This revolution will not be caught on cameras, will not be polarized by the media. It dies standing on its bare feet before it is forced to fall on knees not willing to bend. The revolution is much more likely to be found on the run. It is subject to no one.
Our masterless words are the burning bush of this big monopoly, big money society. They are setting fire to the cities and moving the mass millions of the consumer culture.
[This revolution is not an ist]
And while capitalism owns the owners, we will be truly human freedom will dance on the tips of our tongues and spill out onto the streets, pounding the pavement to the beat of our feet, as we march proudly, hand in hand to the edge of the abyss. Joan will sing as Emma dances.
Let us trade bondage for vagabondage, trade l
Consider rape, for example.
I always thought I was looking out for the best interests of my female friends by advising them not to walk alone late at night or to accept drinks from strangers.
But apparently, according to Tumblr feminists, offering that advice makes me a "rape apologist" and "victim blamer" because it assumes women deserve to be raped if they don't take such precautions.
By that logic, I must also believe that victims of theft deserve to be mugged if I advise people not to carry large amounts of cash and flash it in public!
No, clearly, rather than teaching women to protect themselves from potential rapists, I should be teaching potential rapists (i.e.: MENZ!) not to rape.
What I should really do is tell my guy friends not to have sex with women without their consent--which I'm pretty sure they already know, or if they don't know, they don't ca
What every communist really aspires for is a classless society where everyone is equal and has control over the means of the production of goods. In such a society, no one would have power over anyone else, nor could anyone exploit anyone else. A police state (or any other kind of state for that matter) would not only be unnecessary, it would actually go against communism. The state, by nature, is about the domination of certain individuals over others. It is an instrument of inequality.
This fact may be difficult to reconcile with the authoritarian regimes that popped up in Russia and then around the world during the 20th cen
2. The world is largely controlled by a nebulous, ill-defined, conspiratorial 'group'. This group is responsible not only for the big problems of the world, but also the excuse why the fringe group isn't the dominant belief system. This group can simultaneously be communist, socialist, zionist, christian, capitalist, corporate, altruist,Muslim, white-supremacist, sexist, feminist, or whatever the fringe group really hates.
3. Open hatred of opponents. Anyone who vocally disagrees with or argues against the fringe group is pure evil and must never be listened to or debated with, the enemy is painted as working for the Conspiracy and they must be d
i hacked off the tip of my tongue
to spite my quick wit-
stumble over it.
lusting for beauty through text/
creation is hollow at best-
a fantasy, dystopian as per usual
for an idle mind
losing hours and
pickled in hate's brine.
salt in the wound
salt in the wound
angst, angst, teenage angst.
a kiddie anarchist
stop fighting it.
turn up the stereotypical
depression playing on the radio
don't try to be more original
what haven't we seen?
choking for words and
stuck on painted portraits
all is well, but never exciting
i'm exiting this uneventful life
all for once and once for all.
and you thought there was a winner
buried under this chrysalis
well, the rhythm has returned,
but i'm sick
of painted portraits and lost hours
and sugar-coated expectations of the truth
how uneventful, how unexciting
and i'm tired of razorblades,
but at least they're honest
speaking down, insults and
lies and i know i need to sleep
but i'm f
All abandon your mortal coil
The kings have died, crucified
All have fallen in the bright burning night
The rats, their pets, all have been drowned
No new leader will be crowned
In the night, the fires burn so bright
Freedom is proclaimed the one true right
The black flag raised high
Stained with the blood of every ally
We are all one, the commune, the sun
And our first breath is denied by none