They ask me why I'm an Anarchist. What can I tell
them? They want stone, they want logic and Aristotelian clarity,
something that can be easily translated into numero-linguistic
binary. Numbers and concrete and death. So I laugh and maybe
offer them a cigarette, maybe some lunch. Logic can prove anything
it wants to. But life is unaccountable.
Words are nothing to
passion.
--Keiran Stells
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