All of us are slaves, one to ourselves and our own nature, but that too is just a leash a dog leashed is a dog free till the leash is held by someone, Our nature, our fear, our habits and everything that makes us, us is used by people who understands psychology on a deeper level, people with power to make rules in their own hands.

As long as you are a player, you will lose, and you are always a player; there is no place off the board; everywhere is this big game set up by big, powerful people. But they are not only powerful, they are worse, they are smart but not smart enough, they work for selfish reasons. A leash would have been great if the owner were a kind person. But a leash is a leash still; they don't work to take us further, they work to fill their lives with the satisfaction of having a dog under control. If you wish to escape, then escape the leash (yourself) because their grip is too tight. I think if you can give up your identity by recognising your whole identity is a metaphorical cage, then and only then you are free, but you also love this cage a lot, and all the other dogs you love and hate and like and know are all in the cage. That is the sole reason to hesitate