...and all for something; all for more, for meaning, for freedom. For liberation, for truth, and for justice. All cry for strength, for might, for
power, for pride...for revolution.

But what of this revolution, this changing of the guard, this majestic chaos? There are many among us who chant the slogans, sing the music of their quasi-gods and goddesses, of the servants of the 'haves', and call themselves 'anarchists' or 'radicals'. They don't expect the revolution to come; they don't believe in dying for this cause, for this creed we live by, for this commission we've taken upon ourselves to change, and to be dynamic. They will stand not with but against us, cowering in the shadows of our battles, left running and screaming toward the rear. They are the system, the September Criminals who betrayed the long suffering masses who are our friends and comrades in this fight, and they are everywhere.

We are faced with the inevitability that there is and only can be a revolution, a massive upheaval of the present, deemed obsolete by our future. We will stand and fight together, we will traipse the lines of our enemy, bringing our suffering, our misery to their teeth. We will stand no longer anonymous, unhindered by stereotype, unbroken and unstoppable. The hordes of closet socialists, shadow revolutionaries, and broken radicals will not win for us, and will not stand in victory with us. Soldiers and comrades of the revolution we will break the tyranny of the armchair politicians, of the 'haves' who riddle our society with greed. breeding and cultivating us into subjugation, enslaving us to conservatism, raping and abandoning us as victims of hatred and a tragic cunning indiscriminate in its ferocity. We will not and cannot be silenced. We will not go quietly, we will not fade into the night or retreat even an inch from where we stand today. We will march boldy forward into the unknown, ride against the established to inaugurate the innovative, the avant-guarde. We will take this fight to the enemy in a vicious, unrelenting fashion, hammering our lines, our words, our voices, our message into the hearts and minds of our supposed overlords.

The cries and craves for revolution continues, and to this call we must all answer. We must rise united and mobilize our mutinous might and power against defeatism, against complacency and ambivalence, against convention, conservatism, imperialism, and all the 'isms' which stand only for oppression of the masses. Our struggle will lead us to press and press hard toward victory, and to that end the cries for change, for redefinition, for revolution, will be satisfied.

The lines have been drawn, and there is only now to fight, to strive, and to struggle.

There is only revolution.