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poly_chromatic2013-06-29 04:32 pm
el_desheredado) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-06-29 04:32 pm
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Do you know what a miracle is? It's one world's intrusion into another one. Most of the time we exist peacefully, but when we do touch, there's cataclysm.
Like any faithful priest, faithful revolutionaries also believe in another world. Where revolutions break out spontaneous and leaderless, and the soul's talent for consensus allows the masses to work together without effort, automatic as the body itself.
And yet, if any of it should really happen that perfectly, I would also have to cry miracle. A revolutionary miracle.
The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairvoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the pulse of himself--these are witnesses to miracles.
And yet I feel that I have witnessed a miracle too. That by the united will and wishes of the people of the City, of its own Cityzens, the oppressors have fled--have been made to flee in the face of the united will and wishes of the people of the City.
Now peace can settle into all the corners and windowsills of the City.
Now the first of the work is done and the real work can begin.
[ooc: Onward and upward! ...right? Or is it more parabolic? Time will tell...]
Like any faithful priest, faithful revolutionaries also believe in another world. Where revolutions break out spontaneous and leaderless, and the soul's talent for consensus allows the masses to work together without effort, automatic as the body itself.
And yet, if any of it should really happen that perfectly, I would also have to cry miracle. A revolutionary miracle.
The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairvoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the pulse of himself--these are witnesses to miracles.
And yet I feel that I have witnessed a miracle too. That by the united will and wishes of the people of the City, of its own Cityzens, the oppressors have fled--have been made to flee in the face of the united will and wishes of the people of the City.
Now peace can settle into all the corners and windowsills of the City.
Now the first of the work is done and the real work can begin.
[ooc: Onward and upward! ...right? Or is it more parabolic? Time will tell...]
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[Carefully said. For all that she's done, sided with them and fought with them, trust is still a hard thing.]