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August 8, 2013 / pangeaprogress

Zora Neale Hurston – “I have lived in many ways”

“I have given myself the pleasure of sunrises blooming out of oceans, and sunsets drenching heaped-up clouds. I have walked in storms with a crown of clouds about my head and the zig zag lightning playing through my fingers. The gods of the upper air have uncovered their faces to my eyes. I have made friends with trees and vales. I have found out that my real home is in the water, that the earth is only my step-mother. My old man, the Sun, sired me out of the sea.”

Zora Neale Hurston

July 1, 2013 / pangeaprogress

Kahlil Gibran – Slavery


The people are the slaves of Life, and it is slavery which fills their days with misery and distress, and floods their night with tears and anguish…I have followed man from Babylon to Cairo, and from Ain Dour to Baghdad, and observed the marks of his chains on the sand. I heard the sad echoes of the fickle ages…I saw the apprentice slaving for the artisan, and the artisan slaving for the employer, and the employer slaving for the soldier, and the soldier slaving for the governor, and the governor slaving for the king, and the king slaving for the priest, and the priest slaving for the idol. And the idol is naught but earth fashioned by Satan and erected upon a knoll of skulls.

I found the infant nursing the milk of slavery from his mother’s bosom, and the children learning submission with the alphabet.

Patriotism – She possesses various names, but one reality.  She has many appearances, but is made of one element.  In truth, she is an everlasting ailment bequeathed by each generation unto its successor.

I found the blind slavery, which ties the people’s present with their parents past, and urges them to yield to their traditions and customs, placing ancient spirits in the new bodies.

I found the mute slavery, which binds the life of a man to a wife whom he abhors, and places the woman’s body in the bed of a hated husband, deadening both lives spiritually.

I found the deaf slavery, which stifles the soul and the heart, rendering man but an empty echo of a voice, and pitiful shadow of a body. I found the lame slavery, which places man’s neck under the domination of the tyrant and submits strong bodies and weak minds to the sons of Greed for use as instruments to their power.
 I found the twisted slavery, which causes the tongues of the weak to move with fear, and speak outside of their feelings, and they feign to be meditating their plight, but they become as empty sacks, which even a child can fold or hang. I found the perpetual slaver, which crowns the sons of monarchs as kings, and offers no regard to merit.

When I grew tired of following the dissolute ages, and wearied of beholding processions of stoned people, I walked lonely in the Valley of the Shadow of Life, where the past attempts to conceal itself in guilt, and the soul of the future folds and rests itself too long.  There, at the edge of Blood and Tears River, which crawled like a poisonous viper and twisted like a criminals dream, I listened to the frightened whisper of the ghosts of slaves, and gazed at nothingness.

When midnight came and the spirits emerged from hidden places, I saw a cadaverous, dying spectre fall to her knees, gazing at the moon.  I approached her, asking “what is your name?”

“My name is Liberty”, replied this ghastly shadow of a corpse.

And I inquired, “Where are your children?”

And Liberty, tearful and weak, gasped, “One died crucified, another died mad, and the third one is not yet born.”

She limped away and spoke further, but the mist in my eyes and cries of my heart prevented sight or hearing.

Selection from the Treasured Writings of Kahlil Gibran


June 7, 2013 / pangeaprogress

When evening comes…

April 7, 2013 / pangeaprogress

Nietzsche quote

“Today as always, men fall into two groups: slaves and free men. Whoever does not have two-thirds of his day for himself, is a slave, whatever he may be: a statesman, a businessman, an official, or a scholar.”


– Friedrich Nietzsche

March 22, 2013 / pangeaprogress

The gods of glass

Whether it is secular humanistic beliefs in human superiority or religious beliefs of human sacredness they are like ballons of self aggrandizement that can easily be popped by the sharp point of reality.

December 25, 2012 / pangeaprogress

Democritus – The Laughing Philosopher

Democritus - The Laughing Philosopher

December 25, 2012 / pangeaprogress