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Kaan (cynicalhope) wrote,
@ 2003-10-29 13:41:00
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    My Testament.
    My countrymen celebrated the 80th anniversary of the foundation of our(yet somehow I dont feel like I belong to it) Republic(Turkish).

    A supposedly joyous occasion that turns my insides out in pain.

    A testament to one of humanities biggest paradoxes.

    An honorable and heroic journey of one man with an incredible will, vision, and determination.

    One of the few historical figures I look up to.

    To my knowledge only leader of a war torn country who can actually say these words about the fallen sons of his enemy who invaded his lands:

    "... You, the mothers, who sent their sons from faraway countries, wipe away your tears, your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in peace. After having lost their lives on this land, they have become our sons as well."

    80 years ago who has left my grandfather, his sons, and me with his vision.

    A vision which this unbeaten field marshall, philosopher, leader and revolutionary with more human in him then most of us combined has trusted us with.

    An unselfish vision with the only goal of bringing his nation to the level of the powerful nations of the world. So its people can have prosperous lives and return to its old glorious days.

    And carry out his steps towards this vision in an non malicious way in which he was very aware of the fact that the educated of the world had no quarrels between them. Even when they had issues they could discuss their way out of it instead of exposing the world to the carnages called world wars that are the products of the few who has taken advantage of the easily manipulateble and artificially induced ignorance and hatred of the masses by using their neo-aristocratic tools such as religions, isms, and anything they can get their hands on to amplify the differences between civilizations of their time to gather supporters for their camps so they can give them something to fear.

    In turn because of the fear of the masses of these great evils fabricated by the few in order to receive the power to become the protecters, the shepherds of their flocks and have the absolute power to end the lives of their own and the people they see as enemies when they please as they please just so they can realize their version of the greater good.

    A leader like nostradamus who has succesfully predicted the future and told his people what to expect from the future and what not to. Yet shamefully because of my generations and the ignorance of generations before them we have not succesfully made head ways in achieving his unselfish goals. Instead we turned on each other and became corrupt.

    But I will never loose hope. I am above isms. I beleive I am taking his words/vision one step further and instead of applying his vision to one nation I will try to share it with the rest of the humanity.

    I promise this very day that I will continue gobbling up all the information I can get my hands on and not follow any dogma that tells me to hate someone just because their against the interests of the group I have been aligned with not by choice but by blood and place of birth.

    Instead I will in my own way do my best to continue to try to foster understanding between persons who are followers of different creeds, religions and ethnic backgrounds in order to faciliate free transfer of information or any effort to help improve the objective non neo-colonist educational infrastucture of this mudball instead of hording the know how to have leverage against the 3rd world nations or the developing countries.

    I will have this entry in my journal so I can always go back and look at it whenever I feel disheartened so I can clear my head and be strong in the long road I need to take in order to move towards realizing what someone I admire so much has started and continue walking this long road no matter what nay sayers throw in my path to deter me from getting closer to my version of Utopia.

    Regards,

    Kaan


    P.S: I just wanted to share so there is witnesses that can call me on it.


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