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Divided We’re Falling... Out of Harmony

As somehow a postscript to the real saying “...divided we fall” which means we fundamentally fall apart as a team when we get divided in any/every unifying aspect, “divided, we’re falling” is more like how we are already into a state of dissension by which we’re in the process of disintegrating... 

This is basically what’s happening to us now. I thought I’d express my sentiments on the matter in time for the United Nations Day celebration, a commemoration of peace and unity among various races and nationalities given the diverse culture however “peace-loving” being an essential UN membership criterion.

Quite timely and fitting, in preparation for the UN Day celebration, my son was given a homework which focuses on unity. He was to fill up a word for an acronym with poem-like sentences relevant to the assigned word and the subject at hand. The word/acronym is HARMONY. And these are what we came up with:

H ~ Humanity restores its faith
A ~ Amidst differences and hate
R ~ Race has become a divider
M ~ Men are apart far and wider
O ~ Oneness tho’ is yet aspired for
N ~ Nothing’s better than unity for a core...
Y ~ Yet we need to sustain it forevermore

and

H ~ Humankind
A ~ Above
R ~ Race
M ~ Means
O ~ One
N ~ Nation (that’s)
Y ~ Yearned-for

In context, its meaning is actually the same. Our point for such a gist in this case though is more on the objective and real essence of “harmony” that of which is lacking from our current society. While we may still be “one” in general but don’t have that harmonious relationship, we are as out-of-tune as a composition with discordant notes.

True enough, we have not only varying but more of conflicting opinions. Ironically, realization of and for its diplomatic importance isn’t being liberally realized. Every concerned entity from (even for and with) their standpoint, they seem firm and condescending on getting their message across without regard for the significance of diplomacy and the balancing differences.

But even with this actuality, we’re “defensively programmed” (by nature?) to deny such haughty approach. We’re too proud and tend to be uptight when we are at the receiving end of criticisms. "Respecting other people's opinion" isn't really appropriate when the opinion is disrespectful... as much as respect differs from fear. Let’s not even cite our current President for example as we are all aware, whether one is a supporter or an oppositionist, how brazen his demeanor could be, which apparently, a considerable number of his supporters similarly adapt to.

"Paandar ni Andanar"

That “iyot” remark by his PCOO Secretary Martin Andanar against EU was totally uncalled for. Meant to be funny, yet it wasn’t. To think that he represents and heads the Presidential Communications Operations Office, it was a candid conveyance done in bad taste.

Such blunt utterance, more than eliciting amusement among those who are as brash and censorious, was a furtherance of enmity. Its widespread structure sets an unnerving impulse to be a middling norm given their influential position and pivotal role. The delivery was justified to be “in jest” for their audience but the message wasn’t for them, thus, it wasn’t witty at all.



Therefore, to promote harmony, who are we to look up to and rely on when these people expected of a creditable decorum lack the decency to be receptive at least or even be substantially clever? And like a wayward child to be censured supposedly for all its moral guidance’s worth that could have been a favorable and an impartial decision from no less than The Palace, however they even defend those who put them in a bad light, likewise categorizing our nation in the same reflection.

Freedom Of Information not "TOO MUCH INFORMATION!"
We’re hopeful still though that we’d soon blend well. Or not. I don’t know. Either we wait or simply rely on faith amidst the spreading of hate. In our own little way though, we can look past the idea of an agreeable transformation from those assumed to hold the key (or is it off-key?) for it and rather start with and within ourselves.

As for me, I’m starting from and for that of my own basic unit of society, my family. To teach my kids about the crux of humanity as opposed to the crooks of humankind. There's good and bad... That no matter what the odds maybe, there are acceptable means to address it without shutting down/off (more so, without resorting to below-the-belt profanity - pun intended) any entity serving a vital part for either one or both to grasp a considerable understanding of life beyond race, culture, belief and principle.

Citing the Garden of Eden with the diversity of nature and of different (animal) instincts as an in-tune representation for that of our current world how it seems to be attuned with everything nice, regardless, there was the serpent and its forbidden fruit for a tempting offer for one to rather belt out a different tune and bailout from the rhythm. Not to be like A’danar err Adan, I mean Adam who could have been stronger (than any “Eve” among us) to not just go with the flow given that it’s easier to succumb than to resist considering such weakness to be some manifestation of a personality without much substance... ‘cause you don’t sing just because you know the lyrics but, by some means, give justice to the melody... something we can all sing in harmony.



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