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“March of Human (Trisonnet 2556-2558) When the world feels cold and hollow, and the clouds won't let you breathe, awake, arise, and walk the marrow, you are fire fated to be free. Every heartbeat, an anthem of love, every syllable breaks a chain - you're the thunder you ought to follow, rise untamed, and history's rearranged. Every silence holds a scripture, every wound is a sacred drum - every time you defy despair, you teach midnight how to hum. When the Human speaks, mountains wake, tired hearts of earth unbreak - turn the world from ash to flame, help the broken speak their name. When the Pilgrim speaks, borders fall, the migrant soul becomes the all - in the quake of your cosmic call, empires misplace their mighty gall. Write like time's a fragile toy, like galaxies sit in your palm - roar with justice, rain with joy, awaken chaos into calm! From deserts to the deltas, from river to the sky, be the ink of revolution, that refuses to comply. Grab history by the collar, take hate and make it dust - when you near, tyrants stutter; lift the planet from the jungle gutter. When the Heart speaks, the Earth rewrites, buried stories are restored with rights - paint the future with your bare hands, teach the fire how to stand. When the Human walks, the soil revives, forgotten streets all come to life - with every step, with every beat, Awake, Arise, and Breathe Complete!”

“Apes will talk (Naskaristana 2728) Every time a human disrupts convention, apes will talk. Every time a human chooses humanity over nation, apes will talk. Every time a human loves across culture and border, apes will talk. Every time a human marries same gender, apes will talk. Every time a human chooses to abort, apes will talk. Every time a human refuses misogyny and toxic masculinity, apes will talk. Apes will talk, and it hardly matters - opinion of the apes is irrelevant in human affairs.”

“Only love can bring full freedom, all else brings half freedom. What is half freedom you ask? When in the name of freedom you imprison yourself to one side or sect, everything outside that sect seems evil. For example, fundamentalists choose the side of blind faith, and every act of reason seems like blasphemy - just like cold, sharp-tongue intellectuals choose the side of rationality even at the expense of humanity, and everything illogical seems outdated - or wait, I got a better one - so-called social activists often get so attached to their self-imposed identity of victimhood, that every person with a political, corporate, legal or bureaucratic background seems to appear as devil incarnate. This, my friend, is what I call "half freedom", which by the way, is far worse than the lack of freedom. And even though it manifests as an act of willful choice, when you get down to it, it's just plain old rigidity. And if we want to build a truly just, inclusive and progressive society, this hypocritical half-freedom won't do - what's needed is whole freedom - a kind of freedom that liberates the mind of all superstition as well as ignorant suspiciousness. It's time we realize, yelling about justice without using common sense is just as useless as keeping quiet. What this means is that, we gotta come together regardless of our background - the teacher, the scientist, the student, the copper, the politician, the civil servant, the entrepreneur, the economist, the janitor, the construction worker - every single person from every single walk of life must come forward surpassing all suspicious conspiracy, and contribute the best of their capacity in the making of a real civilized world.”

“Naskarnomics (Sonnet 2641) Ethics 101: do not take ethics lessons from America. Theology 101: do not take divinity lessons from the Vatican. Geopolitics 101: don't take democracy lessons from the West. Economics 101: don't take economy lessons from rich white men. Don't take innovation lessons from AGI companies. Don't take activism lessons from filmstars. Don't take yoga lessons from chakra salesmen. Do not take medical advise from influencers. Don't take feminism lessons from rich white women. Don't take masculinity lessons from chauvinist pigs. Don't take culture lessons from nationalists. Don't take religion lessons from fundamentalists. Don't take justice lessons from the bent. Don't ask life directions from the dead.”

“Brave, The Sonnet Say o brave, o soldier of eternal heights, May I be decapitated before my head bows. Say o brave, o explorer of impossibility, May I feed another while my stomach growls. Say o brave, o pedestrian of purity, I obey no law for I'm the epitome of rightness. Say o brave, o athlete of amor and amity, I am sheer insanity exuding real saneness. Say o brave, o bearer of benevolence, I am disaster, blaster and master of destiny. Say o brave, o vessel of valiance, I devour fear, greed, pride and insecurity. Say o brave, I am the seed of all assimilation, The first one standing, earthquakin' egalitarian.”

“Ever Onward to Equality (The Sonnet) Someone once said, Ever onward to victory. I say to you today, Ever onward to equality. Though the objective is the same, In path lies the distinction. I'll say it plainly, to live is to grow, Including the means of revolution. Liberty is fundamental in life, But not by harming the innocent. Revolution of arms is revolution no more, What's needed is revolution in conscience. So I say, let us sacrifice all for society. Let us rise as soldiers of universal amity.”

“Mind of A Human (The Sonnet) My kind of dance is the dance of inclusion, A dance that can't be contained with labels. My kind of art is the art of assimilation, An art that is beyond all intellectual fables. My kind of science is the science of revolution, A science that is incorruptible by bigotry. My kind of faith is the faith in egalitarianism, A faith that is untainted by bookish crookery. My kind of economics is the economics of equality, An economics guided by conscience not greed. My kind of politics is the politics of sanity, A politics that serves all beyond the politician's need. I dream of a progress that is not regress in disguise. Wielding warmth and reason we’ll truly rise.”

“I don't live, I combust (Constitution of Humanity, S.2708) I'm not a nerd, I'm the manufacturing plant of humanitarian nerds, whose nationality is humanity, whose worship is reason, whose madness is world uplift, whose culture is integration. I don't think, I roar. I don't write, I pour. I don't live, I combust, so you may outgrow the shore. I'm not a citizen of the planet, I'm the Engine of Earth Society. I'm bound by no constitution, I'm the Constitution of Humanity. Cleansed of all newage gullibility, immunized against organized bigotry, neither vegetable nor animal, cometh the call, cometh the tsunami.”

“Drunken Humanitarian (Sonnet) Go, get drunk, my friend! Get so drunk with a vision unseen, even monsoon begins to cry! Get so drunk with an unbent cause, even bosons bow to thy might! Get so drunk with incorruptibility, you emerge a walking Wardencliffe. Get so drunk with accountability, no Rorschach can analyze your spirit. Get so drunk with uncontaminated justice, every government keeps a file on you! Get so drunk with untainted love, conclaves convene to decipher you! Any ape can find salvation in liquid escape, takes a human to endure through devastation. Any rodent of the gutter can drown in alcohol, it takes a giant to drink the world's poison.”

“Martyr's Dilemma (An Existential Sonnet, 1349) Abhijit Naskar are two, not one. Abhijit the person, Naskar the mission. Abhijit has dreams like an ordinary man, While Naskar is the dream of world union. Abhijit put his hopes and dreams away, So that Naskar could engulf the world. Abhijit even got dumped by the girl, Because Naskar couldn't dump the world. The question is, do I regret all this! With all honesty - yes, I do on occasion. All the vastness of Naskar isn't enough, to make up for the things I missed out on. The point is, it's okay to have regrets, You ain't alive till you have regrets. Yet I never abandoned my duty to the world, For my mission is bigger than my regrets.”

“I don't do anything for reward, I do everything as a record, a record of conviction - a record of resilience - a record of thunder - a record of sentience. My life is a repository of what is possible if you put your petty tribalisms aside. I leave this repository in your capable hands - draw from it as you will - put it to use as you deem fit.”

“Give Me A Keyboard, I'll Give You Revolution (The Sonnet) I just want to write - that's all I ever want - to write, write and write! The day the words stop coming, will be my last corporeal night. Either I shall die by an assassin's bullet, or I shall die on my keyboard, but I refuse to die of old-age and disease. Death scares those who are scared of life, I have already lived my life in service. I live on keyboard, I'll die on keyboard, Keyboard is my instrument of illumination. Nothing short could satisfy my palate - Give me a keyboard, I'll give you revolution. With my keyboard I've defended the meek, With my keyboard I've castrated the pricks. With my keyboard I've brought down dictators, With my keyboard I've schooled bigoted pigs. With my keyboard I've raised Gods by hundreds, With my keyboard I've delivered world-builders. With my keyboard I've produced hatebusters, With my keyboard I've raised bulldozers. Death is but a myth - body dies, not bulldozer; Body is merely a vessel for the mission. If you want your ideas to live forever, You gotta sacrifice your life for a vision. I never lived as body, but only as a dream - My life is testament to the dream of united earth. I don't have a message, for I am the message - Sacrifice is beacon, that illuminates the universe.”

“Gods by The Hundreds (The Sonnet) Some people fear christ, Some claim to hear christ. I work restless day and night, To raise the living christs. Some people fear god, Some claim to be prophets. I work without sleep and rest, To raise gods by the hundreds. One week of my life produces enough electricity, To power a 100 years of humanitarian endeavor. One life laid down to lift up the society, Triggers a wildfire of sacrificial fervor. I am but an instrument in the making of legends. I am but a matchstick to light up the sapiens.”