Liberation.

One of my favourite ever things to do is this. Writing, blogging and just being able to share things with myself and to those who take the time to read whatever I have to write. It's kind of my only outlet, and I'm actually more grateful for it than most other things in my life.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

And yeah, it's okay even if nobody reads it too. Because writing here liberates me, gives me an opportunity to wind things up from my mind and place it securely out here with a not so tight seal. Not so tight as in lose enough to let me relive certain moments if I ever wanted to but still tight enough for me to not find it so compulsively suffocating.
You know if you love something, there really isn't a lot of reasons for you to not explore and possibly not exploit it. After-all, of all the things you can do with your time, how many of those are things you actually love? And if you can afford to, why not just go back to it more often than not for the liberation that comes off this love is probably what sets you free from all of the bonds you've made on yourself for no reason. You want freedom? Choose love. And choose it always, over anything else and put it above everything else. Am I preaching? Yes. If I can't do it here, where else? And why not?

Love, peace.