the feeling of freedom, being disengaged from constraints, has always been pursued by men, since time immemorial. it is, in itself, a fabulous feeling, a rush of newfound exuberance and excitement running through, so palpably felt when the feeling of being unrestrained is perceived. freedom is perceived in a unique manner by each different individual, and to varying extents. leaving the office on a friday evening with the weekend to look forward to, the eventual achievement of a goal after so much dedication and perseverance, and doing what so many others would shrink away from are just some of those things.

it's a rush, but releasing too many inhibitions, whether in the pursuit of that elusive experience, or as a result of losing an individual's self to the almost inebriated state brought about by the euphoria of being unleashed, as so many tragedies before have so vividly illustrated, would certainly be unadvisable. adam and eve were expelled from heaven, icarus flew too close to the sun, marc antony being too engrossed with cleopatra, lost his standing and power, and so many junkies end up dead when they attempt infeasible stunts while on a high.

chasing freedom. it's what everybody does. it's just prudent to resist that temptation to cross the line.