freedom
How is it that freedom has come to mean only the freedom to accept? Isn't there also in freedom, the freedom to refuse?
posted by William Stevenson @ 11:07 AM
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Tuesday, August 13, 2013
About Me
- Name: William Stevenson
- Location: Marblehead, Massachusetts
I am a writer currently working on novels and poetry. Previously I have worked in the Selway Bitteroot Wilderness as a fire fighter and on trails, worked as an editor for a book company, and taught Latin and Literature at a Christian School. Two years ago I went to Poland to teach English at a church camp in Czarna Gora (winter) and in Wladyslawowo (summer). It is quite a beatiful country (piekny Kraj).
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