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Hello Everyone, Welcome to the School Of Unity a new proposed collective on Hive, that empowers everyone to come together and collaborate on improving access to quality education and research. Our Vision

Let go Of frustrations, Big & small. Of beggars & sinners, Both short & tall. Let go of these, Egoes both Fat & thin... To become something, Both beautiful & becoming. You're not a

Beneath branches, Of olive & Galilean skies... Roars not of a beast, But of mercy & love Fly. Born not to a throne, But for it... In a humble home... In silence

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Poetry on Transitions...

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Of being bottled up, To build oneself... A thousand times, One falls... To chisel the truth, One must stand up... Rising above these, Mere storms... Throwing away These naked... Truths. To become, One

Chiseling up, Rebuilding truth... Finding the path, Where none existed... Taking the risk... That no one teaches... Here @ $Hive ye shalth... Learn to be. To build a better future, One must rebuild the

Coming together...

To live chained, To die free... One must arise, And unshackle These... Chains abound, A burden Quite heavy... But the love Of a rebel For freedom Is unquenchable. Free to fly, Beyond & unconstrained.

Forgotten in a lone, Pond... The lillies pristine, With purity and Innocence. Of kids quite divine. The fire burns, Within... The lillies With fire, Within... Bloom in Darkness... To create light, Upon

In dreamscapes, You live & not The living & dead both, Meet together A fusion Of sorrow, pain & love. Transforming From shadows To reality In a mere Glimpse... The canvas Of life Be questioned...

Thunder blaring, Drizzle falling And water Lashing... Falling And rising, The ripples On road... A change Of the earth, Oh so dry... We run, Around Skipping Over... Life too, Is much Like rain, We keep

Coming together...

Living in reclusive Phase... Cut off from life & soulful living, We tend to seek Meaning, A touch A yearning. So soul Deep. The first step Is hard & harsh, But

In rooms deep, & divine. A moment to share, A moment to talk & a moment to... Touch. A place to laugh, And a place to grieve, We're but a melody Of joy & Sharedness Born from the elixir Called

In a prison, Quite deep... They lie, Shackled In pain & untold Misery... Chained To their fate. All but one. He who hath, This divine Spark within, To lead his People From the dark Dungeons And shadows

Does the maker, In harmony Create chaos... Nay the machines Steal the rights, Of commoners... The dream of Building A God... Remains. We aspire To be gods And yet belittle And so do these, The machines...

Rising each day, With hollow eyes... Mechanical hearts, And souls so dry. A swipe of badge, And the screen, Be obeyed. Constantly being Watched... Every action, Is a mere click. Trading our dreams, For

Mortal sins, In a raging storm. In a trance, Of deluded Fantasies We live Unaware Of the reality In front Of us. Our eyes & ears listen To nothing But empty Fantasies. O ye human, Rise from these,