Innumerable voices have been asserting for some time now that human society is passing through a crisis, that its stability has been gravely shattered. It is characteristic of such a situation that individuals feel indifferent or even hostile toward the group, small or large, to which they belong. In order to illustrate my meaning, let me record here a personal experience. I recently discussed with an intelligent and well-disposed man the threat of another war, which in my opinion would seriously endanger the existence of mankind, and I remarked that only a supranational organization would offer protection from that danger. Thereupon my visitor, very calmly and coolly, said to me Why are you so deeply opposed to the disappearance of the human race
quote by Albert Einstein
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The next level in moral behavior higher than that exhibited by the baboon is that in which duty and loyalty are shown toward a group of your own kind too large for an individual to know all of them. We have a name for that. It is called "patriotism." Behaving on a still higher moral level were the astronauts who went to the Moon, for their actions tend toward the survival of the entire race of mankind. The door they opened leads to the hope that H. sapiens will survive indefinitely long, even longer than this solid planet on which we stand tonight. As a direct result of what they did, it is now possible that the human race will never die. Many short-sighted fools think that going to the Moon was just a stunt. But the astronauts knew the meaning of what they were doing, as is shown by Neil Armstrong's first words in stepping down onto the soil of Luna: "One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."
quote by Robert Heinlein
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Our job as writers and thinkers in the time is how to bring about the occasions that let people have that first-person experience - or the metaphoric experience that allows them to see human continuity as opposed to total threat, total willingness to do violence.
quote by Stanley Crouch
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Ancestral domain my quest
history tells on people, geography, race, culture and
events, is a wonderful topic for, the process gives
meaningful aspect of human sphere
great civilization started in common principle, an
inherent idea, that all men are created equal, above
other living animal who lives in this wonderful earth
a unquestionable notion that all species are free to
procreate, free to exist, free to subdue of what is
given and has all the opportunity to live in any given
time
the land is the only living testimony that witness the
existence of our races in many ages, for it is the race
who own the land, any dishonor of the human race is
worse than death
not need to go, beyond cultural languages and principle
but only we need to know the basic principle that before
the culture comes to existence the human lives, owns
the land
defination of terminology, even indigenous people as
defind has nothing to say on the real meaning of race,
words definition, hutchs the essence of human race
it is now the quest of every race, to praxis and achieve
our meaningful existence, for only our race lives forever,
and zeal by time in the history of ancestral domain,
a quest of our human race.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Hush! Hush! A LONELY RAT with a Human Hat Chokes in Silence!
Lo! A lonely flower in the garden of the east,
Look! A lonely star in the night sky of the west!
Ugh! A lonely cow faces the heat in the north,
So is a lonely boy admits his defeat in the south.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
Each day someone wakes up with a frown,
To make up the loss with a groan and a drown,
For rumors keep flying like houseflies in the town,
That keeps one tormented in the hell - a mental breakdown.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
One is a loner as he builds walls instead of bridges,
Others are loners – shriveled up inside the nut, no repair;
Some others are broken hearts in despair,
All the others are related yet separated by egos and ridges.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
Lonesome man talks alone at night;
Lonely man walks alone in the broad daylight;
Lonely man speaks when I'm with you,
Lonely man cranks when my heart's untrue.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
For a crowd is not company just appearance in the show!
And faces are but a gallery of pictures in the showcase,
Talks but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love just a show!
Separate we come, and separate we go in any case,
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>>
(With heart and soul dedicated to my fellow poet AMIT RAY)
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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We human beings are what we have been for millions of years — colossally greedy, envious, aggressive, jealous, anxious and despairing, with occasional flashes of joy and affection. We are a strange mixture of hate, fear and gentleness; we are both violence and peace. There has been outward progress from the bullock cart to the jet plane but psychologically the individual has not changed at all, and the structure of society throughout the world has been created by individuals. The outward social structure is the result of the inward psychological structure of our human relationships, for the individual is the result of the total experience, knowledge and conduct of man. Each one of us is the storehouse of all the past. The individual is the human who is all mankind. The whole history of man is written in ourselves.
quote by Krishnamurti
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I Belong To This Group Of Men
i belong to this group of men with eyes
that look like full moons gazing at some stars
not just seeing the glitter but
minding the faults as well of the lights that sometime fail
and then mete the penalties for failing to live up
to the demands of light and orbit
against darkness and the bad things that sometimes
loneliness can inflict upon us
we are human
we believe in rules that we make and we impose the standards
of our actions
i belong to this group of men tasked to measure
the value of each man
his strengths and his weaknesses
the chambers where the rules are laid
the hammers that must be be banged
the souls that must be made to suffer
the segregation of those unfit
from these society of fools
i belong to this group of self-righteous men
for years and years i will be here
not counting the cost of my strangeness
this alienation from day to day
this segregation of me
this falling and falling and falling
far from you i have no feelings anymore
i am all mind
i am broken i am all mind i am looking for the images
of softness
and gentleness and loftiness
i long for the humility of sinfulness
teach me how can i be human again?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If we do not learn to sacrifice small differences of opinion, we can never act together. Every man cannot have his way in all things. If his own opinion prevails at some times, he should acquiesce on seeing that of others preponderate at others. Without this mutual disposition we are disjointed individuals, but not a society.
quote by Thomas Jefferson
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Disappearance
The disappearance of yourself
is not within your sight.
We push it away
somehow in fright.
Surely we shall always
be here, not gone,
always able to see
a bright new dawn.
The disappearance of yourself
is indescribable and yet
the thought surfaces
as we recognize the threat.
We see our loved ones
and friends all leave,
bringing us a reminder of
disappearance and we cleave
to this life of ours
until our dying days
and believe it to be
just a passing phase.
Beliefs are strong
and so it must be
that the end of our road
will set us free.
They may not see you
though you still are here.
No regrets my friends,
we'll not disappear.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A hostile environment
I am surrounded by hostile environment
Always there is emergency and hectic movement
There is fear of loosing the race with worry
I am restless all the time and feel so sorry
As human being I have all weaknesses
I am not blind and Eveready to assess
That provides some insight to react
Balance the situation and timely act
It is very difficult to establish and reign
There may be many obstacles to begin
Though very hard initially, we become akin
The normal tendency returns when you are deep skin
I wish it to hold up till the end
I follow it with continuous trend
There is set way of tackling in different way
It may click in or give the way away
You are easy pry to be swallowed at any moment
First they may make you nervous by adverse comments
If not then discouragement by way of creating hurdles
Lastly enough of rivalry and pinching if not poked by needles
This is experienced in every walk of life
It has been subjected to the edge of knife
Many worst kind of crisis surface and unseat you completely
You may not have little knowledge even lately
Here survives only the strongest
The course is steered by the ablest
The weak has no role to play
It is better they die or keep away
No human values are kept in mind or allowed to grow
There is hostile posture and pathetic unkind show
If you have clear ability to distinguish and disguise
Your ship will sail smoothly and cruise
The fate hangs in balance
What requires most is fine piece of brilliance?
An alert state of mind coupled intelligence
And possibly the skill to use in complete presence
There is no scope for any kind feeling
There systematic way of killing
No rivalry is tolerated or completely removed
The anticipatory tactic is deliberately moved
He surprise move is considered as master art
The constant move makes man perfect and smart
He develops the ability to counter any threat
When time comes to face it eventually meet
The thought pulsation is quick weapon
It helps to guide even when race is won
It requires careful approach for follow up
The gain will be lost otherwise if not summed up
So long we are on face of earth
There will threat of imminent death
If one sits idle for the fear of consequences
The history is witness for such instances
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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New Way To Be Human
Every day it's the same thing
Another trend has begun
Hey kids, this might be the one
It's a race to be noticed
And it's leaving us numb
Hey kids, we can't be the ones
With all of our fashion, we're still incomplete
The God of redemption can break our routine
There's a new way to be human
It's nothing we've ever been
There's a new way to be human, new way to be human
And where is our inspiration
When all the heroes are gone
Hey kids, could we be the ones?
Cuz nobody's famous, and nobody's fine
We all need forgiveness, we're longing inside
There's a new way to be human
It's nothing we've ever been
There's a new way to be human
Spreading under my skin
There's a new way to be human
Where divinity bends
It's a new way to be human, new way to be human
I'll find your love across my impossible space
You've created me, take me out of me into
A new way to be human, to a new way to be human
You're a new way to be human
Where my humanity bends
To a new way to be human
Redemption begins
You're a new way to be human
You're a new way to be human
You're the only way to be human
You're a new way to be human
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Sub Race
A sub-race of human race
It comes back
With the eyes
Flashing by blood!
A sub-race of human race
Sowing the panic
With the existence
Of sick faces!
From the dusk reborn
Of ancient time
Titanic Shadow
Black wing of death!
Forgotten warriors
They come back
Embracing us again
Reborn from the ashes!
A sub-race of human race
It comes back
With the eyes
Flashing by blood!
From the dusk reborn
Of ancient time
Titanic Shadow
Black wing of death!
A sub-race of human race
It comes back
With the eyes
Flashing by blood!
A sub-race of human race
Sowing the panic
With the existence
Of sick faces!
song performed by by Undercroft
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Before we as individuals are even conscious of our existence we have been profoundly influenced for a considerable time (since before birth) by our relationship to other individuals who have complicated histories, and are members of a society which has an infinitely more complicated and longer history than they do (and are members of it at a particular time and place in that history); and by the time we are able to make conscious choices we are already making use of categories in a language which has reached a particular degree of development through the lives of countless generations of human beings before us. . . . We are social creatures to the inmost centre of our being. The notion that one can begin anything at all from scratch, free from the past, or unindebted to others, could not conceivably be more wrong.
quote by Karl Popper
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Society must be organized in such a way that man's social, loving nature is not separated from his social existence, but becomes one with it. If it is true, as I have tried to show, that love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence, then any society which excludes, relatively, the development of love, must in the long run perish of its own contradiction with the basic necessities of human nature.
quote by Erich Fromm
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The Human Race (feat. Vern Gosdin)
we've flown to the moon but have we missed the boat along the way?
we reached for the stars but are we that far removed from the cave?
we've got radios and codaphones, computers
we found satellites in space
now everybody's talking
so tell me why we can't communicate
are we losing the human race?
do we ever really learn from our mistakes?
who's ahead, who's behind?
will there be a finish line?
are we losing the human race?
nations are starving while we pay our farmers not to grow their grain
fossil fuel is going up in smoke and coming down in acid rain
the more that we progress it seems
the farther we keep slipping down that drain
its a no-win situation
so tell me why we have to play the game
are we losing the human race?
do we ever really learn from our mistakes?
who's ahead, who's behind?
will there be a finish line?
are we losing the human race?
who's ahead, who's behind?
will there be a finish line?
are we losing the human race?
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Live On
I must have been designed in another age
And sent forth through time as frozen seed,
To be sprouted up and cut down like a weed,
For this world is cloaked in obscurity.
Oh, how I wish to be sent back where I belong!
Fate has destined me to live my life in seclusion,
Or, maybe this existence is just an illusion.
Whatever the cause, I just don't belong here.
In a world so big, why do I feel stuck in a trap?
I feel the need to journey to some far off place,
But I get lost before I even begin the race.
If only the gods would relieve me from this torment.
Maybe all I need is a little hope to get me by,
Just a fragment of a shattered dream,
Anything to silence this silent scream,
However it turns out, this is life and I will live it.
poem by Jacob Church
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As we bask in sorrow
While recently having a conversation with a friend, we discussed 'basking in sorrow, ' which by definition, is an oxymoron.. bask meaning to take great pleasure or satisfaction; and sorrow meaning loss or despair.
It is possible to bask in sorrow. While for one reason or another, sadness consumes you, at the same time you could be quite happy. For example; I am naturally a happy person. Therefor while I may feel constant sadness about a certain situation, I may still be basking; or somewhat happy. (smiling, laughing, having a good time)
Many people have a sadness inside them that is hidden, or in the back of their mind at all times. These people are probably happy, can have fun, and seem to be in good cheer, while the sadness is still there, in their minds or hearts.
Therefor; we bask in sorrow.
Here we sit and bask in sorrow
Secretly begging for the morrow
A smile upon the outside face
Strength that shows as we run our race
Happiness is never too far away
Genuine cheer throughout the day
But a certain sadness wears us down
And being alone makes us frown
For this is what causes our heartache and grief
It hides under smiles, the sly little thief
So though we are basking in our sorrow today
We might soon find something to keep it at bay
poem by Kamryn Chew
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Some day science may have the existence of mankind in power, and the human race can commit suicide by blowing up the world.
quote by Henry Brooks Adams
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Like A Cyberman
What must it be like to live life like a Cyberman:
Living a soulless existence, inside an old tin can?
You would spend each and every single day,
Walking, here and there, in a regimented way.
You would never ever feel either happy or sad,
Or know when life is going either good or bad.
You would just look on, when somebody cries.
You wouldn’t feel any grief, when someone dies.
In other’s eyes, you would see dread and fear,
And you would never ever hold someone near.
You would never hold somebody’s warm hand.
People’s feelings, you would never understand.
You wouldn’t have a brain, in order to think.
You’d just stare straight ahead: unable to blink.
Your voice would be monotone: you’d use no inflections,
And for people and animals, you would feel no affection.
You would kill people with such heartless, brutal force,
And, having mown them down, you’d feel no remorse.
Any human you met, you’d feel the need to upgrade,
And not a whiff of humanity would ever be displayed.
You wouldn’t be able to laugh or to cry,
Or experience life’s lows or all-time highs.
As humans, we experience a mixture of emotions,
Of which, Cybermen do not have a single notion.
Although some emotions can be hard to endure –
Your heart can feel as though it’s being skewered –
Emotions are something which make us human in form,
And both tears and laughter, to humans, are just the norm.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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I admire the human race
i admire the human race
though god is way beyond
comprehension
beyond their time, intelligence
yet they persevere
to find him, get close to him
i admire the human race
though god is such a
hard subject to swallow
yet they persevere
trying all means to get close to him
some inspired, some misled,
some fall, some brush him aside
yet the whole human race
never gives him up
i admire the human race
who could hang on to something
they could never even see
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The state exists for man, not man for the state. The same may be said of science. These are old phrases, coined by people who saw in human individuality the highest human value. I would hesitate to repeat them, were it not for the ever recurring danger that they may be forgotten, especially in these days of organization and stereotypes.
quote by Albert Einstein
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