This picture should have more then the amount of notes it has, this shows us that not ever thing is “picture perfect” and that behind that smile and those eyes there is fear. So I beg you to please reblog this instead of a pair of shoes, someone smoking a blunt, and clothes … because this picture is literally worth 1,000 words.
Reblogging this not for notes but for the message it’s telling.
(Source: awayfromearth)
Me: I’ll hurry this into production.
Streeter: Make haste, young Sam. For a kingdom may be your namesake, but at the banquetting hall of The Mighty Internet, tis he who claims the mutton first who rules! True, in days of yore we practiced our merry arts without thought or regard for time. Why…
Consecutive strikes of rebellion ignited in the Middle East (including Greece) seized my attention. Civilians uprising against regimes take scene on a global scale. An individual’s mere grumbles bind to another’s as auxiliaries while disparity sinks in a loophole as complaints, diverse fundamentally, are conjoined by lone, intrepid and martyr acts.
The current generation may be labeled as the revolution generation or, maybe for some, the renaissance of rebellion. Insurrection dwelling under the pave finally cracked the ground, sprouted and is contagiously spreading. People finally decided they had too much. Change is constant and inevitably, change must take place.
Youth, bursting with energy, plays a major role amid these revolutionary acts. Their restless fathom-bound minds rules over their vigor bodies resulting to rampage, almost ironically unfathomable. With their huge numbers and infectious charisma they tend to overpower and influence individuals of other age brackets resulting to a colossus to be combated. Their power is the soul of rebellion.
But youth is the equivalent the unripe.
Youth is inexperienced. Youth hasn’t lived life to decide on things with discretion. Youth is oftentimes desultory. Youth is easily blinded. Youth is rash. We cannot refute these truths for youth, alluring their deeds may be, is still unpolished steel yet to be honed by the blacksmith called life. The mature ones should ponder on this fact being the ones appropriately suited for fronting the revolution. The juvenile cluster is certainly a supreme set of movers but they, as my earlier words articulate, are just about to shrug out from their cocoons.
Of course, almost all successful revolts were energized by young people. Revolts require them because such vitality muscles the endurance it necessitates. Thin is the likelihood of triumph if movements are chiefly grown-up composed. Take for example Philippines share of revolution: EDSA. Though fronted by an aging Fidel and Juan, there was along with them a fresh Gringo. That historic episode marked Ferdinand’s dictatorship downfall. Revolution harvested the sweetness of success. And now look at our country, democracy’s up to satiety, all thanks to that fateful event. Our minds and thoughts never hunger of free speech nor struggle to break the chains of absolutism but our appetites hunger for food and we are shackled along with poverty. Sometimes my mind retro-thinks: What if EDSA failed? Would things be better? Would we still be within the array of 3rd world countries? Or will it be worse? Yet I am reminded by the cliché “There are no ifs in history.” So I stop the nonsense.
The surge of mutiny is contagious. One victory inspires the others ongoing. Then all probably succeeds establishing a steel-hard ideation that civil disobedience is the key to filling civil satisfaction. Realizing the given verity, subsequently everyone resorts to rebellion if something is seen as unwanted and unacceptable. But individuals differ in the description of their wanted society. So conflicts arise. Factions are made. Conditioned with hostile problem-solving skills, men eliminate the compromising and proceed to violent antagonisms. Then dooms war and Dark Age Part 2.
Of what will these recent revolts result to, we do not know. But we are expecting the best for the human race. We do not want democracy, viewed as a component of peace, become an ingredient of war.