Your Tongue, My Voice
"Countries, like languages, become different when ideas don't meet
Languages we speak, countries we keep, are words so deep standing on our feet"
Three thousand years ago, only one language was spoken by all people on earth. This is the first generation. People are disciplined even without proper education. No schools, no teachers except parents and elders of every home.
Children comply with house rules and these rules become standards. Standards as virtues like faith, hope and charity that symbolize strength in family relationships.
The present generation is the product of the past generations that originated from the very first group of people on earth.
What makes the present generation as the better, if not the best, of all other generations?...
For the realists, only karma stands alone for each body and soul in action.
What makes life bewildering or enlightening?...
It's morals versus ethics.
(Prosebite)
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