Death is not the period of rest but of unrest!
I will begin all safe For I have to reach somewhere I am not for misfit Though misfit is always there Come join me in force I am heard without need for speech I am not in favour of your weep A better earth is my dream A better earth is my dream I don’t preach I convince through logic In the words I speak In peace In peace In peace May dwell the universe’s infinity Without snatching for more Without repeating this hole We work for the world whole When will you earth begin? When will you earth like to begin? Not for more But for peace in world You have a good cause For each you govern Flow with the river Serve Not hold tight in fist It will pain your body’s then Every inch Every inch Believe me It’s not for guilt But to discuss if deep Everything is within reach Everything is within reach But to grow Not to be a weed Another weed We do not want But we do want thee We do want thee In the world that admits Its ow
I gave the speech to a small school of thinkers. The Mystery of Mars: A Scientist's Perspective Greetings, fellow thinkers! Today, I want to delve into the captivating enigma of Mars, the red planet. Its beautiful hue has fueled our curiosity for centuries, prompting us to ask: what secrets lie beneath its rusty surface? As a scientist, I can tell you that Mars's reddish hue is primarily due to the abundance of iron oxide in its soil. This compound, also known as rust, forms when iron reacts with oxygen. Like the rusty bicycle left out in the rain, Mars's iron-rich surface oxidizes, giving the planet its distinctive red colour. But the story goes deeper than just iron. The Martian atmosphere plays a crucial role in this process. Mars has a thin atmosphere, unlike Earth, allowing more solar radiation to reach its surface. This intense radiation further catalyzes the oxidation of iron, enhancing the red hue. Some of you may be wondering, could this be a sign of Mars being "killed,"
While getting home, I thought about the following points related to my topic. This then got printed in the newspaper the next day as an article by me. Part I The red colour of Mars isn't due to any chemicals being actively "burnt" on the planet. It results from a more passive process called oxidation, explicitly involving the mineral hematite. Hematite, a form of iron oxide (Fe2O3), is abundant on Mars and is responsible for the rusty red colour we see. When iron-rich rocks and minerals containing oxygen are exposed to the Martian atmosphere, they undergo oxidation, turning them into reddish hematite. This process is very similar to how iron on Earth rusts. Here's a breakdown of the factors contributing to Mars' red colour: Iron in Martian rocks: The Martian crust is rich in iron, providing a vast source material for oxidation. Oxygen in the Martian atmosphere: Although thin compared to Earth's, the Martian atmosphere still contains enough oxygen to oxidize the iron over long per
From my notes: Title - Go wash your face, religion It is unethical for humans to join religious institutes like Christianity to serve as nuns or fathers. 1. You cannot stop a human from dancing or singing. 2. You cannot stop a human from marrying by religious force. 3. You cannot stop a human from expressing his family's dreams publicly. 4. You cannot apply religious force on a human for not even admiring the opposite gender. I used the the word 'admire’ a person. I didn't use any physical content in it. 5. You cannot stop a human from eating a delicious food item or something of his or her choice that's anti-religious for no concrete reason. 6. You, by religious force, cannot decide whether a human should have or not have hair or how he or she should dress his or her hair. 7. You cannot confine a human to wearing just white or dull colours. 8. You cannot stop a man or woman by religious force from not applying cosmetics. 9. Can you please allow a human to live in the free
Article 1Dress for Success: A Celebration of Diversity in Schools!School uniforms, while often a staple of educational life, can sometimes feel like a one-size-fits-all approach to individuality. But what if we could create a school environment that celebrates every child's unique colours, styles, and expressions, regardless of background or belief?Imagine a school where, instead of a single uniform, a vibrant wardrobe of 200 diverse and exciting options awaits! This wouldn't be just about fashion but about fostering individuality and belonging. Rich or poor, every student would have access to the same fantastic selection, ensuring no one feels excluded based on their family's financial situation.But the freedom doesn't stop there. Gone are the days of forcing kids into specific colours or styles based on anything other than their personal preferences. Economic background, intellectual abilities, cultural heritage, or religious beliefs – none of these factors should dictate what a
Looking at the mirror, I said, "When alone, all alone! I express my reason To live life alone In the storm But not with the storm Anymore!" I then wrote this all to explain myself well - Write down your heart On the paper But without a frown Glorify your present With your sweat Blown up to the floor This is life Not ridicule To be just enjoyed You need to work Well in advance For life's every exam You cannot give up You cannot give way To enemies turn You need to govern Govern from top to floor After all It's your life It's you who is alive Not the dead miracles But something as important As life Doesn't exist in the universe We survive Come join in with force Come nurture good thought Good life's new role Love your way to glory Glorify your way through love Come join me in force Don't frown away It's the right time To be awake It's the right hour To begin Then, no matter in what state Come build up h
How much I wish to establish inner thought within the great universe. Where will we live? The joy of being none but one with nature, wholly fitted with Earth, its laws, the turmoil, the capacity to face or stop the storm. I don't gather myself enough, but as much as I know, I am more than capable of continuing with life. No, I don't fear a sudden or past disease. I am aiming at the sky. How can I use Earth just for sleep? Within me is glory, the greatness of being fit in the world of enthusiasm and reality. Making me stable is more important today for me than making me rich. This stands true for every human being but none after it. Why? Why don't we dispute our own heard voice? Why don't we practice living with full strength, with the FULL capacity we have to give to life. With life facing unfit as if it was not long. To exist, why can we not fight death as adversity? Death as a sorrow, death as a scream, is not new to me. I am well versed in its content and ways. But I shouldn't b
I still fall when I try standing and walking straight. I still need to gather or learn life's exact pace. But with the world to expect, no one could teach me an inch. I might have been heroic, but life's stains dehydrate your strength each new day. Then they say death is a reality, not a dream. However, all things as necessities for life remain a dream for many of those alive. They prepare the grave so that the end of life shouldn't be without being safe, but they don't always necessarily create a living home. But a grave on earth, I find, is a superior need than home to help you live. How much more fun is living? They focus on love as a need, not a need of living for love! I am disputed as if I have never won. Reason dwells in everything, but there is no way you can lift yourself above the limits. Humans, they say, are going to die for a cause worth living for. What a miracle life is. No one here hears nor believes in me. I am astonished I am gifted with life. They need more than