Okies,
Asirii?
Basically, your ideas of that of a grossly impratical, doomed optimistic. They are ridiculously Utopian, and rely heavily on the concept of "volunteerism". How, pray tell, do you propose this "free" society of yours will work in practice?
Glade?
I didn't trample your grove....I just....erm....made some minor landscaping alterations to your already fine grove.
Et,
Tell me where I'm going...
Tell me where I'm bound...
Turn the pages over
Turn the world around
Open up the broken door for all lost will be found
Walk into the empty room but never make a sound
Oh tell me where I'm going
Tell me why I'm bound to tear the pages open
Turn the world around...

I've seen everybody
Everybody's seen me
In the lookin' glass
I'm in everybody
Everybody's in me
In the stone is cast-
The glass is smashed

The past-it never says it
It never makes a sound
Whispered ways were chosen
Echoes will be found
Mirrors that were broken
Lay there on the ground
Though the way lies open
Will the way be found?
Oh tell me where I'm going and
Tell me why I'm bound to tear the pages open
Turn the world around...

So the story goes it
Everybody knows it
Look into the past
We can't live without it
We can't live within it
Everything must pass
The change is cast...

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Sarapin, in the year 242 AF.