I find it nice. Being a free-thinker. In the sense, that I’m
free to think and write. About anything. Without fear of being censored.
Because I mostly write about trivial stuff. Nonsensical things. With an
occasional breakthrough. Into the meaningful.
Yes. Yes. If I keep writing and thinking non-stop. It eventually makes
sense. To me. I don’t have to please or reach others. I can exist. Happily. As
a loner. I try to understand myself, first and foremost. Only then can I begin to
understand others. Unfortunately, much of my life has been spent putting the
cart before the horse. Operating backwards. Denying myself. The opportunity to
be a totally free spirit. I don’t have to wait to die to be free. I hereby
declare. I am a free-thinker. There’s no stopping me. –Jim Broede
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