“I can get away with saying a lot of ideas that are young and naive. I’m liberated.” – Neil Young
My therapist said I was naive recently, and I agreed, but then sort of resented her, so I like what Neil Young is saying here, but still, I want to know what he means by liberated.
I always thought naivety, along with sensitivity, was a deficiency.
Both words remind me of that scene from Catcher In The Rye, where Holden wants to catch the children, protect them from falling, or turning into adults–
My mother told me about a boy from my 12th grade English class, who recently tied up his mother and threw gasoline allover her body, threatening to light the match.
The universe is so large.
Last night, the symphony played at The Hollywood Bowl. They showed film footage of nature in relation to the musical score. In one scene, two foxes fought a bison. I felt great sadness for the foxes more so than the bison, even though they were the ones attacking.
They had no choice. They were hungry and alone in the wild.