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Ancient Wisdom, Modern World: Ethics for the New Millennium

This book examines the relevance of classical ethical teachings—particularly those from Eastern and Western philosophical traditions—in addressing the complex moral dilemmas of the twenty-first century. It discusses concepts such as compassion, responsibility, and interconnectedness, and considers how these ancient ideas can inform personal conduct, social justice, environmental stewardship, and global cooperation. The work emphasizes the need for a renewed ethical framework that respects both traditional wisdom and the realities of a rapidly changing world, without prescribing specific political or religious doctrines. more

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Dalai Lama
Dalai Lama

The Dalai Lama (born July 6, 1935) is the 14th Dalai Lama, a prominent religious leader of Tibetan Buddhism's Gelug school. Born as Tenzin Gyatso in Qinghai Province, China, he is recognized as an incarnation of Avalokiteshvara. He advocates non-violence, peace, and interfaith dialogue, and was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1989. However, his political activities are viewed by the Chinese government as separatist, and he has lived in exile in India since 1959. His influence remains controversial, blending religious authority with political dissent. more

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