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Melancholia I by Albrecht Dürer Brave acts make a difference, love heals, compassion annihilates suffering, sincerity leads to all hearts, and benevolence crosses all borders. (Tilted Rotten Sky, Rayka Rush) Freedom is the highest human expression of existence. It is a profound sense of autonomy, a feeling that we are the masters of our future paths. In the Western culture, art is the highest expression of inner freedom. It is a similar experience as breaking the ego shell in Buddhism, or getting in touch with the world of spirits relevant for Shamanism. Freedom is not what is outside of us, but within, and it is the finest expression of life that manifests who we are. Any mastery, knowledge, true activism, sincere endeavors, compassion constitute the art of being human. Let's create new freedom realities! This blog is an addition to the new growing mind awareness: expressing ourselves through arts, essays, prose, or discussing topics with an attempt to bring some interdisciplinary and alternative approaches to expand the knowledge and our consciousness. This includes the “new science” that moved from the traditional mechanistic picture of the world to the interdependent world of energies. Welcome to the Pathless Streams of Freedom Presence blog, read and comment poetry, essays, and follow our inspiring sources offered with this interactive blog.

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Vision 1: Vessel of Light

“O gravis labor, et o durum pondus quod habeo in vesto huius vite, quia nimis grave michi est contra carnem pugnare.” Incipit Ordo Virtutum, Hildegard fon Bingen Body is the vessel of light Ready to thorn apart The heart caved in darkness that halts A sigh; the soul lost in too many parts. Once miniscule…

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A Plaything Musical Argument

No one holds harmony strings any longer; See the fireworks rewritten message over the starry sky Pumping a fizz in a Coca-Cole bottle of my soul that you drink… Why are you not here to see a starring vegetarian light Dripping all nectar of a lovely affair? Don’t let the spine of love to cripple…

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Lake Michigan Waves: Jump & Dive

It’s time to jump and dive; Run all winged melody musings on a kite-line straight to the lake And ride a string Against the foam and furry wave bow Cresting the intention arrow and see if life breaks into a real image of drowned hopes and our silky woven plans blown by the rage of…

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Cabin Extremes III: Backwaters

Upside down stagnate day– pitched at times with hypertension of mosquito buzz, stretched dark-green, painted in motionless leaves flat not turning into rain catcher cups; Morning warbled between foxy thoughts on a run keeping up with the distant car brake squeaks on a far country road, tricking city drivers with a sharp, unexpected curve. Noon…