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Will/Free


How is it we have the opportunity of freewill when no one understands the meaning of being free. Freedom can not exist in a country in which we have to impose OUR WILL on someone, when we talk about freewill we speak with a peaceful and positive connotation when I see the word it makes me smile a little bit I am not sure why. But when you take away a persons free there WILL is all they can have left. And with that WILL the connotation is all in the placement and if you could show me a positive placement of it please do. You may say will people have the will to do what's right. But tell me is the right thing always legal. Can it always be moral. Can you always stomach doing the right thing for a reasons of say killing in order to save your people's existence to maintain your own freewill? So if you are both fighting in order to maintain freewill when does it turn into your Self-will. Or Personal-Will at that even. Or is it in fact that freewill can collide and instead of interacting like a world of the truly free should and would do in a sense of building a better union as a whole in which the First amendment was advised and created, they instead deny detach and derail from one another and it becomes a he said she said incident with little compromise to try and resolve. And all the while I sit back I am still trying to figure out where the free came from because as I see it nothing can be free. In other words simply there is a price to pay. And a price to pay for that freedom to, so in the context of actuality in today's time there is going to be someone of says yes we have freewill and them turn around and say Obama needs to go, that same guy will say sure we have freewill and then spit at the thought of the same gender getting married and there only reasoning will be that it's in the bible and it says it's wrong and forget the other parts of the book. We are also taught not to judge, and then just for grins, it also says that we are all made in God's likeness and that the pieces in us were made through him so who says they aren't the way they are through him. But the person talking all about freewill and giving none to his peers will continue to do so until someone calls him out on it. But then how come we aren't just as bad when we are taking his freewill away from him. So with that in mind are we fighting a battle that really cannot be won. Are we traveling down a path that there is no beginning let alone a finish to. But yet the water rages on with no end in sight and a routine ensues and a rivalry amongst a "free" people is created in which it is impossible to be free, as those dark stories and fables were told. Freedom Really Isn't Free. Epically 'Round My Way.
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