domingo, 20 de marzo de 2011


And you never did learn to let the little things go
And you never did learn to let little people grow
And you never did learn how to see

But I whisper that I love this man,
now and for forever to your soul as it floats out off the window
To the world that you turned your back on,
To the world that never really let you be.
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I do have utopian fantasies. A lot of them are more - I wouldn't say spiritual, but they relate more to the imagination and the individual. But for me socialism is a way of trying to put far-fetched ideas into everyday use, trying to find a way to bridge the gap between that fantasy and reality, and reaching out across that gap to the people who can actually do something to make the change.