Maximum safety, Minimum existence

Garfield, leaping, Rambo-like, through the open door of a pet-shop, announces himself FREEDOM FIGHTER

He charges through the shop,flinging open the cages of the confined pets, proclaiming YOU'RE FREE! YOUR ARE FREE!

But instead of rejoicing in this sudden gift of liberation, the cats and dogs and birds all remain in their open cages, intimidated by the unknown possibilities that come with freedom.

Seeing this Garfield surmises, HMMM, FOLKS MUST NOT BE HEAVILY INTO FREEDOM THESE DAYS

Ever flexible, he whirls back through the pet shop, slamming the cage doors and cheering YOU'RE SECURE! YOU'RE SECURE

The pets, reconfined, look relived.

Same thing happens in the world of people. Many of us choose security over freedom to such an extreme that we confine ourselves and profoundly limit our experience of life. I might surrender to a craving to be secure by electing to live my life in a closet. Maximum safety, minimum existence.

(Taken from Orbiting the Giant Hairball: A Corporate Fool's Guide to Surviving with Grace)