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mood: 
cold
coldmusic: Uncertain Memory --- Gackt
I wonder how far I would go if I never got caught.
Think about it...
I dwelled upon this as my 'food for thought' when I went walking today.
To have the freedom to destroy the aspects of your life that you detested and have nothing connecting you to this.
It would be like becomming as god among men, a judge among the guilty.
Then again, some people may wish for the recognition of their slayings.
Or something like that.
So please, share with me your thoughts. How far do you think you would go if there was never a chance of you getting caught?
Would the guilt pile in your mind until your skull burst with pleas of sorrow and remorse? Would you run straight to the police to report the incident?
...
Or would you smile, wipe the slate clean...and move on? Would you laugh at those who buckled under the weight of their own souls?
Where would you be?
Possibly more on this later, but I must reflect upon myself
Which I seem to do a lot lately.
In essence, we always have a 'choice' what we wish to do. However, we must always accept the consequences of our actions; our every choice is weighed and we must never forget that. For instance, I could start shouting quite loudly while running down the hall; it's my choice, but if I did do that, I would face many consequences from the action.
Choices involve finding the delicate balance between what is lawfully right and morally right, to you, based on your beliefs and experiences.
Without a judge, we are free to do whatever we want, but we are never without a judge; we are constantly judging ourselves, which is what we must do to survive in a society with so many written and (more importantly) unwritten rules.