Aware the Freedom

Today, I noticed the silence between my breaths.

Today, here and now, I felt the silence between breaths.

A place where there is no life nor death.

Just naked awareness; self.

It's at the moment that I really know how I am,

Who I am, whose I am.

I have been taught/forced all my life to "fake it 'till I make it"

But, it is truth that makes me free,

Making me the essence of what freedom is.

So, no matter what suffering comes, I flaunt my freedom status in its face.

No fakehood here.

Only awareness.

No suppression here.

Only freedom.

Lost in Transpretation

So many words.

So many beliefs.

So many ways to see one thing.

There were many ways you can skin a cat, they say (since we don't listen to what "they" say to often). Do you skin the being with a knife? Well, what kind of knife? I think my knife is little better than your knife. Wait, but, my knife was a firm foundation- obviously, it is the only tool you use to skin the cat.

Hold on! Why argue over knifes! My cat is better for skinning than ours! One should only have my class of cat when skinning. Anyone without this cat has no life; let the shunning begin.

So many knives.

So many cats.

So many ways to look at one thing.

But, the greatest of these is love.

But, the messiest of these is love.