A not very timely note

This was a blog I once wrote during my high school and early college years. I keep it around for nostalgic purposes, but it is quite obviously no longer updated. I am looking to make a more professional blog presence in the future, but I still like to look at where I was mentally at certain points in time.

- G. Jan 2013



Monday, May 25, 2009

"The Bird" by G.

Don't worry, I'm still alive. I needed a bit of a break to restore the chemical balance in my brains, and feed the Imagination Elephant peanuts. But lo and behold, my fingers are once again criss crossing the keyboard. Anywho, lets get down to business.

You know, sometimes you go through a regular business day, and you accidently step in a puddle, leave your wallet in your other pants and realize you left some important something or another at home. You look at the sky and say "O' great sky, I wish I was a dog". Eh? Hey it's kinda logical. You do nothing all day, get fed, and bask in unconditonal love. Sounds muy bueno. But obvsiouly I'm not going to talk about dogs; the post being called "The Bird" and all. Yeah, lets talk about the birds.

Ever had that dream where your just randomly flying through the sky? Birds have a freedom that I'm quite jealous of sometimes. I think under everything else, that kind of freedom is what everyone works towards, or at the very least would love to have. You just have to wonder; were humans made to live and stay in one place for an extended period? I don't know about you, but the drive to explore and travel burns deeply. I'm sure most of us would love to have a ton of money, or a nice car, or a gold plated garbage truck. I would trade all that in a heartbeat if I could experience the kind of freedom a bird does. To watch the landscape below as you soar through the air, with nothing chaining you to the ground below.

Then again, that's just my idea of what freedom is. Freedom means different things to different people. But in a world where it's hard to find a true and defining purpose, it would be nice to have the freedom to discover it. But we are free... aren't we? Well you tell me. What do you think freedom is? Is there any way to break the "chains" that bind us, if there are any?

2 comments:

Sir said...

Freedom's tough to achieve in our oh-so-advanced world where money rules everything... Unless of course you decide to move away to the mountains and grow your own food and animals and the such... Which is in itself pretty much the only idea of freedom that I can get for a human being, save being unhealthily rich. Although I've gotta admit, I've dreamt of that bird lots and lots of times, not only while asleep. (math class anyone?)

As usual, great post, mate!

Anonymous said...

To me it seems that people perceive freedom to be able to do what makes them happy. Because of that it's hard to make a definitive meaning to it, what might be free to one person might still be restrictive and overbearing to another.