Humanitarian Unity Quotes

If I could remove one thing from the world and replace it with something else, I would erase politics and put art in its place. That way, art teachers would rule the world. And since art is the most supreme form of love, beautiful colors and imagery would weave bridges for peace wherever there are walls. Artists, who are naturally heart-driven, would decorate the world with their love, and in that love — poverty, hunger, lines of division, and wars would vanish from the earth forever. Children of the earth would then be free to play, imagine, create, build and grow without bloodshed, terror and fear.

Our evolution depends on our memory. If we keep forgetting the mistakes of the past, only to keep repeating them, then we will never change. And if we keep recycling through the exact same kind of leaders— the kind who do not propel us forward, but only hold us back—then perhaps what we really need now is a completely different style of leadership altogether. We need heart-driven leaders, not strictly mind-driven ones. We need compassionate humanitarians, not greedy businessmen. Peacemakers, not war instigators. We need unity, not division. Angels, not devils.

HUMAN means Harmony - HUMAN means Unity - HUMAN means Magnanimity - HUMAN means Acceptance – HUMAN means Nobility.

Labels are labels and will always be labels but people are rare jewels of the Earth.

Success for me will be the day when all humans everywhere will stand up with a sense of unity and call themselves humans above everything else.

I am no insect of the gutter that can be identified by the puny two directions, east and west - I am time - I am space - I am the very dimension of life, love and unity.

A hand - a hand with a gentle serenity - a hand with a pious unity - a hand with a caring amity - a hand with a human purity - is the need of this world.

Remember the three fundamentals of progress - unity, faith and sacrifice. Be united as humans stepping beyond petty old tribalism - have faith in yourself and in humanity - and sacrifice all you can to design a humane tomorrow.

Let me make one thing absolutely clear. I'm not here to enlighten or awaken anybody. Anybody who says they can awaken you, is either lying or plain deluded. I'm just here to burn, and if you want, you can burn with me, for light united is world ignited.

When the individual consciousness and social consciousness become one, the slightest trace of human act can trigger a tsunami of change in the world. When the illusory separation between the self and the society is demolished by the ambition-less will of the self, all that there remains is peace, piety and progress.

MY DREAM If I could remove one thing from the world and replace it with something else, I would erase politics and put art in its place. That way, art teachers would rule the world. And since art is the most supreme form of love, beautiful colors and imagery would weave bridges for peace wherever there are walls. Artists, who are naturally heart-driven, would decorate the world with their love, and in that love — poverty, hunger, lines of division, and wars would vanish from the earth forever. Children of the earth would then be free to play, imagine, create, build and grow without bloodshed, terror and fear. Our evolution depends on our memory. If we keep forgetting the mistakes of the past, only to keep repeating them, then we will never change. And if we keep recycling through the exact same kind of leaders— the kind who do not propel us forward, but only hold us back—then perhaps what we really need now is a completely different style of leadership altogether. We need heart-driven leaders, not strictly mind-driven ones. We need compassionate humanitarians, not greedy businessmen. Peacemakers, not war instigators. We need unity, not division. Angels, not devils.

Our evolution depends on our memory. If we keep forgetting the mistakes of the past, only to keep repeating them, we will never change. And if we keep recycling through the exact same kind of leaders— the kind who do not propel us forward, but only hold us back—then perhaps what we really need now is a completely different style of leadership altogether. We need heart-driven leaders, not mind-driven ones. We need compassionate humanitarians, not greedy businessmen. We need unity, not division. Angels, not devils.

Even so, little separation between the soteriological and the humanitarian motifs was in evidence during the eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries. The missionaries persisted in the pre-Enlightenment tradition of the indissoluble unity of “evangelization” and “humanization” (cf van der Linde 1973), of “service to the soul” and “service to the body” (Nergaard 1988:34–40), of proclaiming the gospel and spreading a “beneficent civilization” (Rennstich 1982a, 1982b). For Blumhardt of the Basel Mission this clearly included “reparation for injustice committed by Europeans, so that to some extent the thousand bleeding wounds could be healed which were caused by the Europeans since centuries through their most dirty greediness and most cruel deceitfulness” (quoted by Rennstich 1982a:95; cf 1982b:546). And Henry Venn, famous General Secretary of the British CMS, urged missionaries to take their stand between the oppressor and the oppressed, between the tyranny of the system and the morally and physically threatened masses of the people to whom they went (cf Rennstich 1982b:545).

The difference between Plato’s theory on the one hand, and that of the Old Oligarch and the Thirty on the other, is due to the influence of the Great Generation. Individualism, equalitarianism, faith in reason and love of freedom were new, powerful, and, from the point of view of the enemies of the open society, dangerous sentiments that had to be fought. Plato had himself felt their influence, and, within himself, he had fought them. His answer to the Great Generation was a truly great effort. It was an effort to close the door which had been opened, and to arrest society by casting upon it the spell of an alluring philosophy, unequalled in depth and richness. In the political field he added but little to the old oligarchic programme against which Pericles had once argued64. But he discovered, perhaps unconsciously, the great secret of the revolt against freedom, formulated in our own day by Pareto65; ‘To take advantage of sentiments, not wasting one’s energies in futile efforts to destroy them.’ Instead of showing his hostility to reason, he charmed all intellectuals with his brilliance, flattering and thrilling them by his demand that the learned should rule. Although arguing against justice he convinced all righteous men that he was its advocate. Not even to himself did he fully admit that he was combating the freedom of thought for which Socrates had died; and by making Socrates his champion he persuaded all others that he was fighting for it. Plato thus became, unconsciously, the pioneer of the many propagandists who, often in good faith, developed the technique of appealing to moral, humanitarian sentiments, for anti-humanitarian, immoral purposes. And he achieved the somewhat surprising effect of convincing even great humanitarians of the immorality and selfishness of their creed66. I do not doubt that he succeeded in persuading himself. He transfigured his hatred of individual initiative, and his wish to arrest all change, into a love of justice and temperance, of a heavenly state in which everybody is satisfied and happy and in which the crudity of money-grabbing67 is replaced by laws of generosity and friendship. This dream of unity and beauty and perfection, this æstheticism and holism and collectivism, is the product as well as the symptom of the lost group spirit of tribalism68.

The tactical situation seems simple enough. Thanks to Marx’s prophecy, the Communists knew for certain that misery must soon increase. They also knew that the party could not win the confidence of the workers without fighting for them, and with them, for an improvement of their lot. These two fundamental assumptions clearly determined the principles of their general tactics. Make the workers demand their share, back them up in every particular episode in their unceasing fight for bread and shelter. Fight with them tenaciously for the fulfilment of their practical demands, whether economic or political. Thus you will win their confidence. At the same time, the workers will learn that it is impossible for them to better their lot by these petty fights, and that nothing short of a wholesale revolution can bring about an improvement. For all these petty fights are bound to be unsuccessful; we know from Marx that the capitalists simply cannot continue to compromise and that, ultimately, misery must increase. Accordingly, the only result—but a valuable one—of the workers’ daily fight against their oppressors is an increase in their class consciousness; it is that feeling of unity which can be won only in battle, together with a desperate knowledge that only revolution can help them in their misery. When this stage is reached, then the hour has struck for the final show-down. This is the theory and the Communists acted accordingly. At first they support the workers in their fight to improve their lot. But, contrary to all expectations and prophecies, the fight is successful. The demands are granted. Obviously, the reason is that they had been too modest. Therefore one must demand more. But the demands are granted again44. And as misery decreases, the workers become less embittered, more ready to bargain for wages than to plot for revolution. Now the Communists find that their policy must be reversed. Something must be done to bring the law of increasing misery into operation. For instance, colonial unrest must be stirred up (even where there is no chance of a successful revolution), and with the general purpose of counteracting the bourgeoisification of the workers, a policy fomenting catastrophes of all sorts must be adopted. But this new policy destroys the confidence of the workers. The Communists lose their members, with the exception of those who are inexperienced in real political fights. They lose exactly those whom they describe as the ‘vanguard of the working class’; their tacitly implied principle: ‘The worse things are, the better they are, since misery must precipitate revolution’, makes the workers suspicious—the better the application of this principle, the worse are the suspicions entertained by the workers. For they are realists; to obtain their confidence, one must work to improve their lot. Thus the policy must be reversed again: one is forced to fight for the immediate betterment of the workers’ lot and to hope at the same time for the opposite. With this, the ‘inner contradictions’ of the theory produce the last stage of confusion. It is the stage when it is hard to know who is the traitor, since treachery may be faithfulness and faithfulness treachery. It is the stage when those who followed the party not simply because it appeared to them (rightly, I am afraid) as the only vigorous movement with humanitarian ends, but especially because it was a movement based on a scientific theory, must either leave it, or sacrifice their intellectual integrity; for they must now learn to believe blindly in some authority. Ultimately, they must become mystics—hostile to reasonable argument. It seems that it is not only capitalism which is labouring under inner contradictions that threaten to bring about its downfall …

Is it necessary to ask which attitude is more Christian, one that longs to return to the ‘unbroken harmony and unity’ of the Middle Ages, or one that wishes to use reason in order to free mankind from pestilence and oppression? But some part at least of the authoritarian Church of the Middle Ages succeeded in branding such practical humanitarianism as ‘worldly’, as characteristic of ‘Epicureanism’, and of men who desire only to ‘fill their bellies like the beasts’. The terms ‘Epicureanism’, ‘materialism’, and ‘empiricism’, that is to say, the philosophy of Democritus, one of the greatest of the Great Generation, became in this way the synonyms of wickedness, and the tribal Idealism of Plato and Aristotle was exalted as a kind of Christianity before Christ. Indeed, this is the source of the immense authority of Plato and Aristotle, even in our own day, that their philosophy was adopted by medieval authoritarianism. But it must not be forgotten that, outside the totalitarian camp, their fame has outlived their practical influence upon our lives. And although the name of Democritus is seldom remembered, his science as well as his morals still live with us.

Age of Aquarius: 2000–4000CE Aquarius is an Air sign ruled by Uranus, which evokes a spirit of unity and oneness. This influence translates into unconventional innovations, and humanitarian ideals that serve the greater good. With the emergence of the internet, we’ve already witnessed mass communication transmitted through the airwaves. This supports free speech, enables the sharing of ideas and information, and promotes a global outlook that catalyzes positive social change.

Virtue No Ism (The Sonnet) What is this obsession with ism before human! Why are we still catering to ancestral stupidity! Are we really gonna let their shortsightedness, To define our capacity, character and destiny! Some of them might have had the vision of unity, Hence they spoke of peace and neighborly love. But most lacked the sight to live beyond ism, And we continue to prioritize ism over love. No ideology has a monopoly over virtue, Virtues are born of mind, not ideology. Yet all ideologies try to codify virtue, By doing so they only vilify all virtuosity. All virtues are but the descendants of love. To codify virtue is to ruin the universality of love.

One Life, One Idea (The Sonnet) One life, one idea, one duty – love. One body, one being, one vision – amity. One heart, one sight, one sentiment – care. One mind, one kind, one community – humanity. One pen, one ink, one paper – awareness. One hive, one height, one light – assimilation. One kite, one compass, one flight – unity. One sail, one sea, one ship - self-correction. One gospel, one goal, one gamble – collectivity. One cult, one core, one culture – unification. One church, one mosque, one temple – nonduality. One road, one reason, one reality – nondifferentiation. Take the mind beyond the bind to see the world anew. A world united comes to life when walls turn dust in you.

Quit the contraction, start the construction, Set out as sailors in the course of unity. Quit the paralysis, start the osmosis, Disinfect the world with your fearless electricity.

What times of faith trial we are all in together...Orwell understood it better then than many do today. Humanitarian unity that is demonstrated in a spirit saturated in love actions, can that transcend seasonal cultures and cross border customs - can become the greater force of all other forces; complicated to measure and beyond human understanding in its beautiful power.

What times of faith trial we are all in together...Orwell understood it better then - than many do today. Humanitarian unity that is demonstrated in a spirit saturated in love actions, can transcend seasonal cultures and cross border customs...and become the greater force of all other forces; complicated to measure...and beyond human understanding, in its beautiful power.

There is no sunrise without sacrifice, There is no unity without inclusion. There is no love without conviction, There is no justice without unsubmission.

You are unity, you are trinity, You are the end of all animosity! You are able, always accountable, You are the measure of living sanity!

There is no sunrise without sacrifice, There is no unity without inclusion. There is no love without conviction, There is no justice without unsubmission. No sewage is ever sanctified without sewage-workers, No society is ever civilized without reformers. No mutation ever occurs without an anomaly, No world is brought to life without love-laborers.

Up above the jungle tribes, like a diamond in the sky, to be a star you gotta burn, in your light the world unites.

All of us are born in a mother's womb, In mother nature's lap we fall asleep. Why do you bicker over archaic walls, The light in me is the light in thee!

Until the Pacific Solution was set up, Australia’s law and policy had honoured the principle of the unity of the family, which Australia had voted for at the Conference of Plenipotentiaries in July 1951. That Conference, which finalised the Refugees Convention, unanimously resolved that governments should ensure ‘that the unity of the refugee’s family is maintained particularly in cases where the head of the family has fulfilled the necessary conditions for admission to a particular country’.43 While the Australian government signed up to President Bush’s Coalition of the Willing, these women and children were held in detention on a remote Pacific outpost unable to join their refugee husbands and fathers lawfully residing in Australia. Mr Ruddock says, ‘There is no obligation under the Refugees Convention to provide for family reunion. As TPV holders are not permanent residents of Australia they are not eligible to sponsor members of their families for migration.’44

One Mission, Many Vessels (The Sonnet, 1313) One thunder, visions plenty. One mission, vessels plenty. One source, seekers plenty. One fate, fervors plenty. From dust we're born, In dust we're gone. Cashes to ashes, Bitcoins in trashes, Division is nefarious, Unity is dawn. The day the billions of people of earth are valued more than the billionaires, that day you shall be human being, that day you are king and queen. Naskar doesn't have flag or nation, My flag is world flag - my nation, world nation. Call me poet, scientist or humanitarian, Naskar is the spirit of world integration.

You will not know me as the father of a nation, you will know me as a founder of the united earth.

If Beirut was the supermarket of the left in the 1970s, where Marxists, communists, Egyptians, Iraqis, and all the Palestinian factions debated and theorized, published and drank in bars arguing over ideas and the fought in the streets, Peshawar was the supermarket of the Islamists in the 1980s without drinking: there the discussions were about Islamic law, fatwas, the war of the believers, the unity of the Muslim nation, and the humanitarian needs of Afghan refugees.

Blessed be the land of sages, saints, yogis, sadhus, and sanyasis, Blessed be the land of brave hearts, souls, and of light, Blessed be the land of spirituality, mystics, gnostics, and peace, Blessed be the land full of colors, diversity, and unity, Blessed be the land of the righteous, righteousness and on the rightful sight, Blessed be the land of river, mountains, and seas, Blessed be the land of nature, greens, and antiques, Blessed be the land of beauty, culture, and care, Blessed be the land of mother of eastern spirituality and wisdom, Blessed be the land that produced peaceful warriors, godly souls, and the greatest humanitarians. Blessed be the land of diversity, Blessed be the land of honor, prosperity, and growth, Blessed be the land of righteous kings, maharajas, rulers, and governors, Blessed be the land of truth and bliss, Blessed be the soul of India!

Togetherness enhances humanity, separateness cripples humanity.

When I talk of love, I don't talk of two becoming one, I talk of all becoming one.

Honor He Wrote Sonnet 33 There is no lord almighty, only human almighty, No magic and mysticism, only nature and oneness. There are no ten commandments, only one, Compassion has no religion, character has no race. There’s no law above life, life alone is the supreme law, And stagnant law does more harm than action illegal. There is no holy trinity, only humanity up on its toes, It is always the human mind playing the triangle. No more dogmas, no more doctrines and manifestos, Let us be forthright 'n just foster the spirit of affection. Once we learn to celebrate each other's existence, There won't be any need for artificial occasion. Awake, arise o dynamite, blow up all old paradigm. Don't fight it, or cuss it, just overwhelm it with your lifeline.

Fall together, fly together.

Honor He Wrote Sonnet 79 When we end up together, That's not an end, but the beginning. It's division that ends all journey, End division, ‘n life will have true beginning. Century after century went on with division, Yet unity is forever, division is nonexistence. To breathe, eat, mate and sleep, ain't existence, To help, heal, lift and light, that's existence. We've got intellect, we've got sentiment, All are useless if they don't help erase division. Human is another name for undivision, Not another synonym for discrimination. To have 'n to hold, mustn't be a vow between just two. Make it one among all, and soon unity will be true.

The life of one is the life of all. Either we are one family or nothing at all.

Undestination (The Sonnet) I gave up my country in your love, I gave up my home for your sweetness. I stand at your door without identity, Will you take me in and fill my emptiness! I've sailed my ship towards undestination, Let the waves take me where they may. Embracing the unknown I became a pal of all. Come out my friend from your cage of dismay. Come with me, and we'll explore all impossibility. If we must be awful let's be awful together. Let us lose all maps and walk around as vagrants. Why worry, when we have each other! To hell with destination, let us savor the journey! Before success and achievement, let us first have unity.

That people choose friendships and alliances based on political, religious, moral convictions; instead of basing on a shared sense of humour and a shared sense of compassion, is testament to how backwards and senile we are as a collective society. Politics, religion, and morals, are naturally divisive because they are built on specific background types. A sense of humour and compassion: these are universal, and people from all backgrounds can be united by these. People are actively looking into the world for reasons to see what they believe to be wrong in others, and huddling together in their small groups; rather than actively looking to find what they can laugh at together. Or what they can help, together.

From dust we're born, In dust we're gone. Cashes to ashes, Bitcoins in trashes, Division is nefarious, Unity is dawn.

Action Yoga (Sonnet 1030) If you love the idea of yoga, Then be a karma yogi, Without all that nonsense of, “Be kind and you'll be treated kindly”. Silently do your duty as a human being, With zero expectation for praise and reward. Kindness with expectation is kindness ruined, True goodness expects nothing in return. Karma means duty, yoga means union, Lose yourself in goodness, and you'll find unity. In this age of reason only yogi is the one, Who is one with the world in humanitarian duty. Silent kindness is sacred kindness. The ancients called it karma yoga, I call it humanness.

The twanging of life Thirteenth part : The essence of the beauty is unity in variety We are only able to contempt and treat people in a bad way, when we forget that the other person belongs to us and to the society as well as we too, when we only forget that in the form of doing the action, there is a strong relationship between the subject and the object so avarice, violence, egoism, sadness and looking at others as pawns of market's chess to get money arise from losing their unity, from forgetting their spirit of cooperation and collaboration and then starting perceiving others in terms of their individual differences. A humanitarian action that isn't intended to be done can make a huge storm of humanity, a single word can give people the feeling of unity, just like every time when a person passes by you and you say for him "السلام عليكم" both of you start to feel like there is a candle within both of you turning into clemency, the more love, the more mercy and the more salaam you show on your face the more light is reflected form that candle, you should start thinking that, greeting the people is proclamations of peace, every time you say "السلام عليكم" to a stranger your heart admits over and over again that we are all united, what I am trying to say is, in your heart's deepest place where the onus of your ego are fallen to pieces and the enigma of your soul is infiltrated, you find the awareness isn't different in any way from what all others may find, the mutuality of Sudanese people is appeared as the sun in the morning but only when our own humanness is surpassed our own dishumanness by accepting that we are all one in the fact that we are all made of diversified differences. We are all equal in the fact that our own society is made by different tribes, we are all the same in the fact that we will never have the same colour, life, thinking, dreams, feelings and luxury, we are united by the reality that Sudan is able to combine all colours, all cultures, all tribes and all of us in the fact that every one believes his tribe and culture are distinguished and individual, we are compatible in the reality that we are all recaptured to this country by the same history, the same conditions of living and the longest river in the world that all of them together give us a light to shine the darkness that covers the sky to allow for us to walk as one hand in the right direction, we don't share the colours but we share the blood, we aren't equal in existence of happiness but we drink River Nile's water that keeps us alive, we are different in existence of tribes but we share the same air that is blended by our breath, so I am you as much as I am me and you are me as much as I am you. Finally swingeing internal ructions and overmuch narcissism of a society devastate the tissue of its unity, not the differences of that society, Lord Robin said that unity begins at home within family is the strength to survive and win the fight of life.

You are my order of new humans - humans beyond borders, humans beyond scriptures, humans beyond applause and mockery, beyond wealth and status, beyond anonymity and popularity.

It's not food that keeps us alive, it's unity.

Goodbye Mother (The Sonnet) Bid me goodbye o mother, Be right back once I plant unity. If I do not return from my journey, Soothe yourself knowing I've died happily. These rusted shackles hurt too much, It's time o mother to abolish them forever. Shoulder to shoulder your children will walk, At the sight of our conviction bigots will quiver. The sacred river of life has long gone dry, I'll resuscitate it with my blood and integrity. Your children are my family o mother, With my last breath I will fortify their destiny. Bless me o mother of all for my mission awaits. I'll return victorious or die a martyr's death.

Bow O Brave (The Sonnet) Bow o brave, o lifter of hearts, Bow in service losing all pride. With your acts of care and community, Make even the dust sanctified. Selflessness and sanity, Let these flow through your veins. Offer up your nerves and bones, As the world’s unity lanes. Lose all name and lose all pleasure, Forget address to which you are born. As you live in every person, They will cross ocean to make you own. Step outside the self for the unselfish has no match. Every land will become golden by your holy touch.

Selflessness and sanity, Let these flow through your veins. Offer up your nerves and bones, As the world’s unity lanes.

I am loco for society - I am loco for humanity - I am loco for universal unity - and till the last breath in my body I'll work to make that universal unity a reality, regardless of whether I fail or not - where I leave off, someone else as loco as me will pick up and where they leave off, others will pick.

The Naskarean Sonnet It ain't easy to get Naskar, For Naskar is no being binary. In a world full of dualities, Naskar is an emblem of inclusivity. Think not it to be a person, For the person perished in line of duty. What lives today is the idea, The idea of struggle for undivided amity. Every human who helps a human, Is a manifestation Naskarean. Wherever there is prejudice and inequality, They appear as a living revolution. When one Naskar dies a thousand will rise. The dream of unity will never face demise.

Whenever there is an uprising of misery, discrimination and sectarianism - whenever there is an upheaval in human dignity, goodness, unity and uniformity - whenever the primitive urge for judgement overwhelms the humane quality of understanding - whenever the light of truth begins to scare the people more than the darkness of ignorance, and whenever humankind begins to forget its innate humanity, I shall rise from the deepest fathoms of the neuronal galaxy in one brain or another, over and over again, to take humanity with me in the path of sweet, innocent, self-aware, non-conflicting and progressive harmony.

I am the Author who is anointed to write unique books that touches humanity and humanitarian issues in this world with a wonderful healing that come from God Almighty…In my works; the work of my hands, breathed by the Holy Spirit of a Sovereign God; human beings are healed physically, emotionally, socially, economically, financially, politically…human behaviour is healed and there is goodness…countries are healed and there is world peace, love, unity, friendship and stability…Destiny is defined, distinguished and found for the world that is destined to live in peace, provision, protection and joy and happiness coming from God Almighty…The prophetic message and mercy of God is prevalent and imparted to a person, an entity, a country, a continent, a society, a community…and a group…There is the small picture as well as the big picture, there is the micro as well as the macro for the healing benefit of all mankind. There is that divine connection between God and his people…God and his world he created…God and entities like, schools, the government, publishers, the work place…Countries are healed physically, politically, economically and emotionally from strongholds. God uses the life of a person, an entity, a country and a continent to bring wholesome healing to the entire world. Countries are healed physically, politically, economically and emotionally from strongholds and erroneous attitudes. These are books that cannot be missed or forgotten…These are life giving Hallelujah Holy and Great Books of all times.

When the fire of love engulfs our whole being, time will bear witness to humanity's uprising.

When people stand with people, only then people can call themselves people, and if people can't stand with people, instead, they choose to stand against people, then what right do people have to call themselves people!

You may have heard the phrase "make love, not war" – well, these are all useless words, unless you can actually, genuinely, humanely feel your true oneness with all humans at the very core of your existence. Once you feel that oneness - that unity - that simple yet glorious uniformity, then only will the drumbeats of war begin to fade away.

Give Me Blood and Sweat (The Sonnet) Give me your pleasures, I'll give you awakening. Give me your pride, I'll give you inclusion. Give me your self-obsession, I'll give you acceptance. Give me your arrogance, I'll give you liberation. Give me your tradition, I'll give you revolution. Give me your blindness, I'll give you clarity. Give me your disparities, I'll give you humaneness. Give me your rigidity, I'll give you serenity. Give me your religion, I'll give you harmony. Give me your language, I'll give you amity. Give me your identity, I'll give you unity. Give me your nationality, I'll give you humanity. Give me your sleep and comfort, I'll give you assimilation. Give me your blood and sweat, I'll give you ascension.

Naskar is not an entity, Naskar is a revolution - Naskar is an evolution - an evolution from segregation to inclusion - an evolution from divisiveness to unity - an evolution from nationality to humanity.

Together We Are Humans (The Sonnet) Together we are humans, separate we are apes. Together we are life, separate we are dust. Together we are tools, separate we are weapons. Together we are a boon, separate we are a curse. Together we are power, separate we are insects. Together we are sanity, separate we are lunacy. Together we are serenity, separate we are misery. Together we are harmony, separate we are catastrophe. Together we are diversity, separate we are phobia. Together we are purity, separate we are pollution. Together we are savannah, separate we are a desert. Together we are family, separate we are desolation. Together we are to grow as beings of conscience and character, Or else our lives are futile and will fade away in time's murmur.