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A person that can not speak about their objective.
That can not reason with others.
That has to use force to attain their goal.
Is not human at all.
Ask yourself this.
Would you kill?
Would you deceit?
would you inflict pain to someone else to better your own situation?
I think not.
So these governments, these 'terrorist' organisations, these humans without a soul.
Are they human at all?
That can not reason with others.
That has to use force to attain their goal.
Is not human at all.
Ask yourself this.
Would you kill?
Would you deceit?
would you inflict pain to someone else to better your own situation?
I think not.
So these governments, these 'terrorist' organisations, these humans without a soul.
Are they human at all?
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with a solemn silent beauty
And though one is warm and other cold
they seem made for one another
They lived and danced to their own rhythm
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just a spectator to the dance
Entered then the careless clouds
they just wanted to dance along
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and with the beauty came the tears
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Many people would commit themselves to the lot of this, but ultimately, that's what makes them human. We're fundamentally flawed, emotionally, intellectually, socially, and some are worse than others. They can be considered the most primitive of humans, really. Driven by self-desire independent of 'needless' compassion for others, is all.