Today, another thought arouse , inspired by my lecturer when I was attending a course of comparative literature which have proved that what I used to think and to believe about the human race was too.
The other, whoever he is , whatever he believes he is a part of me, and I am a parcel of him. How? A legitimate question that every one may ask himself. This Complemantarity, this onness, this plural one , the whole humanity being an unseparable other of my being. The answer will come with power, with certainty, purity and without fear in unprecedented manner
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- If Your car is Japanese;your couscouss is Algerian,
your democratie is Greck;your cofee is Bresilian
Your Chianti Is Italian, Have you the right to call me " a strenger!"
If Your clock is switzerland;your clothes are Indians
Your radio is Korean;your holidays are Tunisians
Your numbers are arabs;your calligraph is Latin
Your Vanilla Is Comorian
Have you the Right to aproach your neighbor claiming that
He is " a stranger!"
That is what you are, and what I am Is no different; Rainbow Is our mother so without you, without Me there will not be a rainbow.
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