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You say you want a revolution
Well you know

we all want to change the world

You’ve been resisting for all of your life. But often, you are beset by doubt: maybe your resistance was nothing but a form of collaboration with the Powers that Be? What have you been trying to achieve with all of your resistance? Will it lead to revolution, or just yet another set of lukewarm reforms, to getting stuck in the spiderweb of tacticly accepted compromises? Do you want a revolution? Yes or no? This question is as crude as blackmail from which it is impossible to hide. But mourn as you may. The revolution is coming, as long as we are still capable of thinking and feeling it.

You tell me that it’s evolution
Well you know
we all want to change the world

You continue to dig your foxhole, hoping that one day it will turn into a trench, without ever realizing that they might never actually notice you, that the line of battle might have already moved to a place where it is impossible to live within the system in any kind of comfort. And you understand that it is necessary to find an exit, opening yourself up to new experiences, feelings, risks and joys, to everything that doesn’t yet exist but continually reveals itself as the possibility for affirming another reality.

But when you talk about destruction
Don’t you know you can count me out

Is revolution no more than a flash of violence and a pile of bodies, as some would have us believe? In the end, resistance is useless – revolution impossible – if you are incapable of imagining the world without capitalism. Capitalism, by definition, is pregnant with its own contradiction. This means that we can always find places for experiencing the total negation of what they claim is inevitable by revolutionizing the situation at hand. So whose side are you on?

You tell me it’s the institution
Well you know
You better free your mind instead

Revolution would be impossible if it did not sum up all lines of past resistance, lines of flight, truth procedures, events that interrupted and changed the order of things. Each historical moment produces new ways of focusing resistance in the cross-hairs of struggle, no matter broken these communicative lines may seem. It’s up to you to decide.