I feel so lonely sometimes.

My freedom and independence sets up a scenario of spending much of my time alone  At times I make bad decisions based on my sense of loneliness.   Sometimes I just cry and fall asleep in agony.

I guess that’s why I am so loud in life…  because I need to touch people and be touched by them.  Good or bad.

I live alone and so it can become very silent in my life.  Silence can be painful sometimes.  Other times is blissful.  If you are a prisoner in a jail or institution designed to punish you know what sensory deprivation is and how cruel and  devastating it is to ones soul.  Living alone can be similar.

It is silent, hollow, and sometimes painful.

Most of the time its elating and wonderful to have such independence and freedom. To spend life in charge of ones time and outside input.   Bliss and Burn is much how I live my independent life.  Much like “Bliss“, the entertainer below depicts.

Someday I hope to share  my fiery lifestyle with a friend who can appreciate its nuances. In the meantime  I guess I’m destined to have those moments of silence that quake my soul.  It’s the price I pay for freedom.

Freedom escaping BLM roundup trap.  Not without a price as he breaks through wire designed to cut flesh, having fought his way over 6 foot metal panels designed to stop a raging bull.

Moments later… Freedom  having paid the price, experiencing the reward of…

…freedom…

Sometimes silence, and loneliness and paying the price is worth it.

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