lunes, 4 de julio de 2011

Rubber ring.

The passing of time, And all of its crimes, Is making me sad again.


The passing of time, And all of its sickening crimes, Is making me sad again.


But don't forget the songs That made you cry, & the songs that saved your life.





-You are sleeping, You do not want to believe-


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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.