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Feb 2021
I write as I need to express myself and as this gives me clarity.

That I am doing something 'special' should never enter my mind.  Life is lived in the singular and everyone has their own story, whether such were a prince or a pauper.  No one has the monopoly over life or knowledge--every story, however simple or humble, has a place in the democracy and mystery of life.

Perhaps the personal narrative of a beggar, ***** or the farmer is more poignant than that of a royalty , a rich or powerful man, a scholar, or anyone else in high society's.

And we are more enriched as we are able to see other aspects of people's lives which otherwise would have been denied to us.

My humanism has enabled me to espouse this view so easily.

The greatest problem that divides people is labels and comparison-
people are full of themselves and regard others to be somehow 'inferior' to them. either in terms of education, wealth standing, rank...
And this is accentuated by our materialistic and competitive culture.

How could harmony exist among people as long as they choose to categorise?  Where is the love of and compassion for others?

Evolution has not saved us but has made us selfish, callous, heartless and uncaring.  How deplorable and miserable we are!  

Let us pause to re-examine our life and priorities-
we forfeit our very humanity if we can't find meaning and purpose in our pursuits.
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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