Freedom

It happened last spring, with another Marcelo, in a republic very, very close...There once was a profession that regulated and controlled what the people should know.There might not have been much freedom there, but there were also no reports of people suffering from back pain or who lacked living conditions.Freedom of expression and movement was limited, and even pain was censored.Then, on a beautiful day, some music was heard, some harpsichords appeared and some people in uniform (but still everything in black and white); From that day on, people started talking and moving more (and complaining of some pain due to decades of "chronic sedentary lifestyle").These are other people's memories, even our parents or grandparents, but they try to resist time.Imagine that you feel pain and you are told to bear it. Or that he has a belt with only one hole, tight, that he has to wear every day, limiting his movements. Do you conform?luckily todaynowadays we have more freedom and decision-making power, but do we value it? Will we have more freedom, or less memory?Revolutions may not be solitary activities and need seeds, but reflection must germinate in each person's mind. Releasing one thing can impact others.Create or maintain your freedom; wish for a freer world.Read, write, be physically active, but go beyond desire and thought :)