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In a world where dynamism alters egos and principles in a man every second, where men divest in tenets that secure them from being devout to something natural, where humanity seeks reasons to be ignorant just to feel sly and intelligent - we're confronted with issues of morality. We can no longer be satisfied with being truthful incessantly, we can no longer be happy for the sake of empathizing, we can no longer be sympathetic in a world that beseeches us to be methodological, we can no longer be human when the invariable pretension has made us lose our ethicality forever - we can only choose to be different moralists altogether. Succinctly - we need a new morality.

Before we understand morality, we must distinguish a little confused, frazzled concept, a question rather - what is humanity? It is a vicious question; it has always changed worlds and time, and it will continue, in a way that is self-righteous and regardless of any man. This is perpetual humanity.

Coming back to the question: what is humanity? A good look in the Thesaurus can befuddle geniuses. No, it is not benevolence, forbearance, benignity, piousness or any of that material bullshit scribbled besides it in Roget's. Helping a woman cross the street, praying with an earnest heart, being spiritual or virtuous is not humanity - it is simply intention. Humanity and kindness have though a close kinship but they, by no means, are alike or least symmetric. So we remain with the question: what is humanity?

Allow me to explain. Imagine there is a solemn boy on the street. His hair is rangy and mangled due to the heavy soughing wind that flits against the sunset, and his eyes are corked with unconscious thought, a cruel oriented pensiveness. In this mood, he lifts his head towards the azure sky and smiles a little. Now, this particular unerring moment when he saw the sky - he wasn't happy, he wasn't sad, he wasn't sacred or enthused or carefree or independent or loyal or kind or gentle. He was conveniently emotionless. For just that one single breath of moment, he was humane.

Humanity is about irrelevance, small or large. It is about not being an individual, even if for an instant. Humanity needs to feed on manly, ungodly morale. That is the sole reason why, truly, we must live shackled. That is the sole reason why we require a new morality.