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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering

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We don't love free will, we love the idea of free will, the idea that we are responsible for our choices, that our choices have meaning, that we have control. But so often, we don't have control. Our choices are nothing but one impossible option or another, one last grasp at survival. Will we save ourselves at the expense of our dignity? Will we save ourselves at the expense of another? In these choices we are forced to make, no matter the option, we give up something of ourselves to do so. It is not free at all, for the cost is our soul.