is the minimal standard that we cannot drop below and remain free.
story about songs of Love
the families of the kings was a wise prince, who in time became king
himself. As king, he ruled in an oppressed kingdom that was kept under the
thumb of the mightiest empire in that region. But even while still being a
prince, the royal heir developed a great love for his kingdom and his
people. His love was such that it had also inspired his people's love for
one-another. Later, after he became the ruler of the land, he hired the best
poets and musicians that he could find, to compose songs of love with such
purity and power, as would be needed to inspire a revolution for the freedom
of the kingdom from its imperial oppressor.
turned out that the revolution succeeded. The people became free. Except, in
the euphoria of their freedom, the songs of love that had inspired them to
grasp their freedom had drifted into the background and had soon vanished
from sight, and from their mind. Other songs, songs of greed, replaced them.
In their greed, the people became oppressors themselves, of one-another, and
this in more cruel ways than the imperial oppressors had oppressed them
in this period of darkness that a holy man started to sing the old songs
again before the king. He sang them without a comment, and without a prayer,
as none of these were needed since the king understood the message of the
holy person. But who of the people of the kingdom would sing those songs
asked the holy man. He received no answer. He longed to know, if it was
possible once more, for anyone in the kingdom to inspire the people with
songs of love for freedom, in the darkness of their deepest depression, when
the darkness of their depression was so deep that it was deemed to be light,
received no answer to his questions. He determined that new songs should be
written, but who of his people could write such songs in the darkness of the
perversion that the people considered a panacea?
turned out, the king never found the answer to his puzzle. He died shortly
thereafter by the sword of an assassin. The king took the puzzle with him to