Sunday, November 21, 2010

Pottery Barn Charleston Slipcover

obsidianlily @ 2010-11 - 21T20: 45:00

After all, who really want freedom?
's not a rhetorical question as it might seem: in the end we are all looking for an ideal point of reference, something to follow. Even those who played the leader is strongly influenced by the desires of their sheep, almost begging for stakes in the ground of self-determination. I'm talking about strong, independent girls looking for a companion stronger than them, inexperienced young people who tremble in the face of a 'white paper', people almost proud of their ignorance, following the first charlatan who sells them an opinion rather that remedy.
Council guidance, wisdom-now there is no point of reference as a unique time could be religion. Or the televsion. Everything is now in a confused 'no longer know what to believe', overwhelming the individual.
And if the outside world becomes unreliable, the only escape is individualism. Find a fixed point in me ... well, very few make it. Choosing is hard. Decide it's even more. And the limbo of indecision is torture. Good
modern era at all.


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