A caged bird

If you control, discipline or repress yourself, you will become cold, like stone. You will not flow freely, you will act uncaringly, unloving and violently.

The monk dreams of girls, the nun of men. They become rigid, and automated, lifeless. Satan must be tempting us, we must be strong! No, a bird wants to fly just as much as a man wants to love.

You love food, too much, then the next week you love fasting. You love to smoke, all the sudden you go cold turkey? You are suffering. You will become angry and relapse.

Don’t suppress, let be. Know thyself. Find the root of your desire. See what truly is, accept it and live with it. Not against it, or consumed by it

Be aware

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