Sunday, July 5, 2009

Since when?

Since when was life something to deal with? There is nothing that we have to "deal" with, that is entirely up to us. Maybe its just my American upbringing, but I would rather jump out a window under my own freewill than live a life under the rule of dealings. Dealings amongst others, and even dealings from myself. It seems no matter what freedom is something you have to fight for, because someone out there feels they can impose their will upon others. Which freedom is best, the kind where you have broken all bounds, even your own? The innocent kind, growing under the shade of adolescence, endless summer? The battle for freedom, earned with relentless passion and selfless sacrifice?

I will say one thing for certain;

Freedom is not gauged on how well you earned it, how much you deserve it, how much you have or how little you paid for it; freedom is your moment, your time in the sun, and there is not one person who can enjoy or abhor it any better than the next one.

Freedom is the natural dream of humanity, set forth when we decided to ditch our spears and contemplate the stars.

1 comment:

  1. hahahaha, I just realised how cheesey it is that I wrote about freedom after the fourth of July. Although I love America, freedom and being governed are an oxymoron.

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