Being asked not to meet people, not to write, not to talk to people, not to express oneself is like being told not to live. And yet people do it. As a price for love. And that’s how love dies. And out of that death is born obligation. And that obligation becomes life. And out of such a life rises hate. Being asked not to say what one feels, not to express what one thinks, what one believes, is like […]

Categories: Learning, Nature, People, Poetry, Self, Society • Tags: Freedom, Hate, Obligation, Oppression