PROEM & POEM No. 42 - Garden of Eden / Part 5
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Sin; cheapening Eden's garden to Romanesque fantasia
Duly an aphasia, and truth annihilated like euthanasia
Wholly, brains washed snowy white per Utopian stanzas
Sung in compulsory jargon; a lovely toxic vox humana
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Clearly, if someone eats then someone must work. Equally true the elaboration, if someone demands goods and services as rights then someone must produce and provide voluntarily or coercively. If too few volunteer then someone must determine and order as well enforce, so someone will produce and provide. If someone produces and provides beyond personal consumption present and/or future, it is for compensation by someone served or by another charitably volunteered or forcefully confiscated.
To note, if someone justifies amid the determining, demanding and enforcing, then it is for propaganda alone. Justifying force proactive (versus reactive or defensive) is as unnecessary as it is arbitrary, thus no less unethical and injurious with or without it. Consequently and consistently without exception, force proactive is indicative of someone dissenting therefore someone presuming to determine, order, enforce, and at the heart of it, someone coveting.
Since the first humans, created or evolved, force proactive of the kind legal or illegal, for private, social, political or military objectives, whether perceived as moral or immoral, always involves the disrespect and disregard of the Peculiar Human Ability to Reason, inseparably the Singular Human Right to Consent or Not Consent. There is no other view of it else a preferred naivety or fantasy.
Since the first humans, created or evolved, force proactive of the kind legal or illegal, for private, social, political or military objectives, whether perceived as moral or immoral, always involves the disrespect and disregard of the Peculiar Human Ability to Reason, inseparably the Singular Human Right to Consent or Not Consent. There is no other view of it else a preferred naivety or fantasy.
Sin; cheapening Eden's garden to Romanesque fantasia
Duly an aphasia, and truth annihilated like euthanasia
Wholly, brains washed snowy white per Utopian stanzas
Sung in compulsory jargon; a lovely toxic vox humana
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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
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