It is a much-loved place.
It is a much-hated place.
There are no shutters on the main door, but housebreaking is not a risk at all. Those who walk in stay incarcerated till proven innocent.
Those who walk out never turn back to see the shabbiness of the place.
The supervisor always feels lost. She is not sure if the writer describes police lock-up or life.
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nic words, Reena! A great take!
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Thank you!
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This sounds to me like a self-imposed isolation–the hardest prison to leave.
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Absolutely. Thank you, Linda!
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Some of us are our own jailors creating not only harsh realities for ourselves, but blocking access to the key to freedom.
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Bang on! Thank you, Michael!
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Sometimes it is both, and we create prisons.
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Prisons are prisons, whoever creates them.
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Dear Reena,
There are many definitions of prison. Many of us are our own jailors, aren’t we?
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Absolutely. Nirvana occurs when you move beyond yourself.
Thank you so much, Rochelle!
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There are many different prisons we can become trapped in. Nicely done.
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True. Thank you, Iain!
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A prison made up of all the small choices and commitments of life
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So true.
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