In His Life, A Man

The World Is Organised By The War Economy And The War Culture.

The Population Becomes The Internal Enemy. Any Sign Of Life, Of Protest, Or Even Mere Doubt, Is A Dangerous Challenge From The Standpoint Of Military Doctrine And National Security. So Complicated Mechanisms Of Prevention Adn Punishment Have Been Developed ... To Operate Effectively, The Repression Must Appear Arbitrary. Apart From Breathing, Any Human Activity Can Constitute A Crime ... State Terrorism Aims To Paralyze The Population With Fear.

Each Person Shines With His Or Her Own Light. No Two Flames Are Alike. There Are Big Flames And Little Flames, Flames Of Every Color. Some People’s Flames Are So Still They Don’t Even Flicker In The Wind, While Others Have Wild Flames That Fill The Air With Sparks. Some Foolish Flames Neither Burn Nor Shed Light, But Others Blaze With Life So Fiercely That You Can’t Look At Them Without Blinking, And If You Approach You Shine In The Fire.

I Was A Terrible History Student. They Taught Me History As If It Were A Visit To A Wax Museum Or To The Land Of The Dead. I Was Over Twenty Before I Discovered That The Past Was Neither Quiet Nor Mute.

In This World Of Ours, A World Of Powerful Centers And Subjugated Outposts, There Is No Wealth That Must Not Be Held In Some Suspicion.