"You sit down and count the zeros from damages caused to the multinationals in order to calculate your poverty. You count something else, though. How many couples had sex last night after long abstinence, reeking of tear gas? How many friendships were re-attached? How many people that hadn’t spoken for years, found each other? How many glances of lust were exchanged through ski goggles, or over gas masks? How many people let a tear fall from their eyes, not from chemicals but caused by a secret pain that managed to find a way out only last night? With all this wealth languishing next to us for so long; did you even sense this wild wealth last night? And did you feel that some day it will be ours once more?"

I was looking For You In The Night And I Was Burning « Cuntrastamu! (via kathleenjoy)

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