I was composed not to write any prose on this anniversary
so poetry will suffice, these dice, I’ll roll till the fight becomes a soul full open source poll, and I die an old Joe… but 2 years ago… I learned what community meant. 2 years ago, I was given a taste of what it meant to defend a kitchen, and I look back… last night listened to the whispering wind with a few friends from the beginning, getting a tie dye set of leggings back, “order is restored in the kingdom” har har :)
What can be said… the movement is far from dead… but no longer in my head. God willing, it can be shead… but its impossible to like a bad itch… the fight for “life” and the temptation of strife, Jerremy Hammond now 10 years in a slammer, with so much more to flip through the YouTube gore that is the state of the present world order, Fukushima, and billionair hoarders, whewww!!! What is there to say while looking in the mirror?
That I would not have made it through Liberty Plaza without spiritual foddar, and that I am thankful to be going farther, to honor the sacrifice and the lessons learned while in holdings every time, knowing now what a cop out color blind is and how cops create more doubt than safety,… learning not conceptually, not from some anthropology degree, Pee on your PhD, TDE, that love for humanity and the little kiddis is all we can do. Get mad tight and no more fight because in the end we are all light, and the whole struggle just keeps us from going beyond the insistant self bubble prison we living in that waves out into allt he human made limits on God and our Divine Union… as humanz… that it’s patience, and listening and taking away two lessons.
Sacred solutions will inhale the pollutants, and reparing all the relations can renew America’s station… the first is for us all, the last is mostly the responsability for white men… because we live on stolen land, and as long as we repeat the mistakes of our fathers, and take land, this nation of the United States will be shaken with bloody retribution. So God have mercy on us and guide us forward, may we peacefully create the future… May the following quotes go to Jerrimy the Trooper. It’s the only way I could see glory in the decay of the day. To stop trying to “save” those being taken by the waves but to build the machine that stops the flood.
Now words into deeds – the first is for the strong of heart, the second for those strong of soul – I wana know who’s ready to go.
2. O SON OF SPIRIT!
The best beloved of all things in My sight is Justice; turn not away therefrom if thou desirest Me, and neglect it not that I may confide in thee. By its aid thou shalt see with thine own eyes and not through the eyes of others, and shalt know of thine own knowledge and not through the knowledge of thy neighbor. Ponder this in thy heart; how it behooveth thee to be. Verily justice is My gift to thee and the sign of My loving-kindness. Set it then before thine eyes.
Persian 74 – O CHILDREN OF VAINGLORY!
For a fleeting sovereignty ye have abandoned My imperishable dominion, and have adorned yourselves with the gay livery of the world and made of it your boast. By My beauty! All will I gather beneath the one-colored covering of the dust and efface all these diverse colors save them that choose My own, and that is purging from every color.