Dear friends,
A few musings emerge in the still air of the summer evening. It was a historic day. Julian Assange is once again a free man.
Or is he really? What does freedom mean if one must pay for it with a coerced confession of guilt? This is what I read in the twilight of this sun-drenched day: Julian Assange and humanity will only truly be free when cowardly attempts to make him a criminal are abandoned and he is honored for what he is: someone who spoke and broke through the façade, even when he knew he would lose everything.
Mattias
Freedom? Is any human being truly free, in the context of our subconscious motivation? Generally speaking, are we guilty of assuming that the perceptual-pretense involved in creating a consensus-reality means that we are satisfactorily, conscious? What was it that Jung said about the generational problem of making our overwhelmingly subconscious motivation conscious? Something to do with the implicit meaning of the truly ancient wisdom injunction, know thyself, and how our subconscious directs our lives, while historically we feel this as the fate of not being reality-wise?
So true, so true..... what a cost to pay to be "free" on paper. Just like Assange, we are not truly free, till we again may speak, without sensure, from our hearts, without any fear.