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July 16, 2011, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 3, "Emotion's Mastery"), Copyright © 2011 by Frank H. Burton. Instead, her parents sold her into forced prostitution to ensure her brothers would prosper. Contents. Parable of the Week: The Human, The SentientOne day a human looked up into the zenith of the heavens, arcing above her blue and green-swathed Earth. It knew the hopeless peace of utter uselessness. On the day of this man's death, and for long years afterward, all who passed by doffed their headwear at his family's old farmhouse door -- and sat before his hearth for a draught and a story. "Our grandmama is ill! Female Genital Mutilation (including of infant U.S. citizens) In a burst of cheers, the racers broke off the line in a fast lope, and quickly disappeared around the eastern cliffs -- all but the fat woman, who bobbed slowly far behind them. So he fashioned a telescope, using a long hearing-aid tube and two pieces of polished glass. He glanced down and saw a bright red freshet of blood spreading on his cotton shirt. Interview ("In 'Philomena,' Steve Coogan rejects comedy that is cynical and ironic") by: COLIN COVERT, Star Tribune | Updated November 30, 2013 When spring dawned again, he crawled out with muscles as thin as the icicles of deep December. Burton.----- Why would you not fight for your life, and for happiness?" "And you, you old hag, isn't it time you put your name on the voters' ballot?" And, as she sat in the dirt and looked up to see the little girl stare sadly back at her through a window of the receding trolley, she knew, knew, that she'd won a victory that day. Thus, neither thief nor inheritor of wealth revere, only its creator. As this man saw the world about him, few solutions to but a few ills in the world could he mine from the coal-dark cave of his methodical, ungifted mind. "What did you expect adventure was? Ghosh's first novel, The Circle of Reason (1986), follows the fortunes a young weaver, Alu, who is brought up in a Bengal village and, after a false accusation that he is a member of a terrorist group, subsequently flees westwards, first to a fictional Gulf state and later to Algeria. The conquistador stared quizzically at the old man, while twirling the points of his greying mustache and pinching the tip of his sparse goatee. -----The Boulder, The DodgerPeaking a large hill sat a rotund boulder. Also in the same city lived another handy little man, who believed that the world owed him only what he could barter for his handiwork. Shrimp legs spewing from his maw, the anglerfish roared with laughter at the aghast rattlesnake. "Apostasy" is no crime, but a personal freedom. Yet this brother's integrity remained of one piece that day. Reasoning Representatives "We will see the full Moon," the young woman replied. "Why aren't you afraid of me, little man! cried the snake, whipping up into the air his tail -- upon which thrashed a rattle. Over the span of centuries, the republic became a beacon -- its people and representatives strong in caring, capable of change, and ranging far in the world. What is the source of Evil and Good?!" Dedicated to the Schoolgirls of Kandahar, upon whom acid was thrown by Taliban "men." After the thump of the head, the king's bejeweled body collapsed to the ground with the sound of dry leaves and tinkling chimes. As they scampered and rolled in sodden leaves and pinecones, they chanced upon a strange, hollow bush. the Prairie Dog cried to his friend. He passed a scroll to the king, who handed it on to his general and demanded it be read before the royal court. He reared, whinnying, and kicked at the wooden rails with the dawn light, and bucked high into the air. But his acts lived forever. Dedicated in admonishment of the aggression and terrorism by Boko Haram. Hey, you can't reason when someone lies to you, pumps you full of dogma, and emotionally or physically coerces or kills you.) And promptly fell into a deep pit, to his death. Thus, no reward is greater than from following your calling. "Tend to the fire, grandson," said the old man, as he went outside to feed their mule. He looked down at the puddles of slippery mud and the brittle, sharp branches at his feet. But the second old man could never stop staring back at it, and could never quit trembling at even the faintest noise from above. June 7, 2014, excerpt from The Parables of Reason © 2007-2014 (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), by Frank H. For several years the first neighbor needled the second for not going to a "real" job. "We must plan for drought, famine and war, my King -- for if we do not, we will all surely starve, or have our throats slit open for our last crumbs of bread!" "In five days, falling stars shall streak the eastern sky, as they have done on the same night every year since time out of memory. October 22, 2011, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 3, "Emotion's Mastery"), Copyright © 2011 by Frank H. "Don't bosses like initiative?" Both horses were spirited, and difficult to break to the chore of pulling his carts to the village market. But one day the Cog was picked up by a young gypsy, spit-scoured and oily hair-polished to a burnished silver sheen, and a leather string knotted over the gap in its teeth. The young man stared at the duck's green-crested, white-bridled head and the quiet, but blazing, regard of its eyes a moment more -- then shook his head violently, barked a short laugh, skirted the duck warily, and walked on. Thus, integrity is the soul's mirror of reality -- do not break it. June 5, 2010, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2010 by Frank H. Burton. Suddenly a distant pair of stars low on the horizon loomed large and bore down on them with a deafening roar. "It is time for me to run for leader, to repeal this law and help my tribe," she announced. (Feb 27, 2015) Then, the man's head slowly turned toward the third corner of the building, a block out of his way. "Ah, so you've been on this path a long while, then. Ride on!-----The Sunflower, The BarrenwortThe Sunflower dwelt in a small, tree-lined garden. The husband and wife turned and stared at one another. The Circle of Reason is the story of Alu, an orphan living in the small village of Lalpukur in Eastern India. As the days grew short and cold, the Squirrel too retreated to his burrow for winter. She cried happily! Upon this red ground only the thinnest weeds grew, and the land was as a desert. We need but a mustard seed of faith to create a new, peaceful world -- but it must be faith in each other.-----The One Side, The Other SideBestriding the fence bordering two men's lands grew a spreading pecan tree. The Plurationalist Foundation (January 1, 2020) -- Happy New Year! ______________________________________________________ Nuclear Threat Initiative (NTI) Dedicated in admonishment of the U.S. Democratic Party's and Executive Office's docile political compromise in health reform legislation, in opposition to the desires of the majority of Americans for a public option to increase private medical insurer competition and outcomes-rewarded healthcare. Free The Slaves (Eliminating Worldwide Slavery and Human Trafficking) ______________________________________________________ But I am lifted up by the winds and wisdom of the gods -- and will show all that Olympus is not the abode of gods, but of the courageous!" But a second man cried, "Wait! Form 4 Circle Theorems 1 Circle Theorems List of Reasons Theorem 1: Angles subtended by the same chord Or Angles in the same segment Theorem 2: Angle at centre is twice angle at circumference Theorem 3: Angles subtended by the diameter is 90 Or Angle in a semi circle Theorem 4: Opposite angles of a cyclic quadrilateral add up to 180 The One Acre Fund (Agribusiness Assistance Turning African Subsistence Farmers Into Entrepreneurs) Burton.-----The Panda, The RoachZoo life became the most beautiful animal on Earth -- the Panda, who with a single coy glance melted the heart of any who chanced upon him; who with one tumbling pratfall made people burst into laughter and joy. But then the next year his neighbor brought his start-up company renown, and the beginnings of great wealth. But she believed -- believed more than anything in her young life -- that she was the true equal of any who trod the soil of their land carrying the red spot of the highborn. -----The Daydreaming Woman, The Working WomanDreams may waft like an ephemeral breeze -- or spiral into a finger that etches what it wills upon the earth. He proclaimed, "Your past and your future are a biography! The Circle's "Hall of Shame" Award is dedicated in admonishment, first, to Libya's dictator, Muammar Gaddafi, for ordering the jet-fighter bombing of his own peacefully-protesting Libyan citizens while denying the rationality of their just cause; second, to U.S. Army Lt. Gen. William Caldwell, for illegally ordering his Psy-Ops unit to emotively induce U.S. "Then here -- do something useful." The Gypsy King then lifted his great oaken staff, and pointed toward a high cleft in the mountains ahead. The pack was merciless to those wolves who, from the grey blush of age or the loss of vigor, fell behind. The following Sunday they walked to the workshop, to see each other's craft. Parable of the Week: The Disbeliever, The BelieverThe young woman's ideas had never before existed. Those of you who touch it -- and forget about the traveling Shaman's fine woven basket and its secret Relic -- will be blessed with great good fortune and health this coming season!" The Circle of Reason, as a sponsor of inter-belief dialogue and fellowship, seeks neither to convert people to any belief nor to deconvert them from any belief, but to encourage all to use reason to guide their beliefs, and their practice and communication of their worldviews. Maidens flew down and stepped into his handiwork, and regarded the fine weave of the twigs in its arch. And onward he dove. Washington Post Article, on the value of civility in politics. Barack Obama (2012), President of the United States ("Second Inaugural Address," Jan 2013 & "Mandela Eulogy," Dec 2013) The Seeker traveled to gated communities, and asked their owners, "What is the source of Evil and Good?" October 24, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. Jefferson Action (Citizen-Politician Debate Minus the Attack Ads) "Go on, now. He suddenly left his loving but now older wife for a younger woman -- who desired his money more than she desired him. Thus, there is always a duck around the corner. The young warrior saw the true measure of his little forest, and his little life, and laughed while he cried. But the second country, at the insistence of its own charismatic leader, installed a Constitution of individual, religious, racial, social, and environmental rights, protected by a representational government. Yet in spite of his sad ending in hunger and cold, he gave to the Ant -- and to all who'd heard his song -- the memory of dulcet beauty and mystery in their lives. Frauds not only wear a mask -- but all masks.-----The Slug, The OctopusDeep blue was the gulf wherein dwelled two neighbors -- the Slug and the Octopus. Befriending her neighbors, she encouraged them by saying, "Do what you think, after careful consideration, is the right thing." He worked every day, and when his bower was done, stood silently to one side, and waited. "That was just an owl, and that rustling was probably rabbits!" The people of this continent lived in constant empathy and optimism, as their forebears had done for centuries. Her fears unabated, she one day gave up the ghost; and her mattress money paid for a splendid casket. Accepting that pillage and plunder were criminal and dishonorable, he became a soldier and peacekeeper. Over the years, the man with the greatest mind would sometimes retrieve an idea to change the world, rub it in his fingers to a burnished sheen, then, yawning in distraction, return it to the far, still niches of his awareness -- there to perch in the dust, inert and forever untouched by any other. "Indeed," hissed the snake. Each woman saw the other's earnest belief, and heard the logical arguments of the other that her people's actions were right, not wrong. On the day of soccer tryouts in their first year of high school, the boys tried their mightiest. But then, one day, he heard, "Blah, blah, blah, blah...Darling, are you unhappy?" "It keeps society's progress a bit more manageable, don't you think?" On a sunny day he walked to the river flats and shoveled pile after pile of heavy, steaming mud into his wheelbarrow. A tribeswoman saw one day that the law allowing pig farms to dump their manure in the village's stream saved money for the farms' owners but sickened the small children, and would someday sicken the entire tribe. Amitav Ghosh was born in Calcutta in 1956 and raised and educated in Bangladesh, Sri Lanka, Iran, Egypt, India, and the United Kingdom, where he received his Ph.D. in social anthropology from Oxford. -- via Harvey MackaySeptember 26, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. Mosquito Net Donations to Third World She was so glad. The Meditation of Reason The Nature The edge looks so close! She looked down at the black- and green-streaked stones and rotted wood posts, then slowly lifted her eyes to the many half-buried markers rising over the vine-overgrown hill. Two speakers were scheduled for that day. The Pupil's nose almost touched his master's open palm. Eventually all the bricks were made, whereupon they piled them up into a home. She turned from the torrent and threw herself into life, and was found. The beavers turned from their work and chortled at the vision of this tiny beaver who possessed, beneath his earnest little face, no bright yellow teeth, but a duck's bill glued on his mouth. Thus, workers and dreamers both have value -- one makes the world run, the other points the world's way. Might not the World actually be round?" Get this from a library! Yet over the years no child was born to the chieftain, who grew old. The youth whipped his head around. But the second woman refused to believe her ill fortune. Parable of the Week: >The Way of Taqlid, The Way of 'AqlProudly the tribe reigned over deserts white with sand and spotted with black pools of oil. Dedicated in admonishment of the "Raw Milk" movement, which claims untreated milk bas unique immune-boosting properties and rejects pasteurized milk as "dead milk" devoid of nutrients -- in contradiction of data from the CDC and FDA that raw milk is the cause of more than 70% of dairy-associated enteric diarrheal hospitalizations while comprising only 1% of all consumed dairy products, and that pasteurization has no detrimental effect on milk's nutritional value.-----The Insincere, The SincereWarrens of cubicles pigeonholed the dreams of better futures. But later came the monsoons, and, to their horror and his secret shame, their mud house melted into nothing, under the pelting of the unending rain. The young woman looked at the old man with a small smile, placed her hand on the old man's shoulder, and then asked him, "Don't you find it sad that you'll die after so long a life spent as a spectator, without advancing even one other person's life?" With the crops all now laid waste, the Crow consumed the bodies of the shrews and mice uprooted from their nests and crushed under foot or wheel. "Well, no, but..." "But what?" ______________________________________________________ That night, while the village slept, the sleet came suddenly upon the vineyards, and only the young vintners' fires and fans protected their harvests. Parable of the Week: The Literal, The IntuitiveDetectives were dispatched to the home of a missing person. And it back-flipped on a high branch over the shadowy abyss. Sometimes the eaglets sat and gazed at seabirds wheeling above them in the sky. "Let's go!" -- via Rod SerlingDecember 5, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 3, "Emotion's Mastery"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. The Circle of Reason: an overview. -----The Pitied, The LovedHomelessness has no home in, and begging beggars, the imagination. Zeus was an Immortal, a being who could neither age nor die. I still live!" But when the turbulent breezes shifted direction, so did the little girl shift her rudder. The novel was kind of a err….disappointment, at least for me. cried the Ostrich. The Chieftain glanced at the rich carpenter, who, surrounded by the villagers, genuflected deeply as he gestured expectantly at the gilded, three-legged stool in the shop window. The artist and monks all filed into a small temple room behind the aged monk, who stepped aside and pointed to another monk on the floor, putting the final touches on an intricate, multi-hued mandala, made of individual grains of colored sand. Local Circles He heard such songs, muffled through the walls and the frosty windowpanes. But, over the months, they could not help but hear the gossip about how this young, fanatical doctor never once lost a patient to the clammy fever -- how both mother and child always remained healthy -- while their own patients oft succumbed mere days after childbirth. Then he looked down and said to the other, "I want to die now. Burton.----- Over the next week, the boy dutifully planted all different sorts of seeds wherever the master gardener instructed him to. The vacant earth that remained was later re-sodded with a mowed grass lawn. Habitat Conservation Aphorism of the Week: "Out" those who reason, and "ought" the others. Evangelical Dedicated to the non-profit environmental think-tank, Ecotrust -- which found, contrary to popular thinking, that buying "fresh" unfrozen fish, which must be imported as air cargo, is twice as bad for the global environment as buying frozen fish, which is imported as less-polluting sea and land cargo.-----The Old Wound, The BandageShipped home from war, the soldier bore a crusted wound. The Royal Astrologer, sweat popping from his brow, breathed heavily as he peered into the sky and pushed around the scrolls and charts scattered on his escritoire. -- via Joey Cheek We can see the edge of the World -- it's right over there!" The second race car was a Formula One racer, with a massive engine -- but no driver. The girl looked over to her friend, and yelled, "Is this a slave graveyard?" Dedicated to MN Community Measurement, and to the doctors, nurses and staff of the CentraCare clinic of Becker, Minnesota, who in response to the shock of first seeing online their patients' dismal health outcomes in that statewide publicized "scorecard," increased the percentage of their diabetic patients who were receiving proper care from 5% to 60% -- confirming that publicly rating health professionals' patient outcomes shatters all illusions of competent care, saving lives and wealth.-----The Yelling Man, The Reasoning ManAnger was the cave dweller within the man who yelled his way through life. After being submerged so long that the ducks gaggled about the poor, clownish creature having drown'd, the Platypus burst back out of the water onto the banks -- and from his big grey bill dropped a huge, delicious salad of slimy greens and tadpole garnish. The caravan of the Gypsy King rolled on, into the blowing mountain pass, and disappeared from the Eastern Lands. When these workers were demoted, they didn't blame him -- only wistfully envied his unsullied optimism. Without food, their parents forced them to prostitute themselves for money to feed the family. They lashed the backs of their neighbors who didn't wish fervently enough or, even more maddeningly, didn't even agree with them about what was true. They argued in every council meeting and public hearing. Those who did not were ostracized, ridiculed, beaten, burned, lynched or beheaded. As night fell and sobriety dawned, the second fisherman turned to his morose partner, gave him half of his catch, and reminded him of their first fishing lesson. The boys looked at each other in confusion, then the runty, breathless one gasped, "Test us, King! The second girl, equally bright of mind and heart, was born, in that distant pole of the world, on a continent of poverty. So why do we overlook this line from Obama's Inaugural address? And he led her to his office, sedated her, straightened her leg and set it in a cast. May 31, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. Aphorism of the Week: Not all who wander are lost. So, in the fullness of time, arose the mightiest Oak that ever existed -- from a forgotten and discarded shred of another's callous feast. Wandering before a flat beach where once had stood their homes, the people wailed through dry, salt-caked lips. "You're really still quite naïve, aren't you? for Human Rights, The Daniel Pearl Foundation (Promotion of Cross-Cultural Understanding), The Coexist Slowly, he nudged his horse eastward. The people believed, and wailed -- some in ecstasy, others in fear. Murder of Albinos for Body Parts "Why do I have to look at such a frightening thing as that storm?" As the ants and aphids grew in number, the forest teemed with their colonies. Each morning, as the husband walked to his car to commute to work, he looked across their small cul-de-sac at the empty windows of a house for sale, and imagined what his future neighbors would be like. National Bullying Prevention Center "I shall not so much as touch it -- if just for a single week!" Then she sighed and walked back to the fence, hopping over it to the dirt road. Accountability Office (GAO) Thus, spend for no tomorrows -- or save for many. That day befell both Peoples when, in the ruin of their civilizations, just two combatants yet lived -- a young man and a young woman. The gladiator laughed, and gently freed his good arm. "And he has never held an Army commission, nor ever fired a gun! "Tell me, Indian!" Corps One electric week the club was to contest for the Pennant -- and the opposing team brought out new hitters, trained as lefties. Those who walked this black ground were gentle and confident -- for all there long flourished. thought, action and communication to save our world and bring our next major step Turning to look down upon the crowd, he raised high a wooden staff in his right fist. The eviscerated shell of the racer rocked gently on the asphalt. Her customers seemed, to her, sisters. Assistant Teacher of English, Medgachi High School, Burdwan, WestBengal. With a glance into the pleading face of his former second-in-command, and with a great sigh, the old General bent over and tightened the laces of his sandals, then picked up and strapped on the golden breastplate and leapt into their festooned chariot -- and, once again, went to war. So with a sigh of relief, the young bride debated her own recollections, hopes and fears out loud to her sibling. When the intent young girl became a woman, she chose not to take a husband, but studied the hunting ways of her tribe, and then fashioned a new weapon: short spears notched with eagle feathers, which flew straight through the air -- with an eagle's spirit -- into the hearts of their prey. But the second sister's creekside home regained its former value, and more. "Why do you join the contest, woman?! Work with me in the time we remain!" The days of his life passed with him staring out his windows for possible intruders. Parable of the Week: The Leaves, The CompostFar above the earth, a great tree arched over a mountaintop. Over five decades the first sister dug into her mattress to count and recount her gold, growing ever more dismayed that, without shrinking in coinage, it shrunk nonetheless. What a duck is he!" Thus, new uses may replace, and even better, those lost. -----The Path, The HillRolling woodland dwarfed the young sisters standing at its foothills. But those who took out their own rage on him with a whip or a fist found themselves face down in the sand with a hoof-shaped imprint in their rears. The Circle of Reason . How can we sail for days upon days into the West, and lose sight of the mountains of our home, if the World is flat? One sparrow spread his smooth, brown wings and flitted from tree to tree -- his masked face and black pearl eyes espying the backyards below him. "Oh, father!" Her customers seemed, to her, paper dolls. Thus, there is but one path between suffering the whims of fate and being fated to succeed -- effort. The mast of a galleon rises from the sea, but with no galleon yet seen beneath it! Special price ₹315 ₹499. Gasping for breath, she ran back into the depths -- following a trail of bat guano balls she'd dropped behind her while she'd climbed -- to tell her people of her wondrous visions. But over millennia of hurling bolts of lightning to the earth, only once -- for a few, fleeting hundreds of years -- when a clan of robed and sandaled humans chose to call him the Father of the Gods, did he take pleasure in it. She considered her lucky charm the callus acquired on her sewing hand from years of working overtime and over lunch breaks to make more money. "She's crude, with no charm! Hire A Hero (Finding Jobs for Veterans) One lieutenant asked him, "Sir, your former compatriot and long-since foe has offered parley upon the plain of battle. The elder boy looked over at his friend and slowly replied, "A treehouse?" In seeking to please all, leaders should not abandon what they believe is right.-----The Inward Eye, The Outward EyeThe functionary administered a small group of government workers. We talk all the time!" Another asked him, "Do you think my coat looks too threadbare?" As the soldier involuntarily started to leap to attention, the general swept out a leg and knocked him back down. Senator & Bridge Between GOP & Democratic Legislators Yet they called themselves radicals. The headsman begged the elder, "O Old One, we need your advice! That day, the teacher and her student together began to finish her work -- and, in the fullness of time, its genius was one day recognized by all. "I was a failure," murmured the former mayor, "because I never became President." Students dreaded his classes and his dismissive, demeaning tales of the distant world. The drunken man staggered back to howls of glee and, red-faced, fled from the party -- his outraged wife, fists clenched, closing behind. Dedicated in admonishment of the U.S. Supreme Court's blanket nullification of nearly 100 years of prior legal precedents by past U.S. and state Supreme Courts, to now allow corporations -- creations of the state whose sole legal purpose is to make money -- unlimited power to buy political ads, and hence unlimited power to buy the U.S. government; and dedicated in watchful warning to the American people, who may now, more than ever, have to devote themselves to picking out the factual gemstones from mountains of fiction -- to reading reality in the margins of reams of propaganda.-----The Dead, The AliveDevastated, they stared into the raging torrent. Strolling out of the Rabbit's nest, the shrew then chanced upon a large black hole in the grass -- the mouth of a long tunnel that hunched its back like a whale sounding the Sargasso Sea. His agile fingers flew over women's and men's garments alike, repairing rips and tears in them for pay. 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