Is all pointless 

The point of life is a question many have answered and yet every answer is different.

When I asked my teachers the point of life, I was given a very honest answer.

They told me, that if life had a point it would be seen as work. If there was a point in life we would be working to achieve this point, this working will result in the absence of living and thus removing the true point in life. 

The true point in life is to live. 

Prayer for the lost.

To the spirit that runs through all of us
I am thankful for the ability to leave my footprints on this earth. 
I am thankful for the ability to wash my mind in the clarity of water. 
I am thankful for the mountains to climb, at the end of the struggling steps there is always a beauty that touches my inner being.
I am thankful for the lungs that breath for this earth, they give so much and take nothing. 
I am thankful for the whispers that blow through this land, they move through me, carrying my soul to the ends of earth. 
I am thankful for the wise one, who watches the world from a far and moves the water. 
I am thankful for the light that rises every morning and sets with the promise to rise again tomorrow.
I am thankful for the hearts that share this life, they make it worth the beating of mine. 
I am sorry we dig and cut into this earth and turn the soft sand into hard lifeless land.
I am sorry we wash more then just our minds in the rivers, waters run but clarity is rarely found. 
I am sorry the climbing of mountains isn’t as important as the view from the top nowadays. 
I am sorry that we not only killing ours with smoke, but cut into yours to write and burn. 
I am sorry for the lies that we send into the winds, with our poison we share the deadly breath.
I am sorry that we feel the wise one needs to be touched, to be controlled. We see and want. 
I am sorry we don’t love the times that are filled with light. 
I am sorry we use the hearts as products, sparing non, as if the paper they are given has the same value. 
I am grateful to be alive but in the same breath I wish I wasn’t. 

With this I give you my life. 

I will stand to protect you, to the grave and into the next lives. 

Freedom, a miss understanding.

Freedom is a very loosely understood word. Lots of spiritual teachers and philosophers have looked into freedom with regards to our beings. What does it mean to be free? 
I had a definition of freedom that I feel is still pretty strong with regards to a ‘being’ being free. It goes, “Freedom is a state of nothingness, held by unconditional love for ones self and their surroundings.” To be free of stress, one has no stress. To be free of cancer, one has no cancer. To be free of work, one has no work. Free is seen mostly as not having. Freedom would then mean that it’s not having anything. All aspects of life are free. 

What is freedom to 

Not having to go to work every day I order to pay for food and a place to live? Not having debt, debt gained by needs that are materialistic? Not having religious restrictions? Not having racial restrictions? Not having gender restrictions? Not having any restrictions? Not having reason to want something?

Freedom In a general sense is the ability to live life without having someone else controlling what you do. 
Freedom is impossible to achieve, why? Well it’s a creation of the system to give us the understanding that freedom is different from being alive. When we look at the general idea of freedom(as written above), it is closely linked to the definition of being alive. We are all working towards being alive? The system creating a goal to be alive? That would cause great failure in the support of the system. So creat a well knit web of miss understanding and take all look to that as the goal.

Breaking down whether being alive is a given thing or if it is something that one needs to achieve nowadays. 

A man who is in ICU on machines that are breathing for him, keeping his heart beating, regulating his vitals but he is in a coma. Is this man alive? It is hard to say, or maybe we just don’t want to say it. No, he is not alive according to me. He is incapable of doing anything. Without the machines he would enter the process of decomposition. So can one be present in this world and not be alive? Yes I would say so. Look at most of us humans, we are being supported by this machine but are incapable of doing anything on our own. Are we alive? What makes us any different from the man in the coma? 

So since being alive is a must, to control the population they change the definition slightly and give it a new name, Freedom.So freedom and being alive are sort of the same thing, well then what would freedom mean if we all had achieved being alive?Freedom is a state of life where one lives without “sin”(lust, greed, gluttony, anger, pride, sloth) Out of religious reference, Freedom is a state where one lives in peace with the mind, heart, soul and universal energy. 

“Freedom is a state of nothingness, held by unconditional love for ones self and their surroundings.”