The colours of the wind

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Learning theories over theories in my study made me started thinking on something great in the western civilisation. They produced a lot of great thinkers in many fields of knowledge. However, I believe there is something lack in their way of thinking, they have lost metaphysical orientation and also too depending on their invention, theories and always believe that they are the greatest among the nations in the world. These elements dragged them to cruelty, greedy, materialistic, hedonism and hunger of territory. See what they did in Iraq, they came in the name of peace and freedom, they were the liberator and they defined the dead civilians as colateral damage (ordered by a man who claimed he reads the Holy Bible every night) but have peace and freedom been installed again in Iraq? (you can answer this question by reading your daily newspapers). They believe they owned every field of knowledge and believe they are always right. Asian, African, Arabs and whatever! you name it! are terrorist, barbaric, uncivilised and corrupt. I have found a suitable lyric that describes my feeling towards them very well and in a quite pleasant way:

You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or ask the grinning bobcat why he grins?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The herring and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down
Then you'll never know

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or whether we are white or copper-skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind?

You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind

Song/Lyric: Colors of the winds, by Stephen Schwartz (1995), Music: Alan Menken

Movie:Pocahontas from Walt Disney Company.



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