No Walls
There’s nothing more important to me than my freedom.
I can bear heart pains, I can bear loneliness, i can bear physical pain, I can bear extreme weather, I can bear total silence, i can bear eardrum-cracking noise but i can never stand being in a cage.
A cage not physical, a cage that somehow limit my capability of deciding, choosing and thinking. I can give up all but not my freedom. I believe that the most important thing we received in this lifetime is not life itself…not the act of breathing and feeling but the gift of freewill. I would rather die than to be tied and be bound. I hate systems, patterns, routines and predictability.
Some of us think that gratitude means slavery. Some of us think that giving help means power and control. Irritatingly, not many of us try to change this mentality. The newer generation continues to inherit that rotten mentality. What’s worst …the guilt it brings.
Cages…i’m not really fond of those unless i choose to get in! Freedom!
