How much talk about freedom, and how few truly free people. Why? Why is it the hardest thing in the world to get a bird to believe that it is free?
It seems that “freedom will greet us joyfully at the entrance” and everyone will be happy, because, as E. Hemingway noted: “The bull in the arena is also neurotic. And in the meadow he is a healthy guy ... "And in response S. Kierkegaard:" People never use the freedom that they have, but demand that which they do not have. "
However, for me, freedom is when you don't have to pretend to yourself. And the opinion of the rest is no longer important. It is like a walk through endless flower fields, without a goal, without past and future, like a light autumn wind.
I wish you such freedom.
The painting is signed on the front side, and the artist's personal wax seal is also put on the back.
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