i no longer breathe
i no longer breathe
i no longer breathe
this factory was once a field
this mall was once a forst
oil in the sky
i no longer breathe
this factory was once a field
this mall was once a forst
oil in the sky
i no longer breathe
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Our friend Dinah DiNova is working her first book collecting her amazing tintype photographs that document queer and radical culture. And we’ll be publishing it once she gets the project more completed. To say we’re excited about this is to understate it quite a bit. She’s raising the money right now to complete her 4 … Continue reading
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Rules imposed by every .357 magnum strapped to the hip of every cop that is walking a beat today.
Rules that are imposed by the riot shotguns that are strapped to the dashboards of the cars.
Rules that are imposed by the existence of the National Guard, by the existence of the 82nd Airborne, by the existence of the Strategic Air Command, by the existence of nuclear weaponry, by the existence of fragmentation bombs, by the existence of white phosphorus ordnance by the existence of. We don’t know the full list, I don’t know the full list, but it’s there and it’s reason is to keep us in line.
There isn’t a pill we can take, there’s not a prayer we can say, there’s not a song we can sing, there’s not a petition we can circulate, there’s not a vote we can make, there is not an argument that can be extended to speaking truth to power that will alter the situation fundamentally because fundamentally power ain’t listening.
There’s nothing we can tell them that they don’t know already but flatly they fucking don’t care.
Liberation comes through killing your colonizer.