We are the Freeman

How often have we slipped our yoke, only to find it choking us again. A succession of days reach a crescendo that makes one feel like being reborn, like shedding old skin. But that new skin is a mere cosmetic novelty, when, in fact, the entire culture around us remains constant, remains in a state of hopeless decay that is taken for normalcy, to intensify my expression.

All our futures lead to our past, to our facticity. The humanity, as diverse as it is, is interlinked to trick us through the edge of a circle back to where we started from. The chain is a loop. However it would be premature to claim to have traversed this loop – my short agespan, my short experience, my subdued intentions.

We remember the Freeman. We are coterminous. There is no distance between us. No false veils of time or space may intervene.

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