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My name is Joy, and I love to write. Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground. Kiya's gift. I love it!
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March 8, 2021
For "Blog City Prompt ForumOpen in new Window.
Prompt “When people are free to do as they please, they usually imitate each other.”
Eric Hoffer
Is Eric Hoffer correct in his assumption? Since we are social animals, how much do you think we are attuned to others in our groups or cultures?


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I am not the one to disagree with Eric Hoffer, as scientific knowledge points out to the fact that the primate part of our brain dictates us that we fit in with the group we’re in.

Unfortunately for our free will, we do this without knowing or understanding what we’re doing. Mastering this primitive part of our existence takes some doing because the social force is so ingrained inside us that it is almost like an internal organ whose actions we’re not aware of until a pain of some sort alerts us.

There is nothing wrong with what a group dictates. A group just is, and it is especially difficult to stay away from it when we are born into the group and think of its rules and hierarchy as the sublime state of being. When the group intelligence is high, it can assimilate the differences of its members; however, even the best and the most intelligent groups end up becoming rigid in time.

In addition, when we are so part of a group, we fail to see its effects on us.

The thing is, the social force of the group exists inside us as well as outside of us, its size and chemistry depending on the particular group or culture we’re in. Plus, being and feeling to be part of a group, tribe, religion, culture, or nation makes us feel energetic and alive, which in itself, is an addiction.

There is nothing wrong with all this, but when we side with the tribe or group against others in order not to lose our place in its hierarchy, we’re not being true to our very own selves. I believe to stop acting with the tribe against our own hidden will, we need to master the primitive parts of our character, which begins by the observation of our own selves.

To resist the pull of the tribe we need to see and observe our tendency to demonize the other and especially rival tribes, groups, nations, political parties, and even sports teams. Once we recognize this tendency in us, it may be easy to rectify it. And who knows, we may become the leading force inside our group’s culture to put an end to fights, riots, and civil and international wars.



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For: "Space Blog GroupOpen in new Window.

Prompt: From Lou-Here By His Grace Author IconMail Icon’s "Purple DawnOpen in new Window.
Write about this poem in your Blog entry today.


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I am not much for camping out in the open, either. I rather prefer a comfy bed, more so my own, let alone in the wilderness of the old Wild West.

As romantic as the good old days may seem to most, to me today counts and today, in my old age, I prefer to be in my own element. I’d rather read about the good ole’ West in books than experience it. Maybe because in my younger days I traveled a lot--too much, I’d say--and ‘ve had my fill. Now’s the time to take care of my creature comforts.

Good poem though. I liked the descriptions a lot and that the poet agrees with me in essence. *Smile*


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