DAMMED AT BIRTH, DELIVERED IN DEATH -- YET, DELIVERANCE IS AT HAND

DAMMED AT BIRTH, DELIVERED IN DEATH -- YET, DELIVERANCE IS AT HAND

Brainwashing from childhood, indoctrination, classic conditioning in toxic ideology, if it be the basis of belief, then it is better to be an infidel.

Thinking for oneself, reserving the right to reject an otherworldly, imaginary, omnipotent, cruel tyrant, having the discretionary power of scepticism till reason and realisation convince one about the validity or otherwise of matters thrust through tradition, cultural imposition and subtle transmission via daily disposition, these constitute the core of humanity. 

Surgical slicing on infants without natural necessity, the horror of self-discovery to that effect upon gaining sensory and intellectual maturity, the revulsion thereof should critical faculty prevail upon doctrinaire imposition, if these be deemed divine and undivine as the case may be, then it is better to be outrageously heretical.

Democracy deems freedom as its core concern and its survival condition. If this freedom is snatched from the individual by way of enforcement of faith, then it is better to be faithless.

This regressive relay of repressive reals by way of mental induction through the lure of future enjoyment of heavenly damsels and the threat of hellish incineration should faith be faulty, is a cultural curse that is violent, tormenting and cramping consciousness, which is better given up. 

The faultlines are ready for the disintegration of this dastardly system, the exigencies of the age are calling forth for a rational resolution, the throttled spirit is fighting to be free, yet the inertia of ages prevents a flight unto freedom as deep grooves in the memory of a race holds, links refuse to break, chinks in the armoury yet do not cleave openings wide enough for the soul of man to seek liberation en masse.

But unto such a fate in fought-out freedom this vast mass of humanity moves as the system labours to last but inspires its last lingering breaths before it drops dead, a dinosaur that has dealt humanity unnumbered deaths as it has lived on a loveless life on earth.

This is the final fate awaiting this system, its day of judgement arriving soon. There is already celebration in the air amidst a myriad cries of mutilated men and repressed, reduced women, as victory approximates its presence among a people perverted for ages by this terrible vice.

Written by Sugata Bose