An Essay on Civil Disobedience: Thoreau

True reform was interior, private and wholly individual. Reforming oneself meant discovering the divinity within oneslef.

The transcendental individualist who emerges is appealing and convincing, because the vivid details of the woods, the pond and the seasons are used as symbolic means to validate his vision of a spiritual life.

Governments show thus how successfully men can be imposed on, even impose upon themselves, for their own advantage.

A corporation has no conscience but a corporation of conscientious men is a corporation with a conscience.

Ramblings

It's amazing how the human mind is the greatest source of all worry.
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I thought I was quite mature, but after seeing how I think sometimes, and the way I behave, I just realised that I have yet so much to learn, and that I'm still quite immature. I hope that I am able to remain as open minded as I am right now, to learn the lessons that life throws at me, and to grow from it instead of letting it affect me. I also need to learn that emotions are natural, we have to let them flow, but also let them go, instead of holding on forever.

Freedom

Free as the eagle that soars,
As the wind in the meadows,
As the fish in the waters,
Free; free from it all.

Being there, in that moment,
In that time,
Forever present, forever aglow,
Blessed in a vale of green,
Free to be who you choose to be,
Free to do what you believe.
Free to be There.

To take upon the raging storm,
The roaring gale, the raptured shores,
The raving winds, the falling earth,
The fires that bur n,
Free to learn from the scars of life,
To hallow the vessel, that bears love,
To be so true, to be so pure,
Ideal forever, in the place you’ve sought.

To sail to the worlds afar,
To conquer the earth in your stride,
To rise into the air,
To float and move, as the wind moves you.

To be strong, to rise from the ashes,
To be still and Attend.
Every moment of your life,
Which is every moment of death,
As you die away into the flames of life,
Casting away the burden upon thyself,
The burdens of the past, of your identity,
Die away, to rise again.

Free most of all, from the cruelty,
Our creation, in our greed,
In our confusion, in our materialism,
In our thoughts of: more, more more,
Forgetting that all we have is this moment,
Forgetting the beauty of simplicity, of less,
To respect true learning,
And most of all, self-reliant,
To forge a new life,
Such a life, to remember the permanence,
Of true love, true friendship, of true companionship.

Goodbye... Friend.

Dark are the skies above, embedded with many a star,

Shining through etches of memory,

Remind me, of the beauty of night,

For long has been the road.

We stand, upon the brink of farewell,

Look each other in the eye,

‘Goodbye’ we tell each other,

and slowly yet drift away.

I reminiscence of times together,

Remember our laughter, and our tears,

Touch each other in essentia,

The road long, now divides.

Slowly you move away,

Here I stand, with a longing gaze,

Little does the time together feel,

For there is much we had to say.

A kinship we now share,

One without words or letters,

Beautiful it may be, slowly it will fade,

To leave behind a hole.

A hole to see through,

Into the tainted glass of time,

Remembering fun, joy, and mirth,

For the time we spent together.

There you stood, in the sunlight,

A home in all it’s splendour,

Deserted now though you may be,

Time may not ravage the beauty you have been.

We move together to a destination,

Different roads, with different strengths,

Yet where we stand, we cannot forget each other,

And once we may stand to remember another.

Indescribable is this bond,

For too many words, do it not justice,

Aglow, complete, sorrow and joy,

And the night now, is even more beautiful.

There have been rifts and resentments,

We have cried, fought, dismissed,

But comfort we have seen in that too,

And grown, into the time to come,

For all this; I thank you,

And all you’ve done is an unbreakable treasure,

Keep us in your mind, for none can take us from there,

And in the end, the only befitting words,

To transport you, to the sea of emotions,

Goodbye…Friend.