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As long as the duality between war and peace exists, there will war, there will be peace. Once both concepts become meaningless, there will be no war, and peace as absence of war not either. To reach that end, what war feeds upon, and what it produces, must be eliminated. Therefore:

Eliminating fear.

I suspect that this is too big a job for the existing humanity.

perl -le'print map{pack c,($-++?1:13)+ord}split//,ESEL'
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Re^2: World peace can best be achieved by:
by hippo (Chancellor) on May 02, 2018 at 08:11 UTC

    Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.

      So the path into the other direction is love. Alas, that has been discredited by the slogan make love, not war which is just plain nonsense. Love obviously cannot be manufactured, and so this slogan promotes the colloquial meaning of 'making love'.

      The final goal of love is to get concious of itself, in every conciousness, which leaves no place for fear.

      update: γνῶθι σαυτόν - thanks, Discipulus.

      perl -le'print map{pack c,($-++?1:13)+ord}split//,ESEL'

      Like this quote, I do. Much wisdom Yoda has. :-)

      Just another Perl hooker - My clients appreciate that I keep my code clean but my comments dirty.

      Hate leads to suffering.

      Suffering leads to succotash. Succotash leads to impossible screaming. Impossible screaming leads to killing everyone with an ice stalacite.

      In case this is hard to remember, i composed a simple rhyme:

      When nothing helps, there is fear,
      And to darkness you are nursed.
      Now all things seem very clear,
      Except for who shot first.

      Now you are without the light,
      And the anger starts to burn.
      Yoda's lightening out of sight,
      And now it is your turn.

      As you anger and let it go,
      (And wonder what Disney meant)
      You go and kill your every foe
      With hatred so Hell bent.

      As it all flows through your soul,
      Making others suffer.
      A lispy cat drinks from his bowl,
      And you have beans for supper.

      That's all until a misunderstood AI,
      Wakes you from your dream.
      You kill your friends and watch them die,
      And then you'll want to scream.

      Immortality is not worth the price,
      If you really cannot sob.
      After killing everyone with picks of ice,
      You're now just a gelatinous blob

      I hope that clears it up for you.