#freedom

Oh my love, where do you start?! At the beginning, shall we? When the sun starts to come up - or before then? When you wake up and stretch, when you have a few minutes to lie and listen to the world wake up? Those sounds are always a triumph, wherever in the world you are. For me, it has never mattered whether it's the sea crashing outside the window or the cows in the barn that you can hear from my grandparents or the red kites from my home. Whether it's the city traffic, the wind, the rain. Those sounds say "good morning! The day's waiting for you!"

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The point is that you can do anything you like with that day. Do you want to tell somebody that you love them? Do it! Do you want to try a new cafe? Amazing, have an espresso for me. Have you been meaning to clean your room? Get it done! And then enjoy the immense satisfaction of spinning around in the space. Have you always wanted a pet? What's stopping you? There are so many rescues looking for homes - you could be their home. You could be the person who makes the day easier for someone, it all matters.

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The point is that you don't need a huge, life-changing purpose. Take it from the girl who missed out on the Olympics by a whisker. Your life is not written in the stars - if anything, it's written in the sand, and every single night the tide comes in and washes it away. You can reinvent yourself as many times as you like. Being human is the best fucking thing in the world, my love. That's the point - That there are a million and one opportunities to be happy or sad or angry or ecstatic but God, you have the freedom to do that. Think of all of your favourite songs that you've not heard yet, the love of your lifes that you haven't kissed, the home towns you haven't lived in yet. It's so, so exciting.

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Here are a few changes I would make to askfm:

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1. ability to edit text after posting text w/o having to delete and repost
2. stop the shoutout/spam. Why? it is offensive and destroys the askfm/fakeland experience
3. improve blocking so blocked accounts cannot read your account i.e. similar to instagram.
4. eliminate reporting function. why? cancel culture warriors are using this function to get conservative speech cancelled via account suspensions.
5. Freedom of Speech - if askfm wants to remain in business they MUST allow free speech. My belief in God or the fact that I post a text stating that ALL human life is valuable SHOULD NOT result in my account being suspended or receiving warnings from askfm just because some brainwashed woke activist disagrees and is upset. People should be allowed to disagree with one another without having their accounts suspended!

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ASKFM.....are you listening?

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What made askfm successful was the concept of anonymity and yet too many users have disabled anonymity. If blocking worked properly, there would be no need to disable anonymity because repeat offenders could simply be denied account access. If askfm allows anonymity to disappear as a feature of askfm, it will be no different than any other social network and as a direct consequence, askfm will lose subscribers and will eventually go out of business.

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Following instructions without understanding the reason for the instructions or what the objectives and goals are, is one of the methods used by tyrants, sociopaths and psychopaths to control, manipulate and dominate other people which often leads to unethical and immoral behavior.

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I believe that most humans are born with an innate curiosity about the world they live in. In my opinion, asking questions, searching for answers and solving problems is the primary reason why humans exist. When we acquire knowledge and discover the answer to our questions, we gradually develop an understanding of and appreciation for the world that we live in and the space that we occupy. The continual search for truth, should be our mission statement. Unfortunately, too many people believe only what they can see and hear which frequently results in a distorted perception of reality based upon propaganda, indoctrination and brainwashing intended to control and manipulate the people so that a specific political or ideological agenda can be realized, which typically benefit the few (ruling class) at the expense of the many. This is why asking thoughtful questions and searching for truth based upon independent research, logic, reason and fact based truths, is essential to individual freedom and liberty.

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So yes, it is imperative that the child understand instructions and the goals and objectives associated with those instructions. For example, when I teach a child how to play guitar, I not only teach them where the note is on the guitar and how it is notated on manuscript paper, but I also demonstrate how the note is used within music. The goal being that the student will be able to utilize that note when performing any musical piece. So along with instructions there must always be a defined goal with stated objectives supporting that goal. This is, in my experience, the optimal way that the student will eventually become well informed, thoughtful and able to solve problems and function independently.

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This reflection composed by an anonymous writer expresses the many reasons why I love my wife.

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"Unconditional Love" by Anonymous

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Do you want to know why I love you?

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Because of your kindness and ability to love unconditionally.
Because you hold my hand and walk slowly with me, step by step, instead of taking me and running as fast as we can.
Because you guide me on the way forward but you don't force me to follow you.
Because you illuminate my intellect with your ideas and theories but you don't expect me to create or support them, and it doesn't bother you if I disagree with them.
Because you drive me to get ahead, to explore and exploit my skills, but you don't force me to do so; and it doesn't bother you that I take my time to do it.
Because when I am unsure of taking a step forward you assure me that the land I will step on is safe, and indeed it is.
Because you care about me and want to be with me as long as possible, but without exercising any control over me.
Because you understand me, or at least try to do it and seek my well-being, but without affecting your integrity as a person.
Because you give me freedom to fly wherever I want, without knowing that with that you only make me want to go on your side.
Because you accept me in all my facets, you shine next to my colors and try to help me control my shadows.
Because you managed to break down the barriers of my heart, melt the ice of my soul, undressed my being, and being able to take advantage of it, you preferred to take me in your arms and make me feel safe.
Because you are everything that I have unconsciously been looking for. Because it's simply you.
I love you more than I wanted to admit: I don't love you for a week, nor for a month, I love you for a life with you. I want you to wake up every morning and thank you because you are the one next to me, I want to protect you and love you even when you don't want to, I want you for something real, something pure, something everlasting. I just want you with me.

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Oo, good question!
For me, because I didn’t have a Fine Art background (my BA and Foundation were Theatre Design based), it was really difficult at first wrapping my head around how much freedom I had, and not having to work to a detailed brief. Sure, I still had creativity there and in some ways, that helped propel me to naturally go outside the box, but with Fine Art, I could choose whatever I wanted to do! In theory that sounds great, but it was overwhelming at first! I eventually got around that by essentially setting my own brief and creating a narrative to explore.

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The real kicker, and I’m not sure if you had this when you studied too/your current studies, is that art school doesn’t really prepare you for the business side of the career.

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For example, how to do your taxes as an artist/self employed creative, how to claim for this or what not to do, how to approach galleries, how to price your art (this was a major issue), how to negotiate with clients or potential buyers, what is a residency, how to submit a proposal to a gallery, etc. I could go on!!
All of this I’ve researched outside of uni, but it would have been really helpful to have had at least one afternoon spent on campus to be given at least a heads up on it! I think this is an art school thing in general, unfortunately.

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Those aspects were the most challenging things. That and finding my voice as an artist, and learning what contextual art is and how to portray that - my tutors didn’t really explain it to me till near the end of the degree, as they assumed everyone knew it as my peers had art backgrounds/were abstract or conceptual artists, so they didn’t need to know. As my art is quite realistic (or in the sense that, it’s definitely not abstract aha), I have to be super clear with what I’m trying to portray and basically spell it out through the painting, more so than other types of art. Who knew! I honestly didn’t, as my earlier artworks were too symbolic in meaning.

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It’s why I need to revisit a lot of my paintings I did over those years to create a series out of all of them, to tie in the collective story 😅

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(I’ve probably written too much, I’m sorry!! 😆) ✨

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Too much of anything can make you sick.
Don’t you know how children of overly protective parents hide things and just want breathing space? Like okay you want to protect, you love me, get it but it’s still suffocating. Cause you can’t do xyz just because they care so much they just can’t risk it. Despite the nature of relationship people are still PEOPLE. They need space. They need to be who they are unapologetically. Why would someone want to be with someone who is taking the freedom out of their life which they had, when they were on their own? And no I don’t mean to fuck around. It’s the little things. Don’t eat ice cream it’s too cold. Acha? I didn’t know that. Too much of everything can make you sick! Let people be. Let them live the way they want to. If it bothers you do NOT become a part of their life. Simple but nae. Men pick a woman/women and then they can’t accept her for who she is and then comes the “let me mould her like she’s clay pot” part.

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❖That same night, with freedom finally achieved, Harley disappeared from the sight of anyone else who could be there in captivity, near the streets... And with steps of pairs of colored leather boots, super accelerated, the blonde ran -through some dark alleys that stood in her way - as if her life depended on all that run of hers, -and indeed, it did.- It wasn't a mere surprise to her after thinking she killed the boss, and that somehow she thought she had to pay for it later, her thoughts were turned to the yakuza boss too, how would she go on after without him, that it was all an accident and that Harley would leave her explanations for later.- And as that wasn't enough, the blonde still had other problems with other specific people which she also had debts. yakuza now that seemed to be following her up and down... that's what she deduced. After a few weeks, the blonde decided to go out -from the hotel she was staying in- to take another one of her tours around the city. Outside eyes turned to her in a strange and curious way, but due to her clothes and hair, both colored, that drew attention and she didn't care one bit for that. With a confident smile on her lips coated in red lipstick, the blonde had spotted a group of men dressed in suits, very attractive, therefore suspicious because of the strange behavior they were trying to act "naturally". That made the clown -think it could be the damn yakuza that was after her- and make her freak out and go out of her way when she entered a small variety fair that was nearby to catch her attention too, her blue irises sparkled by landing on a small bag with shiny details that seemed to draw closer to the beautiful object. Soon her attention was caught by another group of men in suits nearby, who this time were looking at her. Hundreds of them seemed to be everywhere in town Harley could go, and now she was pretty sure it was the aforementioned gang. One of the men was pointing at her and shouting "Get her!" -Pairs of arched eyebrows, not understanding anything he had said in the native Japanese language- It was enough for Harey to widen her eyes in alarm as the group approached running towards her and the blonde, before escaping from them, had stolen the desired item -the shiny bag-, which made the attendant scream that it was stolen and she ran away from the place, in a hurry.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝A-after I pay! I promise! How do you Japanese people say when they say thank you? Ohhh I remembered!!! " どうもありがとうございました！" ❞

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❖And so the blonde went on her way running away from the yakuza.❖

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀⠀ˊ⠀✦⠀ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜɪᴍᴀɴᴏ.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Despite the fact that his body looked lean and light, the pressure given to the dominant posture by the man was an outright prohibition on freedom of movement, easily gaining the advantage with a satisfying face. Perhaps for her wounds already done before the start of the fight would be negative points that, for the yakuza, it was a benefit... he really did not intend to go so far as to beat her to death. Holding the blonde in that way was enough to make him feel fulfilled and victorious. After all, just wanted to have fun for just a little bit.
⠀⠀She may have brought down his henchmen without any mercy whatsoever, but they really deserved it by acting independently of his orders. And also, why get rid of this potentially precious lady becoming the definition of the word "ꜰᴜɴ"? The illusion of thinking that he would stalk her again at any other time was a pleasure, to the point considering her ᴀ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ.
⠀⠀ᴍᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ wouldn't be able to ruin a pretty face that so rejoiced in his interests in certain ways. He was beginning to have respect, interest, and perhaps... an inexplicable unspecified attraction.

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⠀〝 ʜᴇʜᴇʜ... ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʜᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ. ʏᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴇʟᴛ─ ʜᴜʜ? 〞

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⠀〝 ᴡ-ᴡʜᴏᴀ── ʜᴇʏ! ɢʜʜʜᴄᴋ──! 〞What came over him was a handful of blows without any empathy, emitting every kind of painful groans until was on the edge of unconsciousness, the entire blood being the protagonist on his injured face.

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He didn't know exactly how that anger rush and resentment happened, but in the blink of an eye turned into a punching bag without realizing it. The pain he could bear thanks to the unfortunate habit of being beaten so many times until was close to death, but his senses did not seem to adjust to the same rhythm, leaving ᴍᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ immobile and unable to even give an answer despite what she was trying to do.ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, but he also didn't have the conscience to calm ʜᴀʀʟᴇʏ and her guilt.

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⠀The one-eyed man lay on the ground, stained with his own blood. During everything that happened next, the blonde would manage to find her way out without any other obstacles around... well, a couple more men arrived later, immediately having the priority of taking their patriarch and healing his wounds as could.
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⠀That would not mean the end of the story: ʜᴀʀʟᴇʏ Qᴜɪɴɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀ, who would begin to invade all the streets in search of her the rest of the days.

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ᴍᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ, after recovery, would be looking for the woman in every corner, indifferent to the other intentions.

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⠀⠀ʜᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⁽⁽ ᵂʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗ'ʰᵉˡˡ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵃ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ... ⁾⁾

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