Most likely to be published later this summer of 2022, my 12th book entitled appropriately; Propositions, Problems & 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 10th and 11th books...
What is the justification (see Proem & Poem Nos. 3, 4) of any arrangement intimate, private, philosophical, spiritual/theological, public, social or political between two persons or more if not Consent expressed by each individual? To go further, what is the justification of any arrangement between two dozen, two hundred, two thousand, two million or more people if not Consent expressed initially and continuously by each individual?
Yet more often than not discussions and debates persist even insist on this or that formation of government per any-ocracy and/or any-ism as argued thusly fair, equal, just, humane as well socially good or religiously moral, and if pragmatic enough, perhaps economically sustainable, else sentimentally preferable, emotionally desirable. Similarly as often, those among discussions and debates are unaware of the innately covetable dynamic, the rot-at-root of the aforesaid without exception. For rarely (if ever) discussed and debated the consideration of consensual unity and ethical continuity (see Proposition, Problem & Poem Nos. 225-228), that is to say, unanimous consent initially as well continuously.
Rather, democracy widely hailed thus highly waved as most righteous of banners among those self-regarded as humanely sensitive even self-considered as morally superior. Yet among the same presumption, the same arrogance there exist not a consistent definition of democracy, nor any definition relying not on the solicitation of enough consenters so to exact political coercion, governmental force therefore execute majorly supported violence upon the remaining dissenters.
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Estranged and weaned from God, outgrown of such nuisances
Succumbed mystically nonetheless per clutched noctilucences
While thumb-screwing the dissent upon pretense o’er fabrication
“All is naught!” as arrogance ought, fraught with presumption
Well sought per covetous infatuation, un-satiated the lust
Oh, what fuss the lost of time by respect, regard and
trust
Disgusted by the patience, the reluctance to rightly negotiate
Prating instead, castrating o’er deathbed as
disparities conflate
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.
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