.
It would be drinking dandelion tea, looking to the sky.
It would be wonderful, for everyday to be started with a sky not diluted with light pollution or smog. To see the sun in its fullest, purest form instead of seeing it with a layer of filth over it.
It would be lovely, to see the sky through the canopy.
It can be beautiful, to sleep in trees. Cold, lightless nights gentled by the sound of the night, and broken by an early dawn. It would be beautiful, to be full of twigs and leaves instead of concrete and rebar.
When I look at the forests, I do not see a beautiful landscape, I see home.
I am rational, I will not run but I know in my narrow that the moment I have no obligations to society anymore I will leave, and I will return for only three things.
One day I will be in a tree and that is enough for now.
#see normally I stick to pictures but#this is one of the stronger relapses. if I were not bound here I think I’d be gone.#and I feel bad for it. I love my friends; i love (most) of my family.#and I will feel horrible gut wrenching guilt when I do leave#(if I am not dead by then. it is a scary thought; the state of the world is already so precarious)#I will feel bad when I leave but I would feel worse if I stayed.#for now poetry and moodboards and jewelry can get me through the worst of the days#when the yearning is stronger than I am#but I will persist and I will not run because I made a promise and I do not break those#I am sorry to anybody who has read this; normally I keep this blog kind of light-hearted and diluted#but my veil of dissociation is off right now and everything is so so strong#I am not even sure who it comes from but it is mostly me I presume#I think it to be nice to run#one day one day one day#one day soon ☘️🌿🍃🌱🌳
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#sobbing crying throwing up#THIS COULD BE ME#INCOULS BE THERE#WHY AM I NOT THERE#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#LET ME OJT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT#I want free :(#Little woods.#My home my home my home
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Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me. (Stone Butch Blues, Leslie Feinberg)
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The warning is prevalent here. Heavy themes of body horror & anger
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the higher you go the freer you are.
mary barnyard, height is the distance down || t.s. eliot, the waste land || parkour || roman payne, rooftop soliloquy || charles bukowski || pascale petit, sky ladder || tony hoagland, from this height || mary oliver, every day has something in whose name is forever
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Let's run away together, towards a life where we can be free
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