The human race has never evolved and progressed

The human race has never evolved and progressed

is simply incomprehensible how the human race, in its thousand-year history, has not understood and assimilated the concept of belonging to itself, so it’s always gone the opposite of the concept, impoverishing itself and its container, the latter exploited and reduced to open dump.

Of course removed for “excellence” in various fields of knowledge that in turn make up our diverse knowledge, has never been understood as sharing and participation is the predominant part in the evolution of the human race. Just knowing is not enough if you have not internalized and would make his instrument of life, even before share in participation with other human beings.

It ‘inconceivable that our race has sacrificed his prerogatives and industry knowledge of the homogenization of our species, from a medieval written in blood, to a present and future written in the superficiality, what else does not produce devastating psycho-social effects, making us lobotomized.

It ‘still inconceivable how this social architecture castrate every gasp of beauty, offering the sacrificial altar of unbridled capitalism and the absolute domination, human synergies that contribute to the construction, brick by brick, to human knowledge.

It ‘inconceivable that dawn of the third millennium resist large and dominant pockets of sub-cultures, which, with all their forces, drag our species, at an exponential rate, into the abyss of oblivion.

It is inconceivable that our planet is still divided by borders and labels that prevent foolishly the mix of cultures and ideas, and the freedom to be.

It ‘inconceivable that our social architecture is so structured to starve our brothers and weaker.

We should rise up and let the Conspiracy of the Poets (* See Note) regulate our future was, if it was we get there.

Rdl

* I like to think that humanity’s problems could be solved one day by a conspiracy of poets: a small group is preparing to take the fate of the world because only the poets now, only the people who fly leaves the heart, which leaves free their imagination without the heaviness of everyday life, is able to think differently. And it is this that we need today: to think otherwise. TT