Freedoms Illusion

John Prophet

Freedom,

what is it?

How free?

Original thought,

does it exist?

Is it rare?

My mind,

filled

with what was

poured in.

I could

believe

 many things,

based on what

was poured in.

Where I was

born determines 

what I 

believe.

Local dogma 

clouds my reality,

determines 

what I 

believe,

how I think.

I could be

many people,

believe many 

things based

on what was

poured in.

Once the

cake's baked,

fully formed,

how free

can it 

possibly be?

 

 

 

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 14th, 2020 07:44
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Seek

    Yes, the power of our surroundings in shaping our world views. Unfortunately many of us passively accept received wisdom without questioning it. Nice write!

    • John Prophet

      “Unfortunately many of us passively accept received wisdom without questioning it.”
      Exactly. Thank you kindly for reading my work

      • Seek

        My pleasure.

      • Goldfinch60

        Good write and so true in many cases but we need to think for ourselves,there is a good world out there with good people in it we need to be able to find it and them.

        Can I have a slices of that cake, just the bit with the red and white on it please. LOL

        • John Prophet

          😊 yup, that cake looks delicious.
          Thank you for reading my work



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