Freedom is an idea projected on, we, the people, from birth. We are entitled to it. Granted this right at birth.
Are we truly free though? Is this freedom, this right we have true "freedom", or is it a mangled version of what was imagined?
Freedom isn't working a full time job that you may or may not dislike while trying to make time for the people and hobbies you love. It isn't dedicating all of your time to school, it isn't a car, nor even a house.
Freedom is wild. It is the wind wafting wildly through grass in an open field. It is the trees patiently waiting for the rain. It's the ocean, and the fish, and the notion to swim wherever they please.
It is feral; animalistic instincts that dictate the natural world.
Freedom is Nature.
We have moved beyond nature. Many of us even much too busy to even pause and take notice of it's beauty, it's elegant form of just simply being. Where we have to try to be elegant, Nature just is.
Our Freedom may not be as pure as Nature's, but it is all we can afford in these poor times.
Money is the issue, yet it is our key to true freedom. Money is a double-edged sword that will drive those whom try to hard to pursue it, wild.