Races are varieties or subspecies. All species that exist, not just humans, first arose as small, barely noticeable, variations or races branching off from their parent species. Eventually these differences increased and behavioral, morphological, psychological, or geographic separation caused the races to take divergent evolutionary paths. Eventually the differences grew to the point that a new species was born. Evolution is impossible without this process. Therefore, it is true to say that none of us would be here, and there would be no human beings whatsoever, if it were not for an endless succession of racial divergence and separation events. Therefore racial separation is not only NOT evil, it is essential, even sacred.

The Tomb of Pan by Lord Dunsany “SEEING,” they said, “that old-time Pan is dead, let us now make a tomb for him and a monument, that the dreadful worship of long ago may be remembered and avoided by all.” So said the people of the enlightened lands. And they built a white and mighty tomb of marble. Slowly it rose under the hands of the builders and longer every evening after sunset it gleamed with rays of the departed sun. And many mourned for Pan while the builders built; many reviled him. Some called the builders to cease and to weep for Pan and others called them to leave no memorial at all of so infamous a god. But the builders built on steadily. And one day all was finished, and the tomb stood there like a steep sea-cliff. And Pan was carved thereon with humbled head and the feet of angels pressed upon his neck. And when the tomb was finished the sun had already set, but the afterglow was rosy on the huge bulk of Pan. And presently all the enlightened people came, and saw the tomb and remembered Pan who was dead, and all deplored him and his wicked age. But a few wept apart because of the death of Pan. But at evening as he stole out of the forest, and slipped like a shadow softly along the hills, Pan saw the tomb and laughed. * * * Source: Fifty-One Tales

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The Tomb of Pan

by Lord Dunsany “SEEING,” they said, “that old-time Pan is dead, let us now make a tomb for him and a monument, that the dreadful worship of ...