More on Human ABILITY to REASON, Human RIGHT to CONSENT - Proem & Poem No. 199

Most likely to be published later this winter of 2020/2021, my 11th book entitled appropriately; More Proems & Poems on the Peculiar Human ABILITY to REASON, Singular Human RIGHT to CONSENT & Other Neglected Matters. The following will probably be included upon further editing, and front cover a slightly modified yet appropriate version of the previous....

PROEM & POEM No. 199 - No Less, No More Clarity

      Both creationist and evolutionist share a particularly significant point along the planet's timeline and thereafter when the human specie first reasoned. Although this poet sides with the former posture, either position provides no less, no more clarity than what can be easily observed; the Peculiar Human Ability to Reason as individuals thus the ever-present propensity, prerogative, preference then purpose uniquely within each and every person. Upon these facts self-evident, firmly rests the one natural law, the one practical ethic, the one actual therefore Singular Human Right to Consent or Dissent on all matters.

      That is to say, if to also understand as nonexistent any evidence indicating the peculiar human ability to reason having evolved, rather undoubtedly, statically purposed then prioritized (see Nos. 8, 9, 22-24, 33, 34) while acquiring ceaselessly experiences directly per observing outcomes by one’s actions, activities by contemporary others, or indirectly by studying, pondering, laboring then perceiving the outcomes by others throughout history. Accordingly, the primitives were as reasonable upon constructing shelters with rocks, branches, sticks and more, as the moderns upon constructing skyscrapers even space labs of metals, compositions, chemicals and more. Acquired experiences afforded both eras’ accomplishments as discerned similarly by the peculiar human ability manifested by the singular human right.

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Point of clarity upon precipice of an embraced fantasy

Towards once effaced reality, fearing paradigms shifting

Begrimed robes lifting, chimed and tolled the cracked bells

Truth unfolds, whitewashing death-rhymes in stairwells

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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.

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