"Substance of Freedom"  

liberating mind

  Freedom

Is of great importance, but mostly in strictly structured society, 

when everybody senses the load of the regulations  and the conventionalities. 

This had brought me to this subject..

 Replies sent by e-mails:

"Every time I was reading your story I had the same recurring feeling that you were no longer human. That you were more like a bird with large wings who has the power and wisdom to lift off the routine of life and raise above this."   

 

" I have read your creation for quite a few times. It is definitely a non-conventional story. It must have been quite an experience you had in Rome.  It is as if you managed to break through the life and time flow and view this flow from above." 

 ".. the text is so powerful. It took me away for a while from all my problems and made me realize their inferiority...."

Substance of  Freedom

notes of wanderer
written by Gera

"Times flow through death and stops in life. In this point 

where eternity and time meets on the cross-piece of  Soul window-sash..."

Milards Pavich "Inside the wind."

Man crashes into God's world, liberating himself from the incarceration of the womb. The first act of liberation is the severing of the umbilical cord. Freedom? No. He falls into tangled web of dependence and is seized by an unquenchable thirst for freedom. Ask anyone what is freedom and any answer will be a vague reflection of the undesirability of the burden of dependences. What is the freedom for you?  

           Last conversation in the Eternal City:
           - My heart, today I am leaving you.
           - Are you going away?
           - Tomorrow. But this wonderful evening I will cease to exist in your reality.
           - But you will be with me in my dreams, in my thoughts...
           - Liberate me from the imprisonment within your memory. I love you and wish you the best. Leave me in peace. Farewell, my soul

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                 Amore mio, stasera ti lasciro.

-                Devi partire?

-               Domani. Ma I questa serena sera io moriro per te.

-       Sarai sempre con me nei miei sogni, nei miei pensieri. Liberarmi dal tempio della tua memoria. Dobbiamo liberarsi.         Ti voglio tanto bene, anima mia.

Someone runs by, passes by, and lives. Evening, day or night. Cold or hot, rain or snow. I do not see. I do not feel. I am outside everything. Not noticing the fuss of someone else's life passing by, not feeling natural phenomena not even my own body. I feel like a collection of atoms, splitting, melting into the universe. I am again at a point of time and space in a limitless vacuum of freedom.

 

Have I been searching for it since the birth?  In making and breaking ties, bonds and bounds, in refusals, in attainments, in creations, in knowledge, experience, thoughts, feelings, ideas, fate, relations, in work, in art, in entertainments and in asceticism, in the wilderness and in the limelight,  in varied cultures, countries, places,  alone with myself and with God, in magnificent mountains and in sad plains alongside the four elements when it is wild or quiet,  but all this were simply pathways along which my soul tried to reach the freedom. 

 

Remember Jung’s associative test? "The white door" - " one more cozy, plain room filled with light which fills the space piercing through the open window-door. Surprising that this light is neutral, the space beyond the door has no temperature or smell, no colour, no movement and it has no limits. There is only the light of peace, pervading and giving everything equilibrium: and everything disappears in this homogenous essence of light".

 

I feel myself in this light penetrating through me and cutting my body into a million small parts, which harmoniously become the one substance with the universe. This is a state of freedom. No ties. You are in the vacuum of this light pouring like rain from the Cosmos.

 

I opened this door to freedom in Rome, strolling through the centuries and millennia of human being life. This time Rome became the end point of my journey in search of freedom. This was surely the aim of my life’s path passed and became a turn point of my existence.

 

Freedom... Freedom...Freedom is not a ghost or an idea. It has its own spatial form. It may spread in your heart, your soul, consciousness, thoughts, and deeds and be a part of you. But you may also be a part of it. This is the absolute  of  freedom, when you are a part of the neutral light in which your absolute independence spreads and multiplies because of its uselessness.. 

 

 In this unlimited vacuum of absolute freedom there is nothing except a space of neutral light. This is on the other side of the door. This is the Death.

 

 

 

 

 

 

*The dialog may be interpreted as a lovers’ talk and as a sequence which lighten the emotional play when liberating from dependence. Sensation of Freedom may be reached by closing and leaving the storage of the past - memories - the freedom from the heavy phantoms of dependences of the past: or it could be Possession of Freedom, granted by love. Love. It has so different forms and it is associated with the spring.  To one who raised on the Parnassus of Freedom within Love I would dedicate the following lines which were transferred from Vatican library." E allora... Fermare il tempo e amarci e ancora amarci, stringerci, accarezzarci, guardarci e non dire niente, solo "ciao", perche il nostro ciao e gratificazione, e intesa, e  volonta di vivare...... I nostro amore.." (and now to  stop the time and to love and again love, coddling, sharing tenderness, affection, love without any word but "ciao" because our "ciao" is concentrated desire to live... in our love.) The time stops in the space fulfilled by requital love. Liberation from the whole world is in desire of being with beloved. 

I wish you to have this experience of Divine feeling. One who is already soaring in high streams of sublime Love is to be reminded of the disappointment puddle, on the surface of which is a reflecting anamorphous strained by idealization. Love sincerely, deeply with all your heart, but do not make the Idol or the God from the human being (is it from Ten Tables?). Extraordinary exalted, impassioned flight when attraction appears and a certain union reached, is blessed and granted with inflow of Divine energies and this sacrament of the present moment made by real Love and based on deep reciprocal affection is not for everyone to reach. Clear spirits get clear Divine energy.

** The description of a white door according to the Jung test mentioned is the associative interpretation of the Death perception.  

*** Freedom as the death of dependences, relations...Freedom is when you are just a part of universe, its micro system among others which are part of the whole and you are free of the choice for collaboration... when you are free from the load of the past and "dated programs" and do not take "viruses" of others.. just what you wish and have to accept.

Absolute Freedom is absence of others for you and you for others. There are none of relations,  No disturb. No influence.  No interactions, none of vectors of idea or action movement. Nothing.  Emptiness. The death. 

 

 

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Comments:

 

Obviously it is impossible to reach the Absolute Freedom, if it is for long the Death comes into possession called up by unavailing life.. 

The meditation, targeting on the abstracting one's mind from the environment, gives some reach of subjective absolute freedom for a time as well some escapes and changes in environment. Any escape from the reality or an environment change is an attempt to liberate the mind from trash and set up agreeable stream of life, but any hermit is in interaction net with the others through images, memories, ideas, actions and is not in absolute freedom state. And even when it seems to be reached it is just subjective and for the time. But this subjective sensation of Absolute Freedom is a very powerful and great state, which shall be reached at least once.  

Some people didn’t comprehend the text, finding it strange and much different from my philosophy of life based on Seneca’s and Aristipp’s and some modern ideas as “positive thinking”. Obviously, being sized by a day-by-day routine pattern, and being submissive and accommodating, a man doesn’t feel a need for liberation the consciousness from the load of life events, ideas and thoughts, memories and fears for unlading the mind of the trash in order to revise the relations with the environment for improvements. For this submissive and accommodating one this text will be misapprehended  until the desperate need of  escape from a discomfiting frustration situation or a nonplus.  This text helps you to come to yourself and reach  a clear view of the situation from a new perspective at least  or   it may even grant you a higher vision of own life.  This is the purport of this creation, that was called psychological, by others - philosophical essay, and somebody named it “Mantra materializing Freedom”. I like “Mantra Materializing Freedom” for achieving Harmony, this was the Target. .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The reply from my friend in Canada (born in Russia), that touched me deeply. I had to make some changes for the Beauty but kept all the deep meaning of the text and tried my best to stick to original.

I  added to this complementary  and beautiful work the saying of  Leonardo da Vinci 

            Alex Cher:

  "ruins of Great Empires. Everything passed,

 but stones, and one day they fade away too 

and the surrounding emptiness will be the only alive memory" 

from my travel book 1998.

I hardly can say what suggest an idea to me. Most likely I got sense of a short space of human life time,  its temporaries.  And fear was created by the thought that these stones that was delivered by slaves, outlived them and many generations of people who believed in eternity, and when I fade away these stones will remain...

Maximums "Everything what we are doing now makes history and belongs to Eternity"

I watch the ruins of Empire being envious to those slaves who had built these amphitheatres. They left somehow substantial trace. They were just simple people but they got eternity. The graves of celebrities didn’t touch me as these yellow stones of amphitheatre in Arlee

What trace on the earth  I am leaving ?

This time I begin thinking about the death, its inevitable and its struggle with life. Although there is no struggle, and life was created by death. And Life is just a gift from the Death. Enjoy for some time, then I come... when the need. .... I do not believe in accidents. It should be something to connect 300 people who have bought tickets and fly by airplane that has crash-land in the end. 

I believe in fate or the path that is to be passed or lived. And if after several hints, marks, events the man keeps wrong way, the death removes his and put the other one.

What trace on the earth will I leave?

What is going on?...I do not know. Heaven or Hell, emptiness or a new life. Does it matter? Why are people so interested in? May be it is a way of search for eternity?.

What trace on the earth have I left??
   

 "As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death."  Leonardo da Vinci


 

CRITICS: 

 Extract from Doronkina's report "About E.Gera exhibition on ARTs 2003":

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...For Elen a word, a sound, a line, a colour are instruments for generating ideas and images, and her essay "Substance of Freedom" presented here on ARTs  and during "Bell'Art" in 2001"  as Elen Gera says "is the result of the research, recorded in images, which are made not from colours and forms, but  captured in letters and sound.  The sound-writing fires the reader's imagination, involving conscious and subconscious, creates associative mapping of new reality, which shows the treasures and secrets of objective existence”.

P.S. We understand the sound-writing as one more powerful instrument of creating the images by using the rhythm and sound in sayings/writings along the sense of words and expression. As for me I explored this essay making the report from the "Bell'ART" project in 2001. It changed my life."

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Notes

...If the absolute freedom means the death, could it be that the urge towards it is an attempt to quit the current situation/life program? Need of corrections? Of refreshed relations with the environment? Correction of own personality? Of environment? see "stress" page or  sources in the Internet.  "Substance of Freedom" is just one of the ways to a relief.

"I" lives in interconnections and according interdependences. 

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