Freedom

It is strange that we humans, can find freedom in almost anything. Some of us find freedom in art and expression. Some find it in travel and anonymity. For some people, freedom is free verse or just a song. Some people can just let go in front of an audience pretending to be someone they’re not. A person I know is free in terms of life itself.

The irony is that some people are liberated when they are shackled while some find freedom in the ultimate absolution.

Even so, liberty is something all of us crave. The want for Liberty has started revolutions. It has been the cause of numerous wars.

But are our liberated souls actually free?

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