A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

I believe that once we find our strength as a people, everything will flow from that great realization. We will no longer have to grovel for work, for the work itself will be in our own hands. We will no longer have to entrust some swindler of a politician with the powers of life and death over our lives, for we will be our own masters, and know no slaves! But most of all, we will no longer have to reside in this miserable, hopeless condition--a piece of clay formed by forces we feel are out of our control, for we will realize that hope does exist--that we are each other's hope, and that we have it within our power to fashion new chains--the chains of our arms interlocked, that cannot be broken by threats of an impotent power, for we will have revoked its power through our solidarity! We must return to the center of that wheel which all spokes lead off from--community. And through taking back and refining what community is, we will regain ownership of that most precious of things, our very souls!