On antiquated thought in some learning institutions
Saddened by an antiquated thought.
Pitied by compassion.
Emotionally broken…to death.
In a golden verdant learning institution,
I coursed my fate in;
Couldn’t believe at all,
This very foundation of learning,
Became an outright murderer.
True critical thinking they killed.
True thinking exercise they impaired.
Debilitated.
Disheartened.
Downcast.
Filled with the vigor of ideas,
Inside the room of monks and dogmas,
The spirit of true learning was discounted down to the last drop.
To the lowest possible degree of slowness;
Of backwardness;
Of mental retardation.
When authorities, deacons, and monks are lousy to be expected,
In promoting learning prosperity and vigor;
In promoting critical thinking that is boundless,
Unmarred. Unapologetic.
Alas, they even celebrated the languor!
The lassitude.
The laziness of thinking out of primeval conventions.
They even gratified it though;
With the learning in the past,
With convenience.
With anemic discourse… At ease…
Relied on it.
Worshipped it.
Stagnant… Lethargic.
▲ R.Q. JAVINES
Regel Javines, at present, is working on his M.A. in Philosophy at the University of San Carlos attempting to understand life and existence through the lens of gnostic spirituality and ontological mathematics. He has been writing since 2011 publishing news, commentary, and opinion about politics, law, and various pressing social issues of interest. More >>