Confine: (v) to keep or restrict someone or something
There are no bars.
There are no cells.
There are no guards.
There is no visible punishment.
Matter of fact, it would appear that the prisoner can come and go at will.
But nonetheless, it is a jailhouse.
It is a slammer.
It is a penitentiary.
It’s name is worry.
Once a human being is sentenced to a lifetime of worry, the gentleness, creativity, happiness and open-mindedness that might be available is stolen away, and in its place, the convicted soul is confined to limited thoughts laced with anxiety.
It is not necessary to kill someone to destroy him or her.
It is not required to lock in a concrete building, surrounded by steel.
All you have to do is convince any person that there’s something to worry about, and that worry itself is virtuous.
He or she will take the keys to life and lock away potential … until death mercifully pardons.
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