Is it really a lack of freedom that even the birds are chained to the sky? It is probably the optimistic in me that couldn’t accept the word “chained” in this statement. The only way to accept imprisonment at this point is when I would be feeling morbid or sad that the world is falling apart.
Although when “responsibility” is interjected, it’s a whole new picture. It is true that the bird can explore any sky that it wanted but it has to be wise of when will it take the flight, is there a danger knowing a vulture won’t snap its thin life, no endangering or inappropriate weather to stop it, or will it be flying alone without companion for either delight or protection, and will it has enough wings strength to fly far? Timing, preparation, and doing it again play an important role; but these factors aren’t good enough excuse or notion that it is what it is.
Everyone is free but it is up to us to pick the battle that made us looked like a lunatic for being crazy passionate but I hope not to the extent of losing ourselves, our joy, our sense of adventure, or our freedom. We are only chained when we choose it or we let other people in chain when we don’t do anything about it. It is okay to help break a chain.