Freedom and ethics

       Both of them are part of a same family. Related. But never went along too well.
Freedom is the younger sibling. The one like a young aspirant climber camping with Hope and Energy. Travelling together on the unrestricted path they some time had to pass by the herd of Rules. Freedom and his accompanies were never fond of them. Though travelling with them made their path look straighter, they took up lot of space. Made their path narrower. They were never habited to being in crammed spaces. It made them feel out of breath.
Ethics was also fond of travelling but he travelled for the knowledge rather than for solitude like his younger family member. He had spent quite a long period of his youth with the herd of Rules. Their values were infiltrated in him. He is more mature thus more evolved, he thought. For he had knowledge of better decisions anyone has to face in life. He had  formulae for way of life equations, some written, some memorized. He had learn it through decades and centuries of experience. Old is gold and never outdated.
While Ethics had the way of living, Freedom had the spirit of living. Ethics way of caring for younger ones was by teaching them all. But he didn't know Freedom was bothered by his old man's smothering.
He distanced himself and sang all the way 'I am the rebellion'. His music was after all the part of Nature, the family to which both Ethics and Freedom belonged. They never tried understanding each other still sleeps in the same hut, The Mind.