The worst kind of control is control through love. The type that hides its fangs with a close-mouthed smile. The type that adorns your cage with bits of food so that you keep busy nibbling with gratefulness and that teaches you that silence is harmony. You can only be a victim of this kind ofContinue reading “Control through Love”
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Choice
I consider the most central word in life to be: CHOICE. Not love, nor hope. Not freedom, or happiness, or acceptance. Nor is it togetherness, or faith, or health. To me, the word is Choice. You always have to have a choice in life, a choice to love, or to hope for love. A choiceContinue reading “Choice”
Beisan's Burble 