sábado, 19 de marzo de 2011

The lady thought the longest while
And bathed the time in light
She came to the conclusion
That he hadn't won the fight
Put your gloves back on, she says
And steady with your pride
You've dealt the eldest hand my love
But that part of me has died.

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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.