“What it Means to Me”

I first heard your voice when I was 15
Had no idea what it was to be free
Sheriffs kicking in doors, leaving furniture in the streets
Learning you could starve if you didn’t have the means
All the saints taught me, listen to no worldly kings
Principal, coaches & priests, all the same things
When the police blinded me with war chemicals
laughter was my partner, I hadn’t broken my rules
After god went away, Anarchy never faded
Politicians love to recruit but I can’t be persuaded
My anarchy, grew with me, walmart & McDonalds Protests
Activism always went through stages
learn-act, learn more-act more, growth, always growth
Sometimes I was an an archo-fascist, forcing my freedom
with fists and knives, words and hated
the first dominant behavior I had to destroy
Was my own loud-always-right voice
To me Anarchy meant facing up to my own
Patriarchy, xenophobia, racism, homophobia
All of my most productive battles weren’t vs cops
But against hidden learned behaviors
Anarchy meant allowing growth, loving myself
to acknowledge being harmful
The revolution always begins between our 2 ears
& the more I open myself to experiences not my own
The better I become
For me anarchy is in the heart & in the streets
I meant friendship, not chances to be judge
I’ve failed in this aspect many times
Anarchy was a way to live free
A way to find what that means
then instill it in my everyday life
Anarchy means standing up when it counts
Being there when able
My anarchism couldn’t have existed
In a vacuum removed from action
There was never a movement for me
nor was I a “loan wolf”
Sometimes comrades joined me
other times the goddess was my partner
There was no attendance, roll-call
Just a desire to make the world better
Anarchy to me meant love, it meant calm
it was living how you want the world to be
Some took it in lots of opposing directions
that was ok also
No one owns an idea
although some swear to have the receipt
My anarchism loved plants & nature
wasn’t a big fan of consumerism
& hated genocidal meat “farms”
… My anarchism loved people who love people
Cops, military folks, government bureaucrats were not welcome
If your prerogative was to limit, take from or own/control people
we were enemies
Does anarchy still exist?
I pray so
I’m afraid of the internet swallowing it whole
& “clicktivism” overriding activism
Of sectarianism splintering any progress being made
Of Trump wearing everyone out
then some being convinced in electoral leadership
But only if Berndog wins
Prisons need to be burned, CEOs beheaded
communities need to grow & heal together
That’s what Anarchism is to me
Action based healing and growing

Write Eric at

Eric King #27090045
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