The most basic of all principles, deeply embedded within the human psyche, it proves to be the one thing precious enough to live and die for. Ensnared, trapped, imprisoned, with its wings clipped, our conscience lies inert under the metal boot of old Fatum. The extent to which we are allowed to control our destinies is what we all seek and cherish – freedom. Inextricably intertwined with hope, it represents the quintessence of the universe. Perceived as chaos, it is frightening, remote and abstruse, but give it an alternative name –liberty - and you will fight wars in the name of it.
Like all powerful things, freedom diffused through matter, flesh and stone alike, and became universal, larger than life.
The human mind, receiving and sending messages with clockwork precision, is the very source of desire and passion – the essential ingredients of hope itself. Will, determination and stubbornness are the blunt instruments in the hand of our freedom, a freedom even sweeter when earned in battle. The greatest struggle is a silently brutal one, taking place in the obscure corridors of our intellect. We are free to do whatever we desire if we have the wits of thinking about it and the courage to withstand the deafening clash of weapons in the arena of self-sacrifice, the place where time, sweat and blood are traded for a single commodity – freedom, the element granting us the power to embrace future, bleak as it may seem.
The freedom of our minds cuts the chain tying us to the iron pillar of fate and sets our imagination free, free to roam and explore the realm of our originality. Art is born and we, feeble beings, become creators endowed with enormous powers. Matter is no longer rigid, but fluid and malleable under the pressure of the detachment we earned. Being prejudice-free and clear-minded, we can now give birth to totally new forms of existence, things that we can call our own. Stemming out of freedom, art has no beginning and no end; it has no limits, for it is a close resemblance of our boundless nature. The Lescaux cave-paintings, the pyramids at Giza, the palace of Versailles are remnants of our ancestors’ freedom to express themselves.
It is difficult to say where one’s freedom begins and another one’s freedom ends. In the past, freedom was a butler that could not attend to the needs of two masters at the same time. Wars were thought, lands conquered, edifices built and many written about all this, without ever occurring to someone that we all should embrace diversity in its purest form and extinguish the fire of dominance burning in our minds. Nowadays, we have come to accept the dichotomy in society by learning to celebrate dissimilarity. Cultural festivals are organized instead of brutal campaigns aiming to obliterate the identity of the enemy and promote your own.
When all lies torn and lost, hope glitters swiftly at the back of our minds, and that hope feeds the demon of desire, a desire that consumes us inside-out. That is the freedom desideratum – our being concentrated on a single, most glorious goal. Freedom is the gate to the absolution-chamber, heaven, Elysium, Valhalla.
Like all powerful things, freedom diffused through matter, flesh and stone alike, and became universal, larger than life.
The human mind, receiving and sending messages with clockwork precision, is the very source of desire and passion – the essential ingredients of hope itself. Will, determination and stubbornness are the blunt instruments in the hand of our freedom, a freedom even sweeter when earned in battle. The greatest struggle is a silently brutal one, taking place in the obscure corridors of our intellect. We are free to do whatever we desire if we have the wits of thinking about it and the courage to withstand the deafening clash of weapons in the arena of self-sacrifice, the place where time, sweat and blood are traded for a single commodity – freedom, the element granting us the power to embrace future, bleak as it may seem.
The freedom of our minds cuts the chain tying us to the iron pillar of fate and sets our imagination free, free to roam and explore the realm of our originality. Art is born and we, feeble beings, become creators endowed with enormous powers. Matter is no longer rigid, but fluid and malleable under the pressure of the detachment we earned. Being prejudice-free and clear-minded, we can now give birth to totally new forms of existence, things that we can call our own. Stemming out of freedom, art has no beginning and no end; it has no limits, for it is a close resemblance of our boundless nature. The Lescaux cave-paintings, the pyramids at Giza, the palace of Versailles are remnants of our ancestors’ freedom to express themselves.
It is difficult to say where one’s freedom begins and another one’s freedom ends. In the past, freedom was a butler that could not attend to the needs of two masters at the same time. Wars were thought, lands conquered, edifices built and many written about all this, without ever occurring to someone that we all should embrace diversity in its purest form and extinguish the fire of dominance burning in our minds. Nowadays, we have come to accept the dichotomy in society by learning to celebrate dissimilarity. Cultural festivals are organized instead of brutal campaigns aiming to obliterate the identity of the enemy and promote your own.
When all lies torn and lost, hope glitters swiftly at the back of our minds, and that hope feeds the demon of desire, a desire that consumes us inside-out. That is the freedom desideratum – our being concentrated on a single, most glorious goal. Freedom is the gate to the absolution-chamber, heaven, Elysium, Valhalla.
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Ceea impresionează la acest eseu este modul original de a defini libertatea nu doar ca autonomie a individului, ci ca neatârnare a spiritului, ca energie intrinsecă, spontană, chiar demiurgică, capabilă de a genera artă pură. Autorul face o interesantă distincţie între "freedom", care devine forma brută şi initeligibilă a libertăţii, imanentă sinelui şi "liberty", a cărui semnificaţie îmbogăţită de factori externi (naţionali, politici, etc.) poate anima masele şi oferi un sens existenţei.Eseul se opreşte cu precădere asupra libertăţii "embrionare" ce emană dinspre omul avid de a-şi cunoaşte propria persoană, de a se explora pe sine şi de a dobândi o independenţă la nivel psihic, intelectual. Libertatea este văzută ca o potenţă fragilă a omului, care dacă este necultivată, nedescoperită sau neproporţionat folosită poate fi iremediabil pierdută. În timp ce independenţa fizică exterioară este dictată de istorie, cea individuală se află în puterile fiecărui om. Individul este astfel stăpân peste propria libertatespirituală, peste propria raţiune. Fenomenologic, libertatea se manifestă dual prin artă şi istorie, prima fiind capabilă de a spori evoluţia autonomiei umane, a doua îngrădind-o şi micşorându-i sfera de răspândire.
Freedom. A debated subject, a subject most people take for granted, and what strikes the most, are manipulated to feel like it's all theirs. Nothing can be further from the truth. I agree with the views underlined and pin pointed by this fellow. This manifest represents the idea many of us toy with from time to time. It manages to touch the concept of liberty right from the inside and views it from all the sides that can be imagined at one point. I believe it to be an inspirational voice that states what we all dare not to talk, or lack the power to do so. There is one weak side, the essay gives a deep insight, but does not manage to implicate the reader. It's like a movie, you love it, but you are confined to your chair, and believe that there isn't more to it that that. I await some more inquisitive thoughts regarding any matter that crosses your worried mind.
Wow! That's some awesome work ya got there! Foarte profund eseul tau. Keep up the good work!
Ma simt ca si muta in fata unui asemenea eseu, care, pe langa originalitate si profunzime, uimeste, de ce nu, si prin evidenta stapanire a limbii. M-a impresionat in mod deosebit "Perceived as chaos, it is frightening, remote and abstruse, but give it an alternative name –liberty - and you will fight wars in the name of it." mai ales pentru ca defineste libertatea ca un haos nobil.
Now that is excellent language control.I am truly amazed Matthew...and envious.Keep it up.
Intr-adevar, e o perspectiva interesanta de a privi dorinta de obtinere a libertatii de-a lungul veacurilor. Eseul in sine e impresionant, nu doar prin subiectul tratat si viziunea ta asupra lui, ci si prin bogatia vocabularului folosit in mod excelent...stapanesti foarte bine limba. Cum mai zicea cineva, keep up the good work.
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