r . i . p . Moses of late @ Whitley and Hollywood Blvd . blessings . . into the great beyond . ·*
Q: what is the opposite of freedom?
A: insta-answer: per googol · either "do no evil" or "do know evil", your call
“According to the Collins Thesaurus, the most likely antonym for freedom is “slavery.” However because the word ‘freedom’ has a complex and nuanced meaning, concepts like “dependence” or “limitation” may also be considered its opposite”
I’m leery of beginning any discussion with a definition - for example the next sentence in this essay was to begin with the word “elstwhy” as in "erstwhile", but unable to locate in any search - any · ; nor would i ever emulate William F. Buckley who once declared in the preface of a Webster's dictionary, and i paraphrase “if you want to know the meaning of a word, ask me” - i don’t know? how do you spell "h u b r i s" ? Is it too much to ask that the language we use be a little more pliant in service of understanding, or at the very least, accessible, meaning pliant for everyone, not just the landed gentry?
“Strike Three” you’re . . . , for within three 'sort of' paragraphs on an essay about freedom, i am stymied by a lack of legitimate foundation for simple appropriate word usage. Small wonder our youth are in revolt when what we present as a language framework is incohesive - strike 4 ? Apple’s much vaunted RTF schema for writers everywhere just disallowed the word “incohesive,” with glaring little red dots underlying my word selection - WTF · (like FTS, but different)
How do we get to freedom from here? With every fiber of my corporal being i struggle to be free: of greed, hatred and delusion. I seek happiness - the absence of greed, hatred and delusion. Yet here i sit tethered to a delusion that you, the reader, seek the same - the delusion is mine, not yours. How is this freedom? A man i recently met in the company of my “sainted” mother answered when asked, how does one atone for my people’s behavior toward Black Africans? his reply, “I do what i enjoy and want to do more of that.” Can freedom be that simple? G_d, the female, i conceive you to be, please “make it so.”
This may be the shortest essay i’ve ever attempted; an irony being 'that' freedom is/was, the word i'd 'essay'? Ma - bless her stars - has a yen to extirpate the word “that” from my vocabulary, is that her freedom, or my lack of 'individuation'?
I’ve just eaten a world-class sourdough bread sandwich in a non-European country with cacao tinged frijoles and am washing it down with a whiskey, lemon, turmeric, cayenne and beer concoction - is that freedom . ? . i don't know, but it's fun to ask.
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slavery might become demonic if . . .
slavery is demonic - or they lied -
with "what, when, where, why, how" disparity.
Believe me not; ask the kings and queens who died
whispering, dear g_d “I want to be free.”
Quaint i know, talking smack like we don't got
all those 'rights' right at the end of our wrist?
Can’t help feeling a lot like some robot
spinning threads between fine, thick greedy grist.
Silly me seeing power not possible:
when all you can reflect is what you see.
We are dying; eminently reflectable;
not by what i say, but from what we be.
What fun to know, there is no more to find
than some small question in back of my mind.
jts 26/8/2016
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