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Real Freedom
Real Freedom
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the concept of freedom must be one of the hardest to explain. here, m.m. baines solves the issue by introducing real freedom. Not just free of, for instance, oppression but devoid of anything that can keep us from evolving into a state of real freedom. us, the human race. this bundle of essays also covers all the obstacles holding us back from what could be considered the next logical step in our evolution. these being: religion, politics, money and a few others aside. Not all dry and certainly quite opinionated if not daring. Livened up with short stories at the beginning of every chapter. After reading you will know how to achieve real freedom.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMM Baines
Release dateOct 6, 2013
ISBN9781301275007
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MM Baines

M.M. Baines has worked as a teacher most of his adult life. Writing fiction, short stories and novels, and essays in his spare time. Never having been published before, he decided to start with a bundle of his best essays on the subject of 'Real Freedom'. Planning on publishing a lot more, especially of his fiction. But this first is what he considers to be his most important work to date.

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    Real Freedom - MM Baines

    REAL FREEDOM

    M.M.Baines

    Published by M.M. Baines at Smashwords

    Copyright 2013 M.M. Baines

    Cover design by: M.M. Baines

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    Chapter 1 - Prologue

    Chapter 2 - Preface

    Chapter 3 - Real Freedom

    Chapter 4 - Oh my God

    Chapter 5 - 'Isms'

    Chapter 6 - The System - Any System

    A wise man once said: One thinks a lot clearer on a full stomach. So let the reading of this book be preceded by a good meal.

    PROLOGUE

    My feet can hardly get a hold anymore on the frozen snow. Gotta get up there. Across the pass. I think while exhaustion sweeps over me. I know I have to make it but I'm starting to feel I never will. The freezing wind whips up the loose snow fallen the day before, lashing at my face. Yesterday's unabated snow fall had kept me pinned down the whole day and now I just couldn't go on wading through the loosely packed snow on top of the firm icy slope.

    Eyes half closed squinting against the ever sparkling snow crystals a sudden harsh flash of reflecting sunlight hits my eyes with a splitting sharp pain penetrating right down to the back of my head. I crouch down screaming with pain, my eyes squeezed shut. Vague memories torment my exhausted mind. It's like the blinding reflection off a windshield of upcoming traffic. Glass? Maybe there's someone there? Glass... Could mean anything. Might be just ice? A car, no. Who would be able to get here anyway? Some plane wreck probably. Or shelter, a hut?

    Frantically I stumble on making little headway up that flaming hill with hope pushing me to make a final effort. Don't tell me I'm only gonna find some wreckage and some corpses. It can't be! I mutter to myself. A small ridge of snow collapses in front of me and I tumble forward and I smash into something solid. It's rectangular. my mind screams in joy. Or did I just hear my own voice?

    A lot of snow covers what looks like a roof I realise as I slide down the other end past a door and windows covered with ice and snow. I stumble and crash on all fours through the freshly fallen snow struggling to get up. Am I seeing things? The door looks and feels real enough as I pull myself up holding on to the frozen handle. Despite the gloves I'm wearing my fingers had long since gone numb and had become completely useless. No matter how I try there's no way I'm able to remove any of the ice that has frozen the door shut. I slam into the door, somehow finding the strength and hear a faint crack, hoping it's not my shoulder. Ice splinters off revealing a tiny gap between the door and it's frame. I try to shove my fingers into the gap but can't. Once more, with all the strength I can muster I slam into the door and it suddenly gives way and I tumble headlong into the mountain hut. Because that's what it is. One of those they put up at regular intervals for travellers and hikers who seek shelter and need a rest. I know I sure need it.

    I get up and close the door shutting out the still fiercely blowing wind and snow drift. Now shivering uncontrollably I cast my eyes around. The faint light coming through the iced over windows is still enough to reveal to me a completely dishevelled interior. Though mother nature had done it's best to wreck the place, most of the damage was clearly due to human nature. Broken cups and dishes, a smashed chair, ripped mattresses a table knocked over. Empty cans indicating there would probably be no food left. Making me wonder how they ever got this hut all the way up here, even in summer, and could resupply it. Moving through the debris looking for a way to make myself comfortable and regain my strength, if not with food at least with some rest, my eyes got fixed on a neatly printed sign hanging askew on just one nail, saying: PLEASE LEAVE THIS PLACE AS YOU FOUND IT. And I laugh. Oh this is too good! I exclaim and laugh again as I put the table upright again, because...

    Because here's where the fiction ends. This is my jump off point, where I can say this is my attitude towards life. To not leave this place as I found it but to put the table upright again. To say I think I found this place, this society, this civilisation completely dishevelled and I will want to leave this place better of and not as I found it. As will be shown in the following as I explain how I would want to go about it.

    PREFACE

    'To leave this place better of and not as I found it'... I don't mean I want to 'save the planet' as so many people say. Which is, I think, the usual 'overestimating ourselves' the human race is so fond of doing. Because let's face it if we really wanted to 'save

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