The year is 2003. I’m 17 years old. I’m watching Democrats fail to appropriately oppose an illegal war for oil.

The year is 2026. I’m 40 years old. I’m watching Democrats fail to appropriately oppose an illegal war for oil.

There is no such violence which is so powerful that it may defeat the infinite future. Hope can prevail, but we must choose it so."
(6/6)

But our great walls still stand, and our duty is to expel the invaders rather than capitulate entirely. Attacks on our goodness, we must remember, are weak and fallible when pushed against our truly unstoppable human spirit. (5/6)

To regard images of the world we are met with each day as the darkest night so extremely that the concept of a better future emerges more fictional than real. Amidst these assaults, we are castles of Hope, which have been sieged and invaded, corrupted, pillaged, and raped on our inside perhaps.(4/6)

We have too been scorned by past visions of Hope which have grown weakly; which have been smothered and borne nothing unto our souls; which have faltered with time, and grown to poison our ideas.
(3/6)

There are tremendous hurricanes of forces destructing Hope at every daybreak. The men of power and capital wish to maintain us as a species, not of forward individuation, but of complacency. These powered few wish to puppet our lives on the strings of their money and ambitions.
(2/6)