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“Sonnet of Care This is what care looks like, Pure and chaste loving without reward. This is what conscience looks like, Strong and just reasoning with warmth. This is what nobility looks like, Humble and kind correcting one's error. This is what courage looks like, Firm and unbending walking across fear. This is what sentience looks like, Awake and upright marching with resolve. This is what character looks like, Messy and flawed but not afraid to evolve. Each human is a reflection of all humanity. Individual action determines collective destiny.”

“Generation Understanding (Sonnet 2480) No matter what the apes want you to believe, it's not weakness to abandon suspicion, it's not weakness to discard judgment, it's not weakness to practice empathy, it's not weakness to be considerate - it's not misdemeanor to denounce primitive practices that our ancestors thought sensible, it's a sign of wisdom, not stupidity, to admit ignorance, rather than succumb to supernatural. My favorite answer of all is, 'I don't know' - in the absence of rigorous investigation that's the answer I fall back on the most; then there are times when logic is immaterial, there I avoid all mention of knowledge, and take the humane course, despite reason or ritual.”

“The Naskar Anthem (Sonnet 2554-2555) Heir to no throne, no crown on my head, tearing up borderly lies, I burn as the lamp of aid. I hold no flag, yet I raise nations, I stand as rebel guard, humanizing inoculation. Rocking the world with sacred wonder, priming the souls with curing thunder, every sonnet is call against slumber, every line, a revolt against plunder. From the alleys of grief to the towers of pride, I am wounded, I walk with the wounded by my side. Not born to erase faith, but to rewrite it tolerant; suffering is the doorway, to the becoming of a saint. A pair of helping hands is holier than a million praying lips; I got no need for scripture, for I carry a heart that beats. I have no law, but life - I have no edict, but empathy. I have no creed, but conscience - I am the vow of mad inclusivity. Roads ignited with the voice of oneness, cannot be extinguished by clouds of hate. When the final regime has fallen to pieces, the drop of dew will still be incandescent.”

“Allergic to Opulence (Sonnet 2230) Do I have any right to happiness, when millions go without food and shelter! That's why, there's not a trace of luxury in my life, I churn out humanitarian electricity all waking hours. Most expensive clothes I own cost 20 dollars, most expensive devices I own cost 200 dollars. Born to a factory worker, I never knew luxury, then I made me a name, but saw the world's condition, I grew an absolute repulsion to lifestyle luxurious. The question is not, how much can I enjoy, but how much can I endure to lift up the world! Life's meaning comes not from what we gain for ourselves, but from what we give up for others. I'm existentially allergic to opulence, every soft bed feels like a betrayal - expensive meals scream of starving children, dollar spent on luxury is a dollar animal.”

“Sonnet 1178 Five little rich tourists sink in a sub, Wallets open without limit on a search-n-rescue op. A 1000 migrants die each year tryna cross the sea, Borders tighten in sheer fear with no show of mercy. People are only worth saving if their savings is super healthy. 50 Shades would be a Hitchcock film if the sicko had no money. Empathy is a far cry, life is never the issue. While next-door-neighbor cries of hunger, Netflix wets more tissue.”

“If you believe, God is the supreme creator of everything, then God is also the one who gave you a brain. Use it. Likewise, if you know that we have evolved from the apes through natural selection, then you should also know about the fascinating mental faculty we developed alongside reason, called empathy. Use it.”

“Life Beyond Rhyme (The Sonnet) Those who don't do, bark, Those who are humans, do. Those who don't help, howl, Those who are humans, help. Those who don't lift, laugh, Those who are humans, lift. Those who don't encourage, cuss, Those who are humans, encourage. Those who don’t mend, mock, Those who are humans, mend. Those who got no vagina, patronize, Those who are humans, grow vagina. If we can love ourselves despite our flaws, Why can't we be a little kind to others!”

“I Am Broken (The Sonnet) Yes I do care, not about what the snobs say, I care about how the deprived live. Yes I am obsessed, not with looking fancy, I am obsessed with alleviating others' grief. Yes I am greedy, not for wealth and possession, I am greedy to see sunshine on teary faces. Yes I am nuts, not for perfection or fashion, I am nuts about equity, honor and upliftment. Yes I am scared, not that I may get hurt, But that blinded by bias I may hurt someone. Yes I am insecure, not about getting deceived, But about losing control and causing harm. Yes I am broken, unstable and bonkers as hell, All 'cause others matter to me more than myself.”

“Ultraindividualism is a mental illness (Sonnet 2716) Ultraindividualism is a mental illness, and once the honeymoon wears off with yourself, that's when you start to feel the suffocating absence of other people in your life - even the brightest of star sometimes just needs to be the satellite in someone's orbit - we build our lives around each other, that's not weakness, that's our biggest strength as a species. Under a microscope a lonely neuron struggles desperately to find a connection, stretching out dendrites in the dark, so does a human being, and once that existential urge for attachment is overrun by newage primitivities like ultraindividualism and what not, that's the end of consciousness, that's the end of civilization, that's the end of the human race.”

“Under a microscope a lonely neuron struggles desperately to find a connection, stretching out dendrites in the dark, so does a human being, and once that existential urge for attachment is overrun by newage primitivities like ultraindividualism and what not, that's the end of consciousness, that's the end of civilization, that's the end of the human race.”

“I'm Impossible (Sonnet 1272) I don't need to play word games, to say, impossible means I am possible; my existence is epitome of the impossible. I don't make plans, I make purpose, then the purpose plans me, into unstoppable. Does that mean, loneliness doesn't bother me, Of course it does - it makes the torture worse. Anybody who says, they enjoy loneliness, is either lying or plain narcissistic retard. But then again, just when I feel super gloomy, I remember my responsibility to my world family. Time and again, my purpose drags me out, Electrifying my veins with incorruptible duty. ¡Viva la humanidad, viva la familia mundial! Long live humanity, long live world family! Whenever you are down, take refuge in purpose; Your purpose will reawaken your invincibility.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 9 The world doesn't need more avengers, but amantes. Hear me well, my brave amantes, it's time to assemble! More than Captain America we need Amelia Earhart, More than Madame Web we need Madame Curie-like rebel. Scrutinize all tradition with a fresh set of eyes, Rebel against dogma, and stand up to discrimination. Beliefs and doctrines surely have their place, But none of it is above scrutiny of the new generation. Each generation is to write their new set of laws, Learning from the triumphs and downfalls of yesterday. You just remember, that all roads lead to people, And life that doesn't lift people is life gone astray. Ayudar a la gente es la salvación de la mente. Elevación de la gente es la elevación de la mente.”

“Anybody with martial training and engineering skills can be a superhero, but that doesn’t make them a hero. Superhero culture is dangerous, for it facilitates a paradigm of secret identity. And consistent practice of such secrecy eventually ruins an individual's accountability. You don't see soldiers hiding their identity do you, no matter how much they've got to lose!”