“Relative Freedom” = Slavery

In the past I have thought a lot about being free. What would I have to give up now to live that way. I would give it all up for a chance to be free. There is something inside of me that longs to live freely. There is no more west to go to escape man yearning to control each other. There seems to be little ineterest in people to live free. They all think they are owned something by someone. Spoiled little children always wanting more and more, looking to find what else they steal. I better stop there.

I was seized and put into jail, because, as I have elsewhere related, I did not pay a tax to, or recognize the authority of, the State which buys and sells men, women, and children, like cattle, at the door of its senate-house. I had gone down to the woods for other purposes. But, wherever a man goes, men will pursue and paw him with their dirty institutions, and, if they can, constrain him to belong to their desperate odd-fellow society.