epiphany
"Perhaps all that is left of the world is a wasteland coverd with rubbish heaps, or the hanging gardens of the great Khan's palace. Its is the water in our eyes that seperates them, and who can know which is inside and which outside."
When your friends misunderstand your works and your enemies understand them all to well, when waking up every morning feels like a defeat rather than a triumph, when the razor blade or the cliff's edge beckons, remeber- rebirth is beautiful, and death is not pretty: merely well advertised. Rember what they did to Michelangelo, waiting until he was buried to paint over all his masterpieces-just as the racist sister Nietzsche hated presented him to the world as a champion of her own cause after he lost his sanity- just as Paul used Jesus, and Plato used Socrates, and the captialists used teenage rebellion, and the Mexican federal police used Brad Will, and the US used the Communists (and everyone else), and the Communists used Durruti. The dead cannot defend themselves, save by their still burning life.
Give your enemies nothing. Let your tears freeze to stones we can hurl back from catapults. Write your own eulagy; Write your own epitaph and scream it aloud from every corner of your exsistence. Life is a war we are not yet winning, chaos a joy we are not yet living(and chaos never died); Dont do your enemies work for them-finish your own.
If your fighting, you've already "won".
When your friends misunderstand your works and your enemies understand them all to well, when waking up every morning feels like a defeat rather than a triumph, when the razor blade or the cliff's edge beckons, remeber- rebirth is beautiful, and death is not pretty: merely well advertised. Rember what they did to Michelangelo, waiting until he was buried to paint over all his masterpieces-just as the racist sister Nietzsche hated presented him to the world as a champion of her own cause after he lost his sanity- just as Paul used Jesus, and Plato used Socrates, and the captialists used teenage rebellion, and the Mexican federal police used Brad Will, and the US used the Communists (and everyone else), and the Communists used Durruti. The dead cannot defend themselves, save by their still burning life.
Give your enemies nothing. Let your tears freeze to stones we can hurl back from catapults. Write your own eulagy; Write your own epitaph and scream it aloud from every corner of your exsistence. Life is a war we are not yet winning, chaos a joy we are not yet living(and chaos never died); Dont do your enemies work for them-finish your own.
If your fighting, you've already "won".