the more freedom, the less freedom

     Think of a speedy motorcycle. And you're just SITTING on it. HAHA. You feel the wind and you go away, but you're just sitting, isn't it weird? The motorcycle does all the work. I see this situation as a summary of most people's lives, because very few people are able to become motorcycles.

     Some thieves try to steal the freedom of others. As they enjoy the view, they think the wind that hits their faces as a pleasure. They think their lives are going on as fast as they want. They don't see things moving below. There are some lives. There are worn out clothes, dirty faces and tired bodies. There are people who keep on running. There are people who speed up the lives of them. There are people who make  their lives a great pleasure. These thieves try to take away their freedom by stealing the labor of tired bodies. Their labor is a response to these thieves as the wealth. This is the obvious cruel freedom theft.

     It is tempting to watch these experiences outside. The show that passes quickly makes the viewers happy. They also benefit from the wind. They feel the freedom for a moment. But they really don't know who owns this freedom. Passers pass, wind blows and goes. Then, they cough because of the dust caused by the wind and reproach it for bothering them. They  reproached their own discomfort.

    These thieves are drivers sitting on motorcycles. Laborers with dirty bodies are also motorcycles. While the laborers are getting tired, the drivers are getting happier. The more speed, the stronger wind. The stronger wind, the more freedom. The more freedom, the less freedom. In the air, there are noises coming from the drivers. BUT THEY ARE JUST SITTING.