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RE: To kill two birds with one stone!

in Dream Steemlast year

Heh... I don't remember mentioning the Musketeers (not my heroes) but it could be))

People didn't invent borders. All predators have territories divided (wolves, lions, finally). Any group of social animals knows their territory. It's just that people were given great good and great evil - they were given consciousness. And people learned how to drive stakes at the borders first, then plow furrows, put fences (and further down the list).

Having learned how to draw maps, people have learned how to draw borders on them. Unfortunately, having gained consciousness, people remained primitive predators. And these are easy to control (hello to the puppeteers).

Having received consciousness as a gift, we are playing increasingly tricky games. "The whole life is a game, women, men are all actors in it... and everyone plays more than one role" - this is not a literal quote from Shakespeare, but the meaning is as follows.

We played too much :)

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Хех... я не помню, чтобы упоминал мушкетёров (не мои герои) но всё может быть))

Не люди придумали границы. У любых хищников территории поделены (волки, львы, наконец). Любые группы социальных животных знают свою территорию. Просто людям дали великое благо и великое зло - им дали сознание. И люди научились сначала вбивать колья на границах, потом пахать борозды, ставить заборы (и далее по списку).

Научившись рисовать карты, люди научились рисовать на них границы. К сожалению, получив сознание люди остались примитивными хищниками. А такими легко управлять (привет кукловодам).

Получив в дар сознание, мы ведём всё более хитрые игры. "Вся жизнь игра, в ней женщины, мужчины - все актёры... и каждый не одну играет роль" - это не дословная цитата Шекспира, но смысл таков.

Мы слишком заигрались :)

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 last year (edited)

As bambuka says people die for metal,
He concluded my debate of war in a nutshell,

This was the reference.

I added 'musketeers' for the beauty of it :)

And once again you have so eloquently provided an interesting perspective to my poem. I can't help but agree.

I would just add to this:

We played too much :)

We are being played too much (I know what you meant by we)

The societal structures, external forces, or those in positions of power are orchestrating situations that impact people's lives, in ways that aren't always transparent or beneficial.

 last year 

Those who play with us are actually dolls in more skillful hands.
We don't know the history of the Earth or even its structure.
We don't know the reality.
I suspect we don't know anything.
And what we consider to be our knowledge... how easy it is to inspire a person with any thought...🤣 😂😅
We sleep and have a wonderful dream. At the same time, some have nightmares, and some have exciting trips. It all depends on the characteristics of the energy that they want to get from each ...)))
Matrix.

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Те, кто играет нами, на самом деле куклы в более искусных руках.
Мы не знаем историю Земли и даже её строение.
Мы не знаем реальность.
Я подозреваю, что мы ничего не знаем.
А то, что считаем своим знанием... как просто внушить человеку любую мысль...🤣 😂😅
Мы спим и видим чудный сон. При этом, некоторым снятся кошмары, а кому-то увлекательные путешествия. Всё зависит от характеристик энергии, которую хотят получить с каждого... )))
Матрица.

We don't know the history of the Earth or even its structure.
We don't know the reality.

Let's find the Shakespeare's Phoenix:

Truth may seem but cannot be;
Beauty brag but 'tis not she;
Truth and beauty buried be.

To this urn let those repair
That are either true or fair;
For these dead birds sigh a prayer.

The Phoenix And The Turtle by William Shakespeare

 last year 

Truth and beauty buried be.

While I'm not watching the repair crew for the urn ...))
The world is designed so that someone owes these jobs... to pay

Thanks for getting what I said. Really appreciate it.

In the garden of thanks, where understanding grew,
A word of gratitude, heartfelt and true.

Maan

 last year 

🙏 :)