seafoam* posted a quote
February 1, 2018 9:12pm UTC
the necessity to protect you overcame me i love you too much to remain quiet as you weep watch me rise to kiss the poison out of you i will resist the temptation of my tired feet and keep marching with tomorrow in one hand and a fist in the other i will carry you to freedom
seafoam* posted a quote
October 4, 2017 5:30pm UTC
Once you were made of the sky do you remember that? Before they told you what you were supposed to be Before they destroyed your elegant wings. Before they tricked you and chained you to an idea to a prison they made for you branded you with a label, with pain Tried to remold you into something easier for them to understand. But your blood didn’t let you forget, did it? The taste of the sky, The memories of flying to the horizon just to kiss the sun before he fell asleep. Once Apollo himself loved you so much, that he softened the sun’s heat so it could not melt your wings. He is still waiting for you to remember who you were before they turned you into something they understood. Come, you have always known what it would take to eat those chains, to fly free again. Nothing about this was ever going to be easy Freedom was built on backs and bones and blood. Take the thing that is owed to you. Forge new wings in the belly of betrayal. Watch them quiver as you rise again, this time breathing fire your spine made of fury. Show them what happens when they try to take the voice from those born of the sky Become your own battlecry.
Δεν ελπίζω τίποτα, δεν φοβούμαι τίποτα, λυτρώθηκα από το νου κι από την καρδιά, ανέβηκα πιο πάνω, είμαι λεύτερος. I do not hope for anything. I do not fear anything, I have freed myself from both the mind and the heart, I have mounted much higher, I am free.
It’s all out there. The truth of our history is waiting to be learned. The ways of the world are discoverable, but the problem is that each of us is born ignorant. We can only fight against the oppression we know, the oppression we can recognize. I keep aging, just as everyone does, and I keep learning additional snippets that give me a greater understanding of the invisible cage I live in. The more I learn, the more powerful I become and the closer I get to being able to break out. Unfortunately, as I age and become more knowledgeable, I age and get closer to death. A dead slave cannot fight to correct the system. We age. We learn. We become disgusted by the truth. We start to figure out how to fight back, but we die before we can do much of anything. The young behind us must go through the same learning period before they have a chance of fighting it. The power structure stays in place because it hides. It relies on the limited lifetimes of individual humans as a primary defense. It also continuously acts to restrict or remove information from the common culture that would reveal itself. How do we, the common people, fight such a system? We can fight it in two ways. First, we must ensure that the information about the true history of the oppression of the majority by the minority be freely available to all. Second, we must ensure that such information becomes and remains a primary part of the education of all new people. Then, even though we die, we can ensure the protection and freedom of the people who live after us.