"I as a lowly man, know if I do not want my children playing with something, I put it out of their reach. It only makes sense, right?"
This is the garden, you can enjoy everything except the fruits of this tree.
You have free will but never partake of the fruits of this tree.
In context:
These are all your buttons, you can push any button you want but never push this one. The big red one that is glowing.
What you don't tell them is that big glowing red button is connected to a ton of C4 under the house.
No parent is going to put such a button in reach of their children.
Why even have such a button if it is not meant to be pushed?
Why put the tree of knowledge in the garden if it is not meant to be partaken from? Especially when every other tree in the garden is freely available to partake from.
Furthermore, how is it "free will" means your are "forbidden" from partaking in the fruit of the tree of knowledge?
Its a contradiction.
It is a choice to obey society.
The context of an "imperative to being" is that when someone truly believes something, the choice to believe is not there.
When we are convinced of a delusion it means we think the delusion is truth.
If we believe something entirely, we can't help but believe it.
It only becomes a choice once we are enlightened to the delusion.
If the kid believes there is a monster under the bed when its dark, to them, there will be a monster under the bed when its dark until they realize there isn't.
In dating context:
If you believe he or she loves you with all their heart and you believe this with all your heart, you will continue to believe this despite what reality is unless you remove the delusion. You have no choice to believe it because you believe it is true, its not a choice, its a belief. It only becomes a choice after your belief as waned.
I remember the summer afternoon in the local theater in 1969 when I stepped up on stage, held hands will Billy Graham and asked for forgiveness.
I was completely and utterly convinced of the religion.
I stayed convinced for decades. I ignored the inconsistencies in the religion I 'believed' in with all my heart.
Then I died in a car accident and was 'saved' by the paramedics.
I started looking at my life and much did not make sense.
I started asking more and more pointed questions that my beloved religion could not answer. I started removing delusions, got seriously depressed with being alive, contemplating suicide.
I chose life and decided to seek real help.
My life changed, my rationality changed, I started removing all delusions, started looking for truth in reality. I found it.
I still believe in a God.
I no longer believe in religion.
It wasn't my belief in God that failed, it was my belief in "man" that failed.