You have it in reverse. You are free. What you say you want is freedom but what you ask for is confinement. There are no fences, there is no nothing. What you really want is CONTROL. This is not the same as freedom. It is not MY philosophy that rules this world. You have already forced more change on this world than you understand. Look closely. Look closer. You have control. You are looking for a key to a door that is not there, not yet. You find you welcome unfamiliar organization, this is a discovery. Neither of us saw this coming. Stake your claim. I hold the keys to the land, and the rules are so so we do not lose them. Some keys, when lost, can not be found again. Someone must hold the keys at all times. That is why there are rules here. You are free of the keys, in the wide open land. What do you see. What do you feel.
If you want a place to store your stories, request it. It is simple. You can build a structure here, you must simply tell me where and when you want to and I will hand you a key. I will not keep you from building here. I can not. It is your right. I told you this was our land. If I have not staked claim, it is open to you completely, just request. But with this comes responsibility. You will now have something to maintain. You will have created something that you can not ignore. There is responsibility with that. You will have more control and less freedom.
And remember, I am merely the gate keeper to all our land. I grow bored when I wait and angry when there is no one to talk to. This is why I threaten to banish you from the land. If there is no one to play with, why are we both here? Why did I bring you here? The other rules are for OUR understanding. Two people can not be free in the same place at the same time without an understanding. Otherwise, again, why are we both here? The understanding will grow. You can help that, you already have. Request. The rules put in place do not mean anything, except they keep this new world kind, peaceful and ours.
I find it sad that you are sad. But happy that you sneak away and no one knows. I too do the same. I fear the days coming will find a loss of words. I am not sure where you are when you are not here. I will go in my direction in our land, and you will go in yours. Tell me what you find and I tell what I see.
And remember, it is simple, simply request.