the will to eat

I saw the Cow drop down to his knees

on the searing hot road but was beaten up

by the one who held onto the rope that maneuvered it against it's will

And I felt a freedom I never thought I’d possessed

yet realised the mirror effect of the world

Where those who feed you, own you and

freedom would never become reality

What if I stopped eating

Would I be free of it all

Would I have the free will then?

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Staring at the ruined canvas with colours she detest and forms she'd never digest to view any longer, she slathered fresh hues to cover...

let it flow through you, acknowledge it, the suffering shall also have place in your thoughts now Eventually will give root to wisdom and...

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