As A Man Thinketh Free Audiobook Novels & Stories

"Oh? Go on." "Have you ever heard of a hive mind virus?" I said. With the desk between the two of us, I was preparing myself to leap over it and attack the older man. Thinker's devotion to taking down the senator may have affected my mind during the memory sync. Even the consideration of attacking a senator would have sounded ludicrous only hours before. He turned around slowly, the look in his eye precarious, and looked me from my head to my toes and back up. It was the look of appraisal.

I turned to the passage I had underlined so many times the ink had gone thin. I read it aloud into the perfect hollow house, my own voice strange in the silence. "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will." The walls seemed to contract. Something moved through me from the soles of my feet upward, slow and warm and entirely unlike anything the past fourteen months had produced. It found the hollow spaces and filled them, found the places that had gone quiet and reminded them of their own frequency. I had underlined those words at fifteen. Had underlined them again at eighteen. Had pressed a star into the margin at twenty with a pen that had nearly

Comfort continued, "permit me to tell you a story of a Fool who said there was no God. Religion is the opium of the masses. People are just brainwashing you to keep you as a slave. Be free and use your mind. Be creative, you can achieve just about anything. " This same fellow was in the same car with me, as we were talking about politics, then we entered religion, he felt we were talking rubbish. There is no God anywhere it is just a myth, it is not true. We were all arguing with him in the car when the driver lost concentration and there was an oncoming trailer suddenly the trailer swerved to our side and was like coming to crush our vehicle, the driver lost control and we were face to face

I did not know what else to think except to just question myself and my entire existence . His low deep morning voice was so alluring I could not help the tempting inappropriate thoughts that passed through my mind just at the mere sound of his voice hitting my auditory nerves . Deep breath in...hold and exhale, I did the short chant in my head as I exhaled and calmed myself down a bit before speaking.

I say let the other one be free in his thoughts at least. Let thoughts run extreme, extreme, extreme. You do not have to counter with ridicule. You do not have to ponder how stupid she is for she says she wants to live. You do not have to object using logic against the living, even living thoughts in extreme. I tell you, you all aren’t free. Else why will you not understand even freedom of thought that begs to be free, to be revealed, to be heard, to be as pure as a dream? Do not do this. Do not counter, I repeat, a thought that doesn’t hurt, doesn’t steal.

“That is one of the perks of being a human. You are born with the gift of free will. You are favored with many things, almost all, if I may add, with only one thing to do in return. I am not in the position, nor do I not have the right to discuss that matter with you, so I will not try to elaborate. But compared to those who are widely aware of this fact, only a handful practice such. Knowing is not enough. One has to apply and put that knowledge into work to claim the promises it contains.” I was feeling like his words were spinning in riddles, and I found it hard to keep up with speed while listening and trying to understand what message his words conveyed. But even in my chaotic predicame

It sounded deep, not only because of the words themselves, but because Fernando was acting his age, speaking with both wisdom and melancholy. To this the werehorse merely smiled and after putting down a pot of tea that had just been brewed, he said, "Actually, sometimes, that freedom you spoke of is in the mind of the person. If they are not contented with the life they are having in one place, of course, they would think that they are being deprived of freedom. But if they are, even if they are confined for life, but they are contented to be provided all that they need, they find it not a deprivation of freedom. Humans are really so strange. They put so much importance to stuff like this."

I didn't need anyone to tell me that I wasn't needed anymore and thinking that he didn't deman for sex made me feel kind of free ,I was happy . without waiting for the alpha order ,I turned towards the door and started walking out . *** So many thoughts ran through my mind as I laid on the bed ,there was no way that I was going to live that curse ,not after what that man had done to my kind and yet he wasn't feeling any bit of sorry for him ,he was definitely going to be so cold .

I asked, not minding him or looking at him. “Well, there are only a few things someone like you would think about at this point. The first thing is escape. You must be thinking about how you can leave this place.” My heart skipped. Shit! How the hell did he know that's what I had in mind? “Secondly, you might be thinking about how the outside might look. You might even miss freedom. You might be thinking of plenty of things you can do or wish to do if only you were free.” “I'm impressed you can tell what those you have captured are thinking.”

I have a man beside me who stopped looking for exits. He thought: this is what it was all for. He closed his eyes. He slept. End of Chapter 50