People laugh when they hear the word revolution The image of torrid arms raised, bloodstained Waving a fiery flag under stars and suns, is replaced by prosthetic breasts and promises of comfort for submission There is no place for revolution, but only for collective understanding strings...
very true...... if someone wanted to build a house from the roof to the ground we would name him crazy, yet attempts for justice and equality are built on what I like to call voidness.. sacrifizing the means.. making space for revolution... space for a prosthetic justice while understanding is left aside.... .
to describe a self in time I believe it to be only an attempt, rather than anything else, to take a glimpse at a forever changing star... while the memory and love of the time remains inside, the lesson of change abounds...
People laugh when they hear the word revolution
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Waving a fiery flag under stars and suns,
is replaced by prosthetic breasts and
promises of comfort for submission
There is no place for revolution, but only
for collective understanding
strings...
very true...... if someone wanted to build a house from the roof to the ground we would name him crazy, yet attempts for justice and equality are built on what I like to call voidness.. sacrifizing the means.. making space for revolution... space for a prosthetic justice while understanding is left aside.... .
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