dying is an art.
Above is one of my heroes--a man of humanistic courage and conviction. Although his vision was not perfect by any means, and his ideals even less so in practice, I still feel he deserves a respected, honorable place in all world history.
Let Revolution happen again! Kill the Kaisers, burn the Czars, and overthrow the highest classes!
So, tonight was weird. Karaoke at the Red Devil. It was a strange mix of happiness, loneliness and depression. I will write more on it maybe tomorrow. Now I have to sleep...