Freedom Inside

Sometimes I wonder if, in today’s world, there’s still such a thing as “privacy”. I guess that all the privacy we really have is in our minds. Perhaps that’s the reason I’m not a big fan of psychologists. Paying somebody to violate your privacy? Not my cup of tea, except if I ever have a serious mental condition. So, by following that criterion... isn't imagination the best way to be truly free? Think about it. You can do whatever you want in your thoughts and your dreams and there's no one there to judge you, no one to stop you (except, in some cases, the mental terrorists, also known as "guilt"). So, I won't pay attention to people anymore when they tell me I shouldn't live in a bubble... Maybe that's my reality, the way I perceive the world around. Hmmmmm...