Author: Benjamin C. ROy Cory Garrett Rev History Rev .00 - 07/06/2001 Rev .01 - 03/08/2022 Editor’s Note: Originally found as a torn page from an old journal in the Mark Spitzer Memorial Animal Liberation Front Library.
July 6th, 2001 – Farmageddon, MO
After Cinci, nothing will ever be the same. Our victory was as much a shock to us as it was to them. and we started to believe in the bold promises we were making to each other and to the sky above. This planet does not need us to hide behind money and blind ourselves from the damage we are doing–to it, to ourselves and to each other. We do not need to build cages of metal bars to protect us from ourselves. If we all can start seeing each other as allies worthy of our trust instead of enemies to fear, we wouldn’t need to hoard away the wealth of this planet while letting each other starve.
Our lives have changed so quickly, of course feelings followed. KC is the person I had loved since our days playing witch doctor together as children. I’ve always known I was going to spend the rest of my life loving her, but now I find myself starting to questioning whether it is healthy to think that there can be only one person that can squeeze the blood from my heart.
With songs of triumph beating in my head, it’s too easy to invent a reality in which love–unrelenting– unbridled by rules or restrictions–is going to be our weapon against the fears we had had beaten upon us for so long. The more we grew to love one another the more unstoppable our revolution becomes. Like the sacred band of Thebes in the battle of Leuctra, we will fight to our last dying breath, not to save some world bigger than our ability to conceptualize, but to save each other. In our intimacy, we can shatter the shackles of social constraints which exist only to limit the burning potential in each of our hearts.
That weekend in Cinci, we were invincible and it is easy to forget how much differently a beast will act backed into the corner than running wild in the field.