There was a slave. The slave had no say, he couldn’t do what he wanted to do, he can only dream. There’s no hope, no motivation, only the desire to stay alive, but for what reason that he needed to stay alive, he couldn’t comprehend.
Then the slave was freed, he became an independent man, he could do what he wanted to do. Little did he understand the meaning of freedom, but at least he could freely explore the world that was not opened to him when he was slave.
The man needed to be self- sustainable. He could beg or work for people or engage in crime (non- capitalism self- employment). He alone was responsible for his wellbeing and accounted for the consequences of his own actions.
Once physical needs were met, hence independent of physical worries, one would naturally pursue mental independence. Mental independence would be a state of mind, clear and unbiased, able to differentiate between wrong and right and what’s best. Truly there are many grey areas, so one needed to decide what’s best, and agree with the consequences of his decision.
Apparently many were slave of mind, to the mastermind. The mind slave could be suffering from information deficiency or misinformation, leading them to make wrong decision. Many were aware of what’s going on, but they refuse to believe. Man’s own irrationality had made them slave of their own mind.
Thus it seems, a country is not much different from men, it is made out of men anyway. The country I lived in declared independence 51 years ago. It had since gone through tremendous development, was now self- sustainable but quite a few steps away from economically independent. The people had tasted the air of freedom, but most minds were held slave, thanks to the manipulation of the education system by a few masterminds.
We would call it Independence Day when the people’s minds were no longer enslaved. For now, just be grateful they grant access to my blog.
