SEVEN gODS ONE MAN - SASANI
This is a debut piece on 'Human' Consciousness, written by Imole Peter, Sobriquet- Sasani Eldis. The book sheds light on the definition of 'Hu-man' the God in the human clothing. The seven gODS are a mention of the senses in which human performs on earth. The essence of this book is to drive the human Consciousness to work, even in our quotidian lifestyle and ambitious pursuits.
This is a debut piece on 'Human' Consciousness, written by Imole Peter, Sobriquet- Sasani Eldis.
The book sheds light on the definition of 'Hu-man' the God in the human clothing. The seven gODS are a mention of the senses in which human performs on earth.
The essence of this book is to drive the human Consciousness to work, even in our quotidian lifestyle and ambitious pursuits.
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Preface
What is human?
The first name given to man was 'human' and afterwards; by
tradition, there became several other names. By virtue, we lost the
essence for which we were so named. We call him who is yet unborn
(or yet to walk), a 'baby', boy and girl do we call him apart, male and
female, a gender of which we call them disparate. Man has a name
from christening rites, to fill a gap created for him, an erroneous
opinion, fallacious intent of his begotten background. His innateness
is supervised by the mind and cognition. He grows from a 'child' to
an 'adult'. Howbeit! We have made distinction among his members!
Man does not necessarily have to be different from another; in fact,
there is no other. We have seen the differences, we have made our
mind after them, and from our base mindset rather than mindfulness,
we worship the moon, the stars, the sun, the trees, the earth, time
and some vain materials, things so cheap as common, as separate
gods. We have arrogated unto ourselves the praises of different
images, foolishly. Alas, these things do not exist. We act aside the
consciousness and we are consumed up, so that the creative force
that birthed life gave us up to our base doctrines and blind
appreciation.
We can break this spell off our necks; calling good riddance to the
god of ignorance! He has been hallowed for too long; and is as well
passed down the generations of the earth. His blindfolds are
everywhere over our acute eyes. He is a marionette whose cords of
taut strings are set over limp beddraggled puppets! Yet, man knows
the truth, he seeks it, he speaks it, but until it is made manifest, he is