Puppeteering

I've been thinking a lot about freedom lately. All types of freedom. Freedom of spirit. Freedom of mind. Freedom of speech. Freedom to move. We crave freedom. We even wish we had wings to be free to fly. Then it dawned on me. How do we know anything about freedom when "we" as the human race try so desperately to control everything? We try to control time with clocks, control space with mortgages, control water with bottles, control nature with zoos, control people with marriage. We've become masters at controlling things... or trying to control things. All types of manipulation have become our best friend. When someone is moving too freely we use sarcasm and guilt to try and control their movement.

What are we afraid of?