freedom of speak (spee-ack)

what's scary about "free will" is having to make the "right" decision and coming out smelling like roses each and ever time.

no, really.


"free will" is not what you want unless you understand, completely, how you are responsible for your moves. truly. nobody "made" you do anything anymore. you did it.

the end.


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take free will and fate. Fate, if you prefer. if everything were preordained, then why do we struggle with these decisions? i mean, if it were, doesn't it mean that whatever we did it's meant to be? whatever we had lost or whatever it is that we had gained - doesn't that mean we're meant to have them that way?


people keep talking about free speech. free will. free this free that, in a celebration - so to speak - of individualism and the "freedom" of choice.

i won't rehatch the arguments that had been done to death - i'm sure you've heard them all before; you say what you want, you think what you will. the only true shackling of any freedom is when your thoughts have been conditioned to flow one particular way by someone else. like how it's important to not shut yer yap and get your pretty arse thrown into jail for being stupid. like insulting a powerful someone in a manner that may not be ignored; in the name of "protest" and "the right way" of doing things, so your voice too, can be heard.

now THAT's called shackled. and the best bit? you won't be unhappy about it.


maybe you'll even call it freedom. yeah. freedom of speech, when all you really are, is noisy.