Sunday, December 21, 2014

Winter Solstice of 2014 NYC BedStuy . He did/He died - Guest Post

Ernesto Mercer:


"In a few hours it will be dawn of the shortest day of the year. The day will draw towards early deep dark quickly. Throughout this day we will be questioned about this Struggle we have found ourselves in. We will be told that our Speaking Truth to Power, our days & nights of Outrage, our refusal to accept brutality, judicial murder & the blatant refusal of the majority of this country to even try to believe that our Existence matters & our refusal to accept that, declared to be the problem. We will see that our friends of the moment are gone. We will see the mettle of our allies. We will perhaps see the shrinkage of our numbers. We will see police forces, already out of control, become even more inhumane than many have so far seen. We will see many of our own become frightened & lose their resolve as Power truly forms up to put us all again back into our places. We will hear lies, misrepresentations & all the Ugly & the Evil that can be mustered. As the day grows dark, our communities will be deep with the instrumenta of Control. As bad as these days are, as bad as they will get I tell you: it will be a better day than many of our ancestors ever had. It will be a day in which there will still be those who will not, who cannot go back, go in, go hide, go away. Whatever the reality of events as they are now ( & there are many reasons to mistrust the Narrative of the Police State), one thing remains true: every 28 hours. That may get worse. Many say they want Peace. I truly believe they want us to shut up. Many say they want Justice. They just want to have the Status Quo. When the money broke down & the Banks were bailed out but we were left high & dry, we let folks joke us out of the Street. Pundit us out of discipline. Push us out of Occupation. & the Banks came back. We have learned that each of us is a leader. We have learned that World agrees with us. We have learned that we, the People have Power. We have across generations found Heart again. Heart is the thing they want to kill. If we allow them to do that, we will truly have let them win. I am just a minor poet, a person with few resources & no pull. I am priest with no surety of the Divine. My love is hard & harsh. I am very unruly. But I do believe in you everyday, anyway. As the day grows dark, as they come ready to do their worst, however you chose to struggle, do not let them destroy your Heart. This was never about the short term. Be well. The very best to us all."

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