LEARNING IS LIFE

  WARS TODAY: A  POEM The bombs fall hard, a cruel divide, Where right and wrong are swept aside. Politics twisted, dark and deep, While people killed and kids weep. The hunger for rare earths, glint of gold, A thirst for power that can never hold, So dominance and greed in conflict meet, A bitter harvest, eternally complete. No battle lines, no open fight, Just cyber attacks steal the light. The drone takes flight, a metal bird, No pilot seen, no sound is heard. A sudden flash, a silent tear, Control asserted, far and near. The schools burn, houses are gone, For market share, the wars rage on. A thirst for power that can never cease, So dominance and greed in conflict meet!

 Iranian War Scene Limericks Khamenei, a leader of might, Fell in Roaring Lion's fierce fight. With Epic Fury's roar, He is now no more, "Threat gone!" cried US 'n Israel in delight. In Iran, a sad story they tell, Of "martyrdom," mourned very well. Though war's wicked win, Is fleeting and thin, Revenge and return will compel.

  Look at people as humans first and foremost, and discriminate not on any account: Zero Discrimination Day UN proclaimed Zero Discrimination Day 2026 is being observed on Sunday, 1 March 2026 with the theme "People First" to see individuals as "full humans" with emotional and social needs rather than just as risk and ability categories. To end discrimination and biases, global solidarity by encouraging governments and health providers to listen to the voices of those affected to ensure no one feels "less than" because of their health. The official symbol of the observance is butterfly representing positive transformation or metamorphosis and the right of everyone to live a full and productive life with dignity. People First: Message in Poem Let's see the heart, not just the face, Forget the label, race or place. Let kindness bloom, a gentle seed, And water it with every deed. No room for hate, no wall to build, Just open arms and spirits filled. We...

  BETTER BE AN INDEPENDENT SELF-KNOWER: A POEM Words Gurus give, in book and song, A path they claim, righting wrong. But grasp too tight, believe it all, Gurus-disciples stumble, rise to fall. The guru's pride, the follower's need, A ladder built on fertile greed. One climbs above, the other stays, Lost in echoes of bygone days. Instead, be still. Look deep inside. Let self be guru, self be guide. Observe the thoughts that rise and churn, Without a judgment, lesson learned. No follower, no guide to blame, Just open eyes, a different game. Your mind, the field, your heart, the seed, Plant wisdom there, fulfill your creed.

 BIO- CENTRISM: VIEW POINT AND QUINTAINS VIEW POINT  Scientist Robert Lanza proposes that biocentrism places life and biology at the heart of reality. It contends that life is responsible for the creation of the universe and suggests that space and time are not tangible entities but rather instruments of the mind. Human consciousness is what forms the mental tools that process and arrange information, similar to how a turtle carries its shell. The theory asserts that in the absence of a conscious observer, the world merely exists as a "blur" of potentialities. QUINTAINS A scientist, Lanza by name, Said life is the ultimate game. With bio at core, Reality's door, A new view, not quite the same. A bio-thought, bright and so keen, Says life makes the cosmos, unseen. Space and time's frame, Just tools of the brain, A show that our minds convene. A mind built a tool, bright and new, For thoughts it could sort and see through. Like a turtle's hard shell, Info it can tel...

 Blind following is regressive:  Quintains A rule made on whim, quite unheard, Brain washed, we blindly copy the absurd, Are folly's firm base. Rituals we embrace, At power's blind beck, are a turd. Someone stuck in old, dusty ways, Finds darkness in all of its days. Unkind deeds it sows, Where no goodness grows, True life, in reflection, now stays. To question, to grow, to be free, Reflect on what used to be. With thought as your guide, Cast shadows aside, A critical, self-knowing you, glee!