Sometime it's excruciatingly hard when you come to the stark realization of who you really are. You struggle with your true self and in constant battle with your emotions. You gaze at the world in bafflement and wonder at the great scheme of things and how different world elements/tenants comprehend, interpret and apply the rules of existence.
Humanity ascribes to himself the origin, possessor and custodian of a higher intelligence (wisdom) but is shackled by his concepts of what liberty and freedom are. He is governed by his invented order of things and condemns any he considers to have run foul of this order.
But the sea, a co-tenant and uninhibited wanderer possesses a wisdom that cannot be scribed on parchment but in the hearts of men and on the sands of time.
She understands the concepts of liberty and freedom in ways that conform and align with the true meaning in the universe as she wanders vagrantly defying the embankment imposed by man's order.
Some, everywhere in the universe find themselves in this gigantic fallacy called the order of things where true freedom is considered an aberration and a choice to be is stifled by concepts and theories that emanate from the hearts of fools.
Every sane mind wants to evolve into their true self but this is an aspiration that falls foul of humanity's order especially in planes where men play god to fellow men. Thus, we are forced to find a kindred spirit and acquaint ourselves with the ''free'' to soothe our desperation and thirst with the curious imagination of what freedom feels and tastes like.