We don't count ourselves

We don't count bullets in our bodies

We don't care for dead soldiers in our wars

We don't want to hear lies

We can't bare knowing the truth


Silence reaches us all

Silence within our world, spanning galaxies of stars, spanning us all


We don't dare count ourselves.

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Of all the diamonds collected, of all the gold, of all the precious rocks, the many men who lost their lives for the beauty of this world, dared not see the beauty in ourselves. The society accepts the exchange of death of humans with the diamonds of Earth. And this is acceptable?

 

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Are we making bullets out of steel now?
That seems awfully expensive.

Why is this under Parapsychology?

 

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because this is society which is at fault here, the accepted exchange of human deaths for gems.

 

What's the purpose of that shaft extending down, below the bowl? :bugeye:
I haven't seen one of those.

 

What does that have to do with Parapsychology?

 

Parapsychology of society. I guess it does not belong in Parapsychology. I guess it belongs elsewhere. Were does it belong?

 

What does that even mean?

I don't know.
Philosophy?
Ethics, Morality and Justice?
World Events?
History?

It's hard to say.
It depends on what direction you want the discussion to take.

Certainly not Parapsychology, though.
I'm not sure you understand the term.

 

There is nothing more valuable than Humanity, then Life. And yet, there are those that don't see this, that think money, a piece of paper, is more valuable than a Life.

 

That's a subjective assertion disguised as an objective one.

 

???? This means?

 

It means you tried to pass off your opinion as objective truth.

 

One raven: It's an ash catcher...keeps your bong water cleaner.

 

Opinion? Please tell me what is more valuable than Life.

 

To some it might be death. To others it might be waffles. The point is that what is valuable most for you isn't valuable most for everyone. Values are subjective.

 

I LOVE a good beligum waffle!!

 

(All: Please let me know if this is a breach of protocol, cross referencing threads. If so, pls accept my appoligizes in advance.)

I read this and thought: Hmm, that's not what he said about clone lives. He thinks they're disposable.

 

Well, the poem does have a certan mystic/psychology flavor to it...

 

Clones aren't alive. They ARE disposable because they aren't actual identities, nor do they have a place in society. They are merely objects.

 

In logic, that is called a contradiction.