GLITTER DUST OF MY MIND. SOLILOQUY.
As we visited the Tuol Sleng Museum in Cambodia, it was the much known for Prison of those who got executed at THE KILLING FIELDS. FREEDOM restricted. How sad could it be when you are not able to do things that you wanted to do because you are not free at all. Freedom held, freedom purged, freedom you can not even pay for not work for. Life could be so hard to be in a situtation where in you are bound to be behind barb wires, waiting for death. Even escaping meant early death. Would you just choose to wait for your turn to be killed? Or would you be bold enough to escape and die voluntarily earlier that scheduled? Life is sad when you are behind thorny + rusty barb wires like these. Can you imagine yourself being deprived of your own freedom? They were taken captive. Some did not even have the time to understand what was happening. It was not a choice. It was not even an option. More painful is when you know you do not even have an assurance that you will be able to escape and go out of that prison and the part of waking up day after day, that today could be the day you are meant to die. It is Painful, but True! We are still born blessed and that we are given our freedom to be able to do our own will. For others, it was not even a choice! Take care of your freedom, it is a GIFT!
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