My "Freedom" - Divine Punishment(?)

By Daryl Del Rosario

I am free at last! No longer bound to the system. A system of misled teachings and sinister biased prophets. A system of so-called courtliness and nobility. A system similar to that of how the world runs today. But do net let me stay on this subject alone, for I see my freedom differently. Call it dishonorable, call it shameful, call it anything you'd like, I'd like to see it the way it may have meant to be. Divine Punishment.

Forgive me for thinking like this. You may have been insulted by the use of a Biblical allusion, or I may have brought back a memory you had left a long time ago. Seriously though, I'd like to share my view of how is it I am not crying nor even thinking of killing myself. I had chosen to laugh, to smile and to accept my fate. It would seem strange for one who had been severed from the only thing that guarentees a fruitful existence in this miserable and corrupt world, to just shrug it off like it was nothing so important. Yet you are wrong, for I know how greatly important such is, and also how great the price there was to be paid. I tell you I have already found it out for myself, and so also I have paid its price. It would be something I would never forget, for it had struck me like a dagger in my heart, forever buried there. And at that same moment, I saw it differently, of how it may have been something that had been dealt unto me for my insolence.

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