like a prison yard we are free to pursue our happiness within confines of our society. The invisible barriers to our freedom vague and meaningless as we have become accustomed to the routine.
Chained to obligation, debt before conception, being alive is not free.
Fear has been utilized to advertise security in a commodity we don’t understand. Healthcare a necessity but treated as an option.
Knowledge is owned by everyone, but not everyone is interest in opening the books and starting the transfer of wisdom from the past. But even worse, not everyone is willing to let people read without it meaning their wallet gaining weight.
We have pushed past every need, through every want, fulfilled all desire and yet we still yearn for our bank accounts to have more commas.
