REVOLUTION

had always had this big dream that I would change the world positively, to rid the world of all it’s rackteers and belligerents. the thoughts of making the world a better place was all I could think of, right from when I became old enough think, and see the world for what it was. I wanted a world where freedom of the people ranked high, a world where peace, and truism is worshipped.

It became a burden in my heart, or can i say my life purpose to swipe the world clean of it’s slave masters, and principalities who had had the world on lock and key.

can i say i have achieved that? Or can i say i have inspired a whole lot a' generation to fight in my place.

Gasping for air-------------------------------------------

I looked up from where I knelt on the stage, in front the gullotine awaiting my execution, I saw my father gnashing his teeth, my mother wailing, crying, and rolling on the floor, she was comforted by her sisters, my siblings were cying, they were all terrified knowing that in less than five(5) minutes my head would be severed from my body. Looking at their frightened, and broken state, it tells me of anger, pain, and loss. it only seem like yesterday when i told them that i would change the world. Now they must be thnking ; "it was my believe, and dream that is about to cost me my life." what a ride it has been, of cause it has been a priviledge to have such a wonderful, and loving family. i pray we will meet some day in the sky, where we would tell the tales of mortal lives, where we woul live again in peace, without the piercing arrow of pain that is about to drive a wedge between us. looking at them in despair lumps of tears dropped from my eyes, i opened my mouth, and whispered the sentence; "i love you" they couldn’t hear me, but they could understand me.

sighssssss (by taking in long breaths before finally releasing it)---------------------------

Well this is it, the moment of truth, a moment to know that "death is inevitable". Looking back to my life’s journey, from the beginning, to this moment, it has been a joy ride, a ride which had pain, suffering, laughter, and inspiring, moment, and now a revolution. It is good to know, and see the people fighting, and shouting; kicking, and stumbling; cursing, and hissing; at this moment i understood what Spinoza said;

"affectus qui passio est desinit esse passio simulatque eius claram et distinctum formamus ideam"

(meaning in English) _________ “emotion which is suffering, ceases to be suffering as soon as we form a clear and precise picture of it"

In my own case what has caused me suffering and pain was in the mode of a question, that has given me, and gave me my life purpose, the question which was; "can one man change the world?"

deep sigh------------------------------------------

---------------(The priest as he prays for me)-----------------

" May the lord forgive, and accept your soul, and may he also grant your soul, and may he also grant you everlasting peace"

ME: amen

So it is time i thought as the soilders walked up to where i was, and dragged me to the gullotine, and placed my head on it. I saw the faces of the people crying, revolting, and clamouring for my release, they now understood what i fought for, and they were ready to fight and die for it now. It pains me to see that my death was causing them pain, and great despair, but if my death will awaken the mind of these people to the truth to fight for their freedom and right, then so be it. I have made my peace and it is time to march on as a gallant soilder, but before i go, i know you all would be wondering my answer and clear picture of my previous question, well here it is; "of a truth one man can truly change the world, if he believes he can."

now there it goes, i think it is safe to say that i have come to the end of my ride

-------------------------deep sigh---------------------------

Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom light out

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(Originally posted by Easiie jay)