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Today, the mere idea of aristocracy is incompatible with the dominant ideology. But every people needs an aristocracy. It’s an integral part of human nature and can’t be dispensed with. The question then is not ‘For or against aristocracy?’ but ‘What kind of aristocracy?

An agrarian society focuses its economy primarily on agriculture and the cultivation of large fields. This distinguishes it from the hunter-gatherer society, which produces none of its own food, and the horticultural society, which produces food in small gardens rather than fields.

Development of Agrarian Societies

The transition from hunter-gatherer societies to agrarian societies is called the Neolithic Revolution and has happened at various times in various parts of the world.

The earliest known Neolithic Revolution happened between 10,000 and 8,000 years ago in the Fertile Crescent — the area of the Middle East stretching from present-day Iraq to Egypt. Other areas of agrarian societal development include Central and South America, East Asia (India), China, and Southeast Asia.

How hunter-gatherer societies transitioned to agrarian societies is unclear. There are many theories, including ones based on climate change and social pressures. But at some point, these societies deliberately planted crops and changed their life cycles to accommodate the life cycles of their agriculture.

Hallmarks of Agrarian Societies

Agrarian Societies allow for more complex social structures. Hunter-gatherers spend an inordinate amount of time seeking food. The farmer’s labor creates surplus food, which can be stored over periods of time, and thus frees other members of society from the quest for foodstuffs.

This allows for greater specialization among members of agrarian societies.

As land in an agrarian society is the basis for wealth, social structures become more rigid. Landowners have more power and prestige than those who do not have land to produce crops. Thus agrarian societies often have a ruling class of landowners and a lower class of workers.

In addition, the availability of surplus food allows for a greater density of population. Eventually, agrarian societies lead to urban ones.

The Future of Agrarian Societies        

As hunter-gatherer societies evolve into agrarian societies, so do agrarian societies evolve into industrial ones. When less than half the members of an agrarian society are actively engaged in agriculture, that society has become industrial. These societies import food, and their cities are centers of trade and manufacturing.

I was once told that I should be me.

Authenticity matters, being you is beauty and gallant

So I went on and became proud of me.

As I walk alone the corridors and hallway...

embracing “Me” with might and glory.

All I saw was the eyes full of disgust and sourness.

Me. What I am is not beautiful.

What I am is not what they deem authentic.

What I am is gross, ugly, pathetic and all sorts of bland.

Who I am, despite of what God gave me is not who I supposed to be.

Authenticity is not who you are but who they want you to be.

So slowly, I started to crumble in pieces.

The “Me,” who protects my identity and realness was forced to be vulnerable and lonely.

And as I reach the room, I found myself hiding behind a façade.

The me, who I was proud and in love before was being cursed and hidden now.

Trying to make it through, for she knows that my happiness is hers.

But she should not be me anymore. For she is not what I’m supposed to be.

The me who I value before is being scorn by myself.

And as I try to change who I am, as I try to be who they want to be.

I found myself a complete stranger. 

And the real me, the authentic me, became a weak enemy that I keep on destroying each day.

Until one day, I looked at myself in the mirror. All those changes, all those newness, the beauty, the recognition, the appreciation and romance. She got everything that “ME” was rejected to have.

But despite of newness being the new me.  I realized that I don’t know her anymore.

I looked at myself, trying to find the “ME” that I know. She’s gone, she’s hidden in the depth of my soul. All hurt, wounded and in pain, I went to her, I asked her why is she still here. She should’ve left me a long time ago. 

She told me that I was a part of her. The real me, the ones that I made nice memories with, the ones that shaped who I am. She will never leave, despite of the pain I’ve caused her.

For when there comes a time  that  I decided to embrace her proudly again. Despite of the broken limbs and shattered mind, she will offer her hands again.

Cool society: Why don’t you act like an adult?

Me: I am good at chilling as much as possible.

       Oh sorry this does not mean Netflix and chill.

       I am good at making many friends.

       Oh sorry this never means friends with benefits.

       I am high.

       Oh sorry this does not mean I am high on weed or something.

       I am also quite refreshed.

Oh sorry alcohol is not the only refreshment left.    

    I am good with my problems.     

   Oh sorry, I don’t smoke all my problems down with a cigarette.     

   Maybe this is what you meant acting like an adult.   

     But sorry if this is what you meant to be an adult then

123r Anniversary of Labanan Sa Imus

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