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Why Brooklyn, NY, Was My Cage and Found Freedom in Puerto Rico
Why Brooklyn, NY, Was My Cage and found freedom in Puerto Rico Welcome to another chapter of my journey to uncover the truth hidden beneath the layers of conformity. Every layer I shed brings me closer to the wild, untamed essence of who I am. In this chapter, we’ll peel back yet another veil, revealing how Brooklyn, once my home, became a cage that trapped my spirit. Here, I’ll share the raw truths and lessons I learned in breaking free and finding my wings. This is the story of how I left behind the life I knew in Brooklyn, and found true freedom in the wild embrace of Puerto Rico.…
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Why I Practiced Abstinence In Puerto Rico
Why I Became Abstinent Welcome to another chapter of my journey to uncover the truth hidden beneath the layers of conformity. Today, we peel back another veil and explore the stories, struggles, and revelations that shaped my path to freedom. This chapter dives deep into abstinence , where I’ll share the raw truths and lessons I learned in breaking free. Let’s step into the wild together. Abstinence is a word that carries many connotations—some tied to discipline, others to sacrifice. For me, it’s neither. It’s about liberation. Here in Puerto Rico I decided to go abstinence in part of my journey of self discovery and discipline. I went to practice…
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Why I live Like an Ascetic In Puerto Rico
Asceticism in Puerto Rico: A Journey to Simplicity and Self-Discovery Asceticism, at its core, is the practice of self-discipline and renunciation of worldly comforts in pursuit of spiritual or personal enlightenment. This school of thought has deep roots in philosophies like those of the ancient Cynics, Stoics, and even Buddhism. This definition of asceticism resonates deeply with my journey, though I did not arrive at it through books or formal teachings. I knew nothing of these philosophies when I first set foot on this path. Instead, here in Puerto Rico, surrounded by nature’s raw beauty, I found that I needed to discard my many layers of conformity and shed my…
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Free The Feet: Why I live Barefoot in Puerto Rico
The freedom I Found Living Barefoot in Puerto Rico The Awakening of My Feet For eight years, I have lived barefoot in Puerto Rico, feeling the earth beneath me with every step. But before that, I was a city boy—born and raised in Brooklyn, where pavement and concrete ruled. There was no real nature to walk on, no way to truly connect with the ground beneath me. Shoes were just a given, an unquestioned part of life. But something always felt off. My feet were trapped, suffocated. It wasn’t until I stripped them bare that I realized—I was meant to be free. The Simple Life Led Me Here At first,…
