Freedom is limited, artificial, and therefore illusory, a shared hallucination at best. No sane mortal is truly free, because true freedom is so terrible that only the mad or the divine can face it with open eyes. It overwhelms the soul.
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It's as if the bell wasn't there at all, until it started ringing, and then it had always been there. Perhaps the door, too, hadn't been there until it had always been.