Friend for life, friend for a life.

Written by UMUTONIWASE Aliane

Written by UMUTONIWASE Aliane
Serve one's dignity? No, never!
Dear freedom, I would have liked you to give me the note before I undertook this journey!
As a child, I had a free mind even in confinement from certain rules, even in the drama of my story.
As a teenager, I quickly found that the free and creative mind must shrink or even be silent to listen to the rules of survival!
Adult and aware of this renunciation, I experienced it very badly,
My heart, this real machine of alternative proposals found me a parade,
Tired of running and talking in vain, he opted for obedience,
Disunderstood, he decided to keep his convictions quiet
Manhandled, he decided to clean up what was once his dreams!
Having no more dreams, he sank into solitude!
Aware of the lightness of life, he turned to poetry!
The quest for freedom is full of ambiguity, bitterness, pitfalls and ambushes!
The quest for this precious character is made of many things, small details and nuances!
Wise are those who know how to refuse this mistreatment of loving beings and this malevolence of controlling beings!
Sage is the one who goes to conquer, with an awareness of the difficulties that will be served to him!
Freedom is precious! You have to look for it relentlessly and once found, you have to welcome it, pick it and make it spring all around!
Ooooh dear freedom can you let me choose you? I promise to tell my evils so that they do not pursue me anymore, I promise to serve your cause out of conviction and not out of terror or fidelity of deeply fallible beings!
Dear freedom, I would have liked you to give me the note, you preferred that goes to the checkout, once the trip is over so I understood that no matter the path I will take, no matter the choice, it will always be necessary to make a decision involving you or denying you.
By choosing you, I will always belong! At this price we are gone! Nothing beats a free soul! Even in the winter of the event, she knows how to find the trees to make the fire, she knows how to hibernate to return to the spring of life!
Don’t love me so fast, you might be disappointed and make me feel bad afterwards,Don’t love me so late, I might be suspicious and misunderstand you afterwards,Don’t love me so exclusively, you could hurt me by trying to possess me.Don’t love me so desperately, you might make me run away afterwards,Don’t love me so…
Some people feel quite proud when they’re told they have a heart of stone — a heart that feels almost nothing. Today, I encountered a stone shaped like a heart. I moved it, I threw it around, yet it never changed its shape or color. More than ever, I prefer being called weak — for having a…
Thank you for our healthy anger,
For the wounds we dared to name,
For the words we placed on them like healing balms.
Thank you for being the temple of my secrets,
The keeper of my childhood,
The living proof that we have grown.
“Whether we win, lose or draw, we are still Gunners,” reminded me why I was here. As I left the stadium, my heart was full of emotions and unforgettable memories. That evening reminded me why I fell in love with Arsenal. Enthusiastic and happy, I knew this moment would remain etched in my memory a dream finally realized.
Wounds are the stigmata that leave scars in our hearts and bodies that mark our entire life here on earth. These wounds are noticed in our behaviours, our judgements but especially in our customs and habits to follow up on the lesson they have given once they have been touched! “Know thyself “ said Platon,…
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