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On grief and comfort…
As we try to move forward, ever so gradually, grief begins to fall behind. At first, it hurts too much to let grief go, so we pull her along with us. 70 more words
by Chukwudi Ezeamalukwuo Okoye
Good character is the beauty of a woman.
–An (expired) Igbo adage
My grandmother used to tell us (her grandchildren when we were but little); there is nothing more valuable than a good name. 1,392 more words
Incestuous, homogeneous fiefdoms of self-proclaimed expertise are always rank-closing and mutually self-defending, above all else.
― Glenn Greenwald
I feel the need to remind myself – and anyone who might be reading – of the origin of this blog’s name: unabsolutedotcom. 935 more words
If you look through the history or South-Asian counties you’ll find traces of a well-established caste system. The paradigm propounded by the Rigveda in India found its roots in the notion that man is divided into four sections and so should society; the mouth for the wise Brahmins, the hands for the warriors of Kshatriyas, the thighs for the merchants of society or the Vaishyas, and the feet for the ones who toil and carry the burden of the body, the Shudras. 936 more words
“Even in chaos, the ancient ones were centered, for they were one with their generation and followed the paths of simplicity and silence. In those times, yin and yang were in balance…all forms of life were without injury and no living thing suffered early death.” 209 more words