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I wonder... If I were to place our boy in the ED, where would he be?
Do the readers even remember as far back as Volume 1 anymore? Volume 5? 4? 3? 2?
Meh~
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"Let the student known as Ayanokouji Kiyotaka be carved into the minds of the students, and they will not forget your existence."
ᴴᵒʳᶦᵏᶦᵗᵃ ᴹᵃⁿᵃᵇᵘ... ʰᵃᵛᵉⁿ'ᵗ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉˀ
What is freedom to me?
It's a question I used to ask in the abstract, a distant thought, years ago, something Sartre and Mill could pick apart and dissect for the sake of philosophical musings.
Sartre once suggested that "Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you."
The idea implies that true freedom is reactionary, that our choices are shaped by what we've suffered, and what we've endured. An admirable concept, maybe, but doesn't it suggest a limitation rather than liberation?
Is it really freedom if it's moulded by others' actions?
I'm not convinced.
Not anymore.
Mill had his own take.
He claimed, "The worth of a state is the worth of the individuals composing it." To him, freedom lies in the strength of society and its people—an intertwined network of individual worth that somehow creates collective freedom.
But in my experience, it's only a collective delusion, each individual chasing personal liberation while shackled to the societal framework.
It is best shown in the past 5 years, where the progress—societal and technological advancement of the Walls has advanced nearly a hundred years thanks to some careful power plays and considerations...
All linking back to me.
Freedom isn't achieved through blending in; it's something far more personal.
These philosophers made their claims with certainty, but real freedom—true, tangible freedom—was something none of them could quite grasp.
Nietzsche got close when he said, "Freedom is the will to be responsible for ourselves." I used to agree, back when I entertained ideas of abstract responsibility.
But responsibility, as he defines it, is a double-edged sword.
It's a form of control, yet incomplete, a force that turns on itself when you look too closely. Does "being responsible" really mean being free? Or is it just another chain that binds, just dressed differently?
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