Freedom, short and strange

Freedom only takes on meaning when it is a shared freedom, when it is the freedom to encounter another being as a being instead of a thing to be used and manipulated, or even simply imagined according to our own will or analysis.

This is not the same as simple liberty to do what we wish, though the one does condition the possibility of the other. No, this is experiencing a sort of ontological freedom. Even when we are ourselves unconstrained, when we act so as to oppress another being, or when we encapsulate that other being in a preconceived and static image or impression, we remain a prisoner of systemic determination. Our encounter with the world remains scripted, merely acting out a mechanical part already formed by biases, assumptions, and routine. Or even worse, we simply implement the mandates of power structures in society, structures over which we have little control and little certain understanding.

No, instead we must encounter beings as beings, and offer them respect and affection in terms of their radical singularity. We must encounter other beings as children, innocent to the world, only curious and supportive, without expectation. Only in an indeterminate encounter can beings truly experience their freedom, not merely as an individual condition but also as an expression of the ontological freedom of the word itself.