Sly's Call for humanity repair

Lighthouse The concept of a “light house as for the Lord” can be found in various Bible verses that use light as a metaphor for God’s guidance and truth.  For instance,  Psalm 27:1  state, "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?" 1  This verse, along with others, likens God to a lighthouse that provides direction and safety amidst life’s challenges. The Bible speaks of restoration and healing Isaiah 58:12 , for example, says, "Those from among you will rebuild the ancient ruins; You will raise up the age-old foundations; And you will be called the repairer of the breach, The restorer of the streets in which to dwell." 2  This verse and others like it convey the idea of repairing and restoring what has been broken in human lives and society. Certainly! The theme of  restoration  is woven throughout the Bible, offering hope and encouragement in times of hardship. Here are some key Bible verses related to restoration: Psalm 51:12 ...

Repair humanity In the maze of modern times, Where haste and hustle blur the lines, We've lost the art of being kind, let's rewind. Greed, like a shadow, dark and cold, Turns hearts away from love to gold. Let's mend the cracks with hands entwined, let's be kind. The planet cries beneath our feet, Its oceans choke, its temperatures beat. With conscious choices, let's align, it's time. Absurd it seems, the race we run, Forgetting we're all truly one. In every soul, let's seek to find, peace of mind. So let's stand up, let's start today, In little acts, in big ways. For every gesture, let's be inclined, let's be mankind. Ahoi human beings!

Once upon a time, in a bustling city filled with the cacophony of daily life, there lived a man named Arjun. He was known throughout the neighbourhood for his kind heart and generous spirit. Arjun wasn’t wealthy, nor was he powerful, but he possessed a wealth of compassion that made him richer than most. Every morning, Arjun would wake up before dawn and prepare sandwiches with what little he had. As the city slowly stirred awake, he would set out with his basket, walking the same route every day. His first stop was always the old, worn bench near the bus station, where an elderly homeless man slept. Without fail, Arjun would leave a sandwich and a cup of hot tea next to him, ensuring the man would have something warm to start his day. As he continued his walk, Arjun greeted everyone with a smile, sharing kind words and lending an ear to those who needed it. He knew everyone by name—the street vendors, the office workers rushing by the children on their way to school. To each, he o...

Greed It’s a profound observation that greed can sometimes lead people to rationalize their actions, even at the cost of essential human values like empathy and compassion. This internal conflict between personal gain and moral integrity is a recurring theme in literature, philosophy, and discussions on human behavior. When individuals prioritize greed over these values, they may find themselves facing a sense of emptiness. The pursuit of wealth or success isn’t inherently negative, but it’s the balance and how one achieves them that can impact one’s sense of fulfilment and connection with others. Many believe that true contentment comes from nurturing relationships and contributing to the well-being of others, not just from material wealth. Certainly, the perception of greed varies across different cultures and historical periods. Here’s a brief overview: Ancient Philosophies : In ancient Greece, the concept of ‘pleonexia’ encompassed greed, covetousness, and avarice.  Aristotle...

Greed In the caverns of desire, where shadows dance,  Greed slithers, silent and insatiable. Its eyes, like polished coins, glint with hunger, Counting fortunes yet to be amassed.  It craves more than the sun's golden rays,  More than the moon's silver whispers. Its appetite knows no bounds, Devouring hearts, leaving barren lands.  Greed wears a cloak of false abundance,  Promising riches but delivering emptiness. It hoards treasures, stacking them high, Yet its soul remains a beggar, forever wanting. Beware the allure of its gilded promises,  For in the pursuit of excess, we lose our essence. Let compassion be our currency,  And generosity our legacy.  For true wealth lies not in what we amass, But in the kindness, we scatter like seeds,  Blooming into gardens of empathy,  Where greed withers, defeated by love.   Ahoi human beings!

Guiding lost souls back to the harbor of humanity —what a profound and poetic mission! Imagine a world where compassion and empathy are our guiding stars, where we extend a hand to those adrift in the tempest of life. Let me weave a tale of hope and redemption, a beacon for those who seek solace in the storm. The Lighthouse Keeper In a secluded cove, where cliffs met the restless sea, stood an ancient lighthouse. Its weathered stones whispered tales of shipwrecks and lost dreams. The keeper, an old man with eyes like the ocean, tended the flame that pierced the darkness. He had seen it all—the broken-hearted lovers, the weary sailors, the wanderers seeking refuge. Each night, he climbed the spiralling stairs, his lantern casting shadows on the walls. His duty was simple: guide lost souls back to safety. One stormy eve, a young woman stumbled ashore. Her eyes held storms of their own—a tempest of grief and regret. She had lost her way, drifting far from the harbor of hop...