I still remember, sneaking into the hallway to peek under the door and watch my dad putting together my bike that Santa was suppose to bring for me that Christmas. The bike parts scattered in front of him, staring at the assembly instructions and getting frustrated, mom trying to calm him down and encourage him while he was mumbling under his breath. It was a blue bike with a banana seat. I am sure my dad wanted it to be a surprise and he did not think I was behind the door, straining my neck to see under the door. In the morning, I received my bike, which was more than just a bike, it was freedom. I could ride my bike farther than I could walk, and my parents granted me a little bit more freedom so I could ride my bike.

The next time I received a symbol of freedom was when I was in high school. My father worked a second job for a time and bought me a car. It was a grenadine muscle car with a small block Chevy engine that could go from zero to trouble in no time flat. That car meant freedom. Just like the bike when I was younger, the car meant I could go farther than my previous bubble of freedom. Now, with each increase in freedom came an increase in responsibility. Also, an increase in chores which I gladly, for a short time at least, performed. Driving my mom to the store, taking my sibling to the library or to school etc. Along with my freedom, I had some added responsibility.

When people ask about symbols of freedom, some may automatically refer to the flag or the Constitution, the Bill of Rights etc. But anything which increases our bubble of freedom is a symbol of that very freedom. Walking, biking, driving, writing, art etc, these things increase or bubble of freedom and our sphere of influence, and our imagination. And, conversely, anything that hinders those freedoms or limits our bubble is stifling. Henry Ford did not invent the car, but he devised a way to mass produce the automobile and make it available to the masses. When the bible was printed in quantity, it brought the word of God to the masses which meant that more people had the freedom to worship Him in their own way. The computer was, in the digital cave man days, so limited and available to only a few that could understand the complexity of the computer code. Then in the 1970’s, the computer revolution exploded and brought information to the masses. Now, in the year 2015, who can imagine a cord on the phone, a palm size computer that is more powerful that those reel to reel computers that N.A.S.A. used to get our astronauts to the moon.

You could say that the smart phone is another device which has increased the size of our bubble. You can talk to someone almost anywhere in the world. You could look up information without going to a library and organize your contacts and even write a blog post with it.

Another symbol is the gun. With the gun, the individual has the freedom to protect himself and his family without relying on the government or government agency. Like Col. Colt penned, “Be not afraid of any man, no matter what his size; when danger threatens, call on me and I will equalize”. Our founding fathers thought that owning and the proficient use of the gun should be mandatory for the security of the individual, community and the country.

Can you remember the first time you got a bicycle? How about your first car? Do you own a gun? Do you know how to use it? Remember the first time you used your gun and hit what you aimed at?

Anybody or any agency that pro-ports to relieve you of any of these items of freedom should be considered anti-freedom. They can coat this anti-freedom with sugary sweet words that the average person will accept without critical thinking. Usually emotionally charged words with no substance.

Have you heard of UN agenda 21? (http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2012/11/19/what-is-agenda-21-after-watching-this-you-may-not-want-to-know/) How about the Georgia Guidestones? (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georgia_Guidestones) Both of these are pretty evil when you use critical thinking. Population control, or rather depopulation. Control of cars and control of firearms which equals just plain control. Like George Orwells ‘1984″, we the sheeple will be controlled and we will have funded it, allowed it and almost demanded it. George Carlin, a controversial comedian, had a stand up bit that warned of this very thing. Other than the crude profanity, I think it worth the time to watch it. (https://youtu.be/9dY4WlxO6i0) The FBI had an extensive file on Mr. Carlin and viewed him as a threat to America because he dared talk negatively about the government. Sounds Orwellian doesn’t it? It is interesting that Hillary Clinton said it is our duty to question government. She must have meant only question Conservative government. (https://youtu.be/NJxmpTMGhU0)

It is time to wake up. How did you feel when your parents took your bike away? Only the government is not our parents, at least the government is not mine, we need to remember that the government is supposed to work for us, not against us. Those that have eyes, look and see. Those that have ears listen and think. Those that see and hear, kneel and pray.

2 thoughts on “Symbols of Freedom

  1. Wow, I hadn’t thought about my bike in years. You nailed the term “freedom” right. It wasn’t. For Christmas, or birthday, it was just a we love you thing. I can still see it, big balloon tires, and Daddy painted it baby blue for me. It had red rubber grips on the handle bars and was the most gorgeous thing Is ever seen.
    I don’t remember learning to ride it, I just remember riding it. And yes the freedom I felt when upon my trusty machine. It was my horse, or my motorcycle, or whatever I wanted it to be. I could out run the dog on the block behind us who always wanted to tear of my leg, or make believe I was touring some far off land. It was a wonderful feeling. And then to push up the adrenalin I found if I lifted one of my folks pinnenuckle? cards and swiped a wooden clothes pin off Momma clothesline I was adding a new demintion to my world. Now my bike had sound, look out world here I come. Oh what a sound it made, and heads would turn to see what was coming ,
    Yes, Thinker, we have many freedoms, past and present that we need to protect.
    One thing my Momma use to say, they can steel my possessions, but they can’t steel my memories or dreams. Never stop dreaming.
    And that oh Tinker Thinker is my two cents.

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