- published: 31 Aug 2015
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Huaxia (華夏) was a term used in historical Chinese literature and is often used to represent China and the Chinese civilization. Initially, Huaxia seems to have been a somewhat elastic cultural marker, referring neither to race nor ethnicity nor any particular country but rather to a "civilized", settled, literate, agricultural population adhering to common ritual standards, in contrast to "barbarians".
According to the Zuo Zhuan, xia (夏)—which has the meaning of "grand"—was used to signify the ceremonial etiquette of China, while hua (華)—as it means "illustrious"—was used in reference to the beautiful clothing that the Chinese people wore (中國有禮儀之大,故稱夏;有服章之美,謂之華). The two characters hence describe a civilized society.
In the original sense, Huaxia refers to a confederation of tribes—living along the Yellow River—who were the ancestors of what later became the Han ethnic group in China. The term referred to a specific ethno-cultural group, the Huaxia tribe (華夏族), that was distinct from other groups. During the Warring States (475–221 BC), the self-awareness of the Huaxia identity developed and took hold in ancient China.
Paranoia rips through my head
Wonder what it’s like to be dead
Intense hatred all about
Left alone to figure it out
Truth and justice just a joke
Entire system just a hoax
Weakening with insecurity
No such thing as racial purity
Life and death become a game
Live or die it’s all the same
Lost my sense of morality
Got no place in reality
Got no point of reference
Got no religious preference
Must have really lost my mind
Time to leave this world behind
Heard too many lies
Afraid to close my eyes
Just don’t know what’s real
What’s the fucking deal?
Total darkness without a clue
Not much choice what can I do
Used to believe now I don’t
Make a difference you know I won’t
Product of my environment
Won’t live to see retirement
Fight while I’m still young and bold
Probably die before I’m old
With my back against the wall
What to do can’t take a fall
The heaviness is pressing down
Trying to force me to the ground
Can’t give up must somehow win
Can’t go through this hell again
Have to give it one more try
One more time before I die
Heard too many lies
Afraid to close my eyes
Just don’t know what’s real
What’s the fucking deal?
I can’t believe what I see
Only my thoughts are free