Where Would I Be Without Freedom? Essay, Research Paper

I walk upon the earth and marvel at the

ability to let the grass cushion my wandering feet. What if my feet could

not wander? What if I were a slave to this rich soil, then where would

I be?

Society may not be controlled, and it may

wander aimlessly perhaps, but it wanders on its own course. I walk with

society and against it, and I have the freedom to do this. I would not

be able to write such an essay if I didn?t have my freedom. It is this

freedom that allows me to write an essay differently from other people

and is what has taken many others and me as far along in our journey.

Freedom is the grass that cushions my step,

the softness that allows me to tread anywhere without the fear of persecution.

Without this layer of protection I would not want to stray far from what

I know. Without protection from the corrupt world, I would remain the same

immature child who could not walk far from what I could not see.

Light liberates darkness the same as freedom

liberates slaves. Darkness is the absence of light just as slavery is merely

the absence of freedom. Without the light of this freedom I would be in

the shadow of darkness; confined to the barren ignorant lands that light

never reaches. Grass ceases to grow and life as I know it would be useless

? dead. The fire that burns within the soul is fueled by the sun, fueled

by the liberation and freedom which allows us to fill ourselves with worldly

and unworldly beliefs.

There is little faith behind a society

who does not have the ability to choose its own unworldly beliefs. Being

spoon-fed from birth by my Orthodox Baptist parents, I rode my own spirit

into the arms of God and the ways of Christianity. Faith may guide many

a man and his heart, but freedom guides the soul. No one knows the truth

concerning God, religion, or existence, but the freedom to seek the truth

like I have has made me whole. Without freedom I would still place myself

higher than everything else and perceive myself as my own master. This

provincial nature that the world commercializes I once held, but it has

been freed by the disuniting of my flesh and its influence upon my mind,

soul, and heart.

Freedom is too immense a concept to comprehend

yet too narrow a word to define, but it drives me. Without it I become

dark and meek as I look to the cold earth for heavenly answers. Freedom

is there for anyone even slaves. The light needs but to be turned on and

ignorance can do nothing but flee.