1 ABSOLUTELY FREE fighting for our lives an anarchist primer
2 [ Overture: A True Story ] We dropped out of school, got divorced, broke with our families and ourselves and everything we d known. We quit our jobs, violated our leases, threw all our furniture out on the sidewalk, and hit the road. We sat on the swings of children s playgrounds until our toes were frostbitten, admiring the moonlight on the dewy grass, writing poetry on the wind for each other. We went to bed early and lay awake until well past dawn recounting all the awful things we d done to others and they to us and laughing, blessing and absolving each other and this crazy cosmos. We stole into museums showing reruns of old Guy Debord films to write fight foul and faster, my friend, the old world is behind you on the backs of theater seats. The scent of gasoline still fresh on our hands, we watched the new sun rise, and spoke in hushed voices about what we should do next, thrilling in the budding consciousness of our own limitless power. We used stolen calling card numbers to talk our teenage lovers through phone sex from telephones in the lobbies of police stations. We broke into the private pools and saunas of the rich to enjoy them as their owners never had. We slipped into the offices where our browbeaten friends shuffled papers for petty despots, to draft anti-imperialist manifestos on their computers or just sleep under their desks. They were shocked that morning they finally walked in on us, half-naked, brushing our teeth at the water cooler. We lived through harrowing, exhilarating moments when we did things we had always thought impossible, spitting in the face of all our apprehensions to kiss unapproachable beauties, drop banners from the tops of national monuments, drop out of colleges... and then gritted our teeth, expecting the world to end but it didn t! We stood or knelt in emptying concert halls, on rooftops under lightning storms, on the dead grass of graveyards, and swore with tears in our eyes never to go back again. We sat at desks in high school detention rooms, against the worn brick of Greyhound bus stations, on disposable synthetic sheets in the emergency treatment wards of unsympathetic hospitals, on the hard benches of penitentiary dining halls, and swore the same thing through clenched teeth, but with no less tenderness. We communicated with each other through initials carved into boarding school desks, designs spray-painted through stencils onto alley walls, holes kicked in corporate windows televised on the five o clock news, letters posted with counterfeit stamps or carried across oceans in friends packs, secret instructions coded into anonymous s, clandestine meetings in coffee shops, love poetry carved into the planks of prison bunks. We sheltered illegal immigrants, political refugees, fugitives from justice, and adolescent runaways in our modest homes and beds, as they too sheltered us. We improvised recipes to bake each other cookies, cakes, breakfasts in bed, weekly free meals in the park, great feasts celebrating our courage and kinship so we might taste their sweetness on our very tongues. We entrusted each other with our hearts and appetites, together composing symphonies of caresses and pleasure, making love a verb in a language of exaltation. We wreaked havoc upon their gender norms and ethnic stereotypes and cultural expectations, showing with our bodies and our relationships and our desires just how arbitrary their laws of nature were. We wrote our own music and performed it for each other, so when we hummed to ourselves we could celebrate our companions creativity rather than repeat the radio s dull drone. In borrowed attic rooms, we tended ailing foreign lovers and struggled to write the lines that could ignite the fires dormant in the multitudes around us. In the last moment before dawn, flashlights tight in our shaking hands, we dismantled power boxes on the houses of fascists who were to host rallies the following day. We fought those fascists tooth, nail, and knife in the streets, when no one else would even confront them in print. We planted gardens in the abandoned lots of ghettos, hitchhiked across continents in record time, tossed pies in the faces of kings and bankers. We played saxophones together in the darkness of echoing caves in West Virginia. In Paris, armed with cobblestones and parasols, we held the gendarmes at bay for nights on end, until we could almost taste the new world coming through the tear gas. We fought our way through their lines to the opera house and took it over, and held discussions there twenty-four hours a day as to what that world could be. In Chicago, we created an underground network to provide illegal abortions in safe conditions and a supportive atmosphere, when the religious fanatics would have preferred us to die in shame and tears down dark alleys. In New York we held hands and massaged each other s shoulders as our enemies closed in to arrest us. In Quebec we tore up the highway and pounded out primordial rhythms on the traffic signs with the fragments, and the sound was vaster and more beautiful than any song ever played in a concert hall. In Santiago, we robbed banks to fund papers of transgressive poetry. In Siberia, we plotted impossible escapes and carried them out, circumnavigating the globe with forged papers and borrowed money to return to the arms of our friends. In Montevideo, in the squatted township, we built huts from plywood and plastic sheeting, pirated electricity from nearby power lines, and conferred with our neighbors as to how we could contribute to our new community. In San Diego, when they jailed us for speaking our minds, we invited our friends and filled their prisons until they had to change their policy. In Oregon, we climbed trees, and lived in them for months to protect the forests we had hiked and camped in as children. In Mexico, when we met hopping freight trains, we traded stories about working with the Zapatistas in Chiapas, about floods witnessed from boxcars passing through Texas, about our grandparents who fought in the Mexican revolution.
3 We fought in that revolution, and the Spanish civil war, and the French resistance, and even the Russian revolution though not for the Bolsheviks or the Czar. Sleepless and weather-beaten, we crossed the Ukraine on horseback to deliver news of the conflicts that offered us another chance to fight for our freedom. Tense but untrembling, we smuggled posters, books, firearms, fugitives, ourselves across borders from Canada to Pakistan. We lied with clean consciences to homicide detectives in Reno, to military police in Santos, to angry grandparents in Oslo. We told the truth to each other, even truths no one had ever dared tell before. When we couldn t overthrow governments, we raised new generations who would taste the sweet adrenaline of barricades and wheatpaste, who would carry on our quixotic quest when we fell or fled before the ruthless onslaught of the servile and craven. When we could overthrow governments, we did. We stood, one after the other, decade after decade, century after century, behind the witness stand, and shouted so the deafest self-satisfied upright citizen at the back of the courtroom could hear it:... and if I could do it all over again, I would! As the sun rose after winter parties in unheated squats, we gathered up great sacks of broken glass and washed stacks of dishes in freezing water, while our critics, sequestered in penthouses with maid service, demanded to know who would take out the garbage in our so-called utopia. When the good intentions of liberals and reformists broke down in bureaucracy, we collected food from the trash to feed the hungry, broke into condemned buildings and transformed them into palaces fit for pauper kings and bandit queens, held the sick and dying tight in our loving arms. We fell in love in the wreckage, shouted out songs in the uproar, danced joyfully in the heaviest shackles they could forge; we smuggled our stories through the gauntlets of silence, starvation, and subjugation, to bring them back to life again and again as bombs and beating hearts; we built castles in the sky from the ruins of hell on earth. One of us even assassinated the President of the United States. Accepting no constraints from without, we countenanced none within ourselves, either, and found that the world opened before us like the petals of a rose. I m speaking, of course, of anarchists and when people ask me about my politics, I tell them: the best reason to be a revolutionary is that it is simply a better way to live. Their laws guarantee us the right to remain silent, the right to a public trial by a jury of our peers (though my peers wouldn t put me on trial would yours?) what about the right to live life like we won t get another chance, to have reasons to stay up all night in urgent conversation, to look back on every day without regret or bitterness? Such rights we can only claim for ourselves and shouldn t these be our central concerns, not the minutiae of protocol and survival? For those of us born into a captivity gilded by the blood and sweat of less fortunate captives, the challenge of leading a life worth living of stories worth telling is a lifelong project, and a formidable one; but all it takes, at any moment, to meet this challenge is to contest that captivity. When we fight, we re fighting for our lives. It s true. If your idea of healthy human relations is a dinner with friends, where everyone enjoys everyone else s company, responsibilities are divided up voluntarily and informally, and no one gives orders or sells anything, then you are an anarchist, plain and simple. The only question that remains is how you can arrange for more of your interactions to resemble this model. Whenever you act without waiting for instructions or official permission, you are an anarchist. Any time you bypass a ridiculous regulation when no one s looking, you are an anarchist. If you don t trust the government, the school system, Hollywood, or the management to know better than you when it comes to things that affect your life, that s anarchism, too. And you are especially an anarchist when you come up with your own ideas and initiatives and solutions. As you can see, it s anarchism that keeps things working and life interesting. If we waited for authorities and specialists and technicians to take care of everything, we would not only be in a world of trouble, but dreadfully bored and boring to boot. Today we live in that world of (dreadfully boring!) trouble precisely to the extent that we abdicate responsibility and control. Anarchism is naturally present in every healthy human being. It isn t necessarily about throwing bombs or wearing black masks, though you may have seen that on television (Do you believe everything you see on television? That s not anarchist!). The root of anarchism is the simple impulse to do it yourself: everything else follows from this.
4 Preface: A Genealogy of Force In the beginning, harmony: tribes of human beings live as one, gathering and eating and playing and sleeping and singing and making love and telling stories together. And, occasionally, discord: an argument breaks out, strong words are exchanged, a blow is struck. When this happens, the tribe meets and arrives at a resolution. Tribes that cannot do this break up, and the members starve or freeze or are hunted down by wild beasts, or join another tribe that can resolve conflicts. Conflicts between tribes are resolved in a similar manner. For thousands upon thousands of years, this way of life works and endures. But one day, there is a conflict that cannot be resolved. Discussion, placation, even combat are not enough; the adversaries still seek vengeance. Perhaps it is a spiritual aberration, or some technological or cultural innovation that allows them to continue contending long after it is healthy, but they do not find their way back to peace as the others did before. They become machines of war. Their relationship with the environment shifts: the earth must be disciplined, now, to provide them stores of food to last through their struggle. Their relationships with each other change: they view all others as potential comrades-in-arms or enemies, appraising might above all other qualities. The neighboring tribes do not escape unscathed. Soon they are embroiled in this conflict, and must contend with an enemy such as they have never encountered. Many of these communities perish outright; others, the ones who would survive at any cost, find that they too must become war machines. They too subjugate the earth and its animals, enslave their vanquished foes, even their own people, anything to endure in the face of this terror. They become the terror, they outdo it, and this is their undoing. Spreading like a cancer, from tribe to tribe, strange changes sweep the face of the earth. Little tribes merge to become big tribes, and ultimately nations; temporary military leaders become hereditary monarchs; the vision of once peace-loving peoples becomes clouded with carnage. And it is not only in military matters that these tribes change. Territory is claimed and marked, and becomes the source of new conflicts. Market economics is invented: peoples who no longer trust each other insist on trades where gifts once sufficed and scramble to outbargain each other, to cut a profit even in peacetime. Patriarchy appears: the undeclared war between the sexes, the gender roles of warrior and servant, institutionalized and enforced by each generation on the next. Organized religion is invented: now men not only vie for land, food, property, revenge, but also for each other s minds and hearts. All of these innovations are catastrophic for human beings. They try to offset the effects with new innovations, which are greater catastrophes. Governments, convened to protect peoples, extract taxes from them and thrive idly off their sweat and toil; police fill the streets to prevent crime, and perpetrate the worst crimes with impunity. Defending themselves from the monstrosities of civilization, these peoples breed more awful monsters. Minor nations, hell-bent on withstanding the assaults of greater ones, arm themselves to the teeth and go on fighting and conquering in exaggerated response to the original threat until they become great empires. So the Roman Empire finds its origins in the resistance of rural farmers to Etruscan encroachments; so the rest of Europe becomes a snakepit of competing empires, as a consequence of hundreds of years spent fighting that one. Later historians will look at the bloody wars waged on the edges of every civilization as evidence that the heart of darkness beyond this frontier is a bloody barbarism; but perhaps it is the peace-loving barbarians who are defending themselves from the bloodthirsty. Perhaps the true heart of darkness lies at the center of these empires, in the eye of the hurricane, where violence is so deeply ingrained in human life that it is no longer visible to the naked eye: slaves go about in the streets as if of their own volition, powerless even to rebel; gladiators slaughter each other in the circuses, and it is called entertainment. The next military campaigns are a symptom of social viciousness, no longer a cause. Now the invisible violence of economics ordains the visible violence of armies: soldiers cut paths into the last wilderlands of barbarism so further resources can be seized by merchants, and the freshly destitute barbarians constitute a new consumer base. Whole continents are despoiled, and the inhabitants enslaved and then their destitution is cited as proof of their racial inferiority, by the inheritors of their stolen worlds! Missionaries are in the front lines of the assault, enforcing the reign of the jealous One and Only God as surely as the soldiers enforce the reign of brutality. Terror for territory, blood for money, money for blood, He ordains it all as it ordains Him. The successors of the missionaries pray directly to the market. These new priests are even more successful than the soldiers in imposing the rule of power: a day comes when shackles are no longer needed to make slaves servile, when idolatry alone is enough to keep them submissively fighting amongst themselves. Now no one can remember any other life, and son fights brother fights father fights neighbor, as the specters of fear and avarice look over their empire from above. Kings, generals, presidents rise and fall, but the system, hierarchy, remains: competition itself holds the crown, picking and discarding its champions without pity. Everyone in these relationships of violence still wants, desperately, to escape, but again and again they bear the seeds of this violence with them, destroying every refuge as they enter as the refugees who flee to the New World do, and the Communists who overthrow the Czar. Even those who do escape, like the artists whose communes gentrify neighborhoods, whose provocative innovations set precedents for the next generation s fashion photography, only pave the way for the steamrollers that will follow in their footsteps. Violence reaches an all-time high. Schoolchildren, mailmen, formerly the very picture of sociability, begin to gun down their companions in cold blood. Ministers molest altar boys, fathers batter their daughters, teenagers rape their dates. Prisons overflow. Millions perish in holocausts across nations and decades, and the maimed survivors initiate subsequent holocausts. Nuclear missiles point at everyone, until the imminence of the final holocaust can only be discussed in platitudes. Now we are all on death row, all political prisoners. Even in the loftiest citadels of the United States, protected by the most sophisticated and well-equipped military in the history of the solar system, white-collar workers with full benefits and life and health insurance are no longer safe airplanes crash, skyscrapers fall. Terror threatens us all. Tonight a Palestinian youth struggles to work out the equation: have his enemies filled his world with enough misery that he feels more hatred for them than he does love for life? He thinks of his crippled father, of his bulldozed house, of his departed friends who computed this same equation daily, always coming to one conclusion, until the day they came to another. Where, through all this, is love? It is still here, in the forms it has always taken: families eating together, friends embracing, gifts given simply for the pleasure of giving. We still forgive, converse, fall deeply in love; it even happens occasionally that new tribes federate to confront a common antagonist not out of malice, but for the sake of peace, hoping to con- clude conflicts as they were in the days before warfare and commerce. These moments, even when they occur between only a few individuals, are as powerful and precious as they ever were. And they are still infectious, as infectious as violence and hatred, if only they can find unarmored hearts in which to catch hold. The world now waits for a war on war, a love armed, a friendship which can defend itself. Anarchy is a word we use to describe those moments when force cannot subdue us, and life flourishes as we know it should; anarchism is the science of creating and defending such moments. It is a weapon which aspires to uselessness the only kind of weapon we will wield, hoping against hope that this time, through some new alchemy, our weapons will not turn upon us. We know that after the revolution, after every revolution, the struggle between love and hatred, between coercion and cooperation, will continue; but, then, as now, as always, the important question is which side are you on?
5 Does anarchy work? People with very little actual historical background often say of anarchy that it would never work without realizing that not only has it worked for much of the history of the human race, but it is in fact working right now. For the time being, let s set aside the Paris Commune, Republican Spain, Woodstock, open-source computer programming, and all the other famed instances of successful revolutionary anarchism. Anarchy is simply cooperative self-determination it is a part of everyday life, not something that will only happen after the revolution. Anarchy works today for circles of friends everywhere so how can we make more of our economic relations anarchist? Anarchy is in action when people cooperate on a camping trip or to arrange free meals for hungry people so how can we apply those lessons to our interactions at school, at work, in our neighborhoods? To consult chaos theory: anarchy is chaos, and chaos is order. Any naturally ordered system a rainforest, a friendly neighborhood is a harmony in which balance perpetuates itself through chaos and chance. Systematic disorder, on the other hand the discipline of the high school classroom, the sterile rows of genetically modified corn defended from weeds and insects can only be maintained Capitalism means constant struggle! by ever-escalating exertions of force. Some, thinking disorder is simply the absence of any system, confuse it with anarchy. But disorder is the most ruthless system of all: disorder and conflict, unresolved, quickly systematize themselves, stacking up hierarchies according to their own pitiless demands selfishness, heartlessness, lust for domination. Disorder in its most developed form is capitalism: the war of each against all, rule or be ruled, sell or be sold, from the soil to the sky. We live in a particularly violent and hierarchical time. The maniacs who think they benefit from this hierarchy tell us that the violence would be worse without it, not comprehending that hierarchy itself, whether it be inequalities in economic status or political power, is the consequence and expression of violence. Not to say that forcibly removing the authorities would immediately end the waves of violence created by the greater violence their existence implies; but until we are all free to learn how to get along with each other for our own sake, rather than under the guns directed by the ones who benefit from our strife, there can be no peace between us. This state of affairs is maintained by more than guns, more than the vertigo of hierarchy, of kill-or-be-killed reasoning: it is also maintained by the myth of success. Official history presents our past as the history of Great Men, and all other lives as mere effects of their causes; there are only a few subjects of history, they would make us believe the rest of us are its objects. The implication of any hierarchy is that there is only one free man in all society: the king (or president, executive, movie star, etc.). Since this is the way it has always been and always will be, the account goes, we should all fight to become him, or at least accept our station beneath him gracefully, grateful for others beneath us to trample when we need reassurance of our own worth. But even the president isn t free to go for a walk in the neighborhood of his choosing. Why settle for a fragment of the world, or less? In the absence of force in the egalitarian beds of true lovers, in the democracy of devoted friendships, in the topless federations of playmates enjoying good parties and neighbors chatting at sewing circles we are all queens and kings. Whether or not anarchy can work outside such sanctuaries, it is becoming clearer and clearer that hierarchy doesn t. Visit the model cities of the new world order sit in a traffic jam of privately owned vehicles, among motorists sweating and swearing in isolated unison, an ocean filling with pollution to your right and a ghetto on your left where uniformed and ununiformed gangs clash and behold the apex of human progress. If this is order, why not try chaos! Anarchy, not Anarchism! To say that anarchists subscribe to anarchism is like saying pianists subscribe to pianism. There is no Anarchism but there is anarchy, or rather, there are anarchies. For as long as power has existed, the spirit of anarchy has been with us too, named or nameless, uniting millions or steeling the resolve of a single one. The slaves and savages who fought the Romans for their freedom and lived in armed liberty, equality, and fraternity, the mothers who raised their daughters to love their bodies in defiance of the diet advertisements leering from all sides, the renegades who painted their faces and threw tea into Boston Harbor, and all the others who took matters into their own hands: they were anarchists, whether they called themselves Ranters, Taborites, Communards, Abolitionists, Yippies, Syndicalists, Quakers, Mothers of the Disappeared, Food Not Bombs, Libertarians, or even Republicans just as we are all anarchists, to the extent that we do the same. There are as many anarchists today as there are students cutting class, parents cheating on their taxes, women teaching themselves bicycle repair, lovers desiring outside the lines. They don t need to vote for an anarchist party or party line that would disqualify them, at least for that moment to be anarchists: anarchy is a mode of being, a manner of responding to conditions and relating to others, a class of human behavior... and not the working class! Forget about the history of anarchism as an idea forget the bearded guys. It s one thing to develop a language for describing a thing it s another thing entirely to live it. This is not about theories or formulas, heroes or biographies it s about your life. Anarchy is what matters, everywhere it appears, not armchair anarchism, the specialists study of freedom! There are self-proclaimed anarchists who never experienced a day of anarchy in their lives we should know how much to trust them on the subject! So how will the anarchist utopia work? That s a question we ll never again be duped into disputing over, a red herring if there ever was one! This isn t a utopian vision, or a program or ideal to serve; it s simply a way of proceeding, of approaching relationships, of dealing with problems now for surely we ll never be entirely through dealing with problems! Being an anarchist doesn t mean believing anarchy, let alone anarchism, can fix everything it just means acknowledging it s up to us to work things out, that no one and nothing else can do this for us: admitting that, like it or not, our lives are in our hands and in each others. He calls for the daily paper to check the opinion polls. Looking through this filter at his subjects, he sees what he is looking for, not who he is looking at. Thousands of stealth bombers, tens of thousands of soldiers, hundreds of thousands of tons of bombs and bullets protect the emperor from his empire. Let s hope it s not enough.
6 Is this what democracy looks like? The economics of anarchy Just about everyone loves democracy and hates the government. Anarchy that s just democracy without the government! Anarchists use democracy but we don t let democracy use us. For us, the first and last matter is always the needs and feelings of the individuals involved any system to address them is provisional at best. We don t try to force ourselves into the confines of any establisthed procedures we apply procedures to the extent that they serve human needs, and discard them past that point. Seriously, what should come first our systems, or us? We cooperate or coexist with others, including other life forms, whenever it s possible. But we don t prize consensus, let alone The Rule of Law, above our own values and dreams when we can t come to an agreement, we go our own ways, rather than limiting each other. In extreme cases, when others refuse to acknowledge our needs or persist in doing unconscionable, harmful things, we intercede by whatever means are necessary not on behalf of Justice or revenge, but simply to represent our own interests. We see laws as nothing more than the shadows of our predecessors customs, lengthened by the years to seem more wise than our own judgment. They persist as undead creatures, imposing unnatural stipulations upon us that do not enable justice, but only interfere with it while at the same time estranging us from it, framing it as something we cannot carry out without arcane formalities and judges wigs. These laws, having multiplied and atrophied over time, are now so alien and inscrutable that a priest class of lawyers makes a living off the rest of us as astrologers of the stars our wellmeaning ancestors set in precarious orbit. The man who insists that justice can only be maintained by the rule of law is the same one who appears on the witness stand at the war crime tribunal swearing he was only following orders. There s no Justice it s just us. Anarchist economies are radically different from other economies. Anarchists not only conduct their transactions differently, but trade in an entirely different currency one which is not convertible into the kind of assets for which capitalists compete and communists draft Five Year Plans. Capitalists, socialists, communists exchange products; anarchists interchange assistance, inspiration, loyalty. Capitalist, socialist, communist economies make human interactions into commodities: policing, medical care, education, even sexual relations become services that are bought and sold. Anarchist economies, focusing above all on the needs and desires of the individuals involved, transform products back into social relations: the communal experience of gardening or dumpster diving or playing music, the excitement and self-righteous high of stealing from a supermarket or squatting a building. The typical economic interaction in capitalist relations is the sale; in anarchist economics, it is the gift. Anarchist economies depend on social capital, which is the opposite of private property. Private capital disappears when utilized, as in the case of money spent by day laborers on food or, when applied with avaricious calculation, serves to accrue more private capital at others expense, as in the case of the corporation that exploits those laborers. Social capital, on the other hand, is available in abundance in fact, it is precisely that capital which, utilized by some, becomes more available to them and others: the community garden which produces more food the more people cooperate in it, the squatted building which is better renovated for community usage and better defended from the police the more people commit to it. In friendships, as in lovemaking, as in potluck dinners and dancing, the more one gives, the more everyone gets. Today, most of us participate in both kinds of economies at once. Ostensibly private property is still shared, at least in limited contexts: a teenager brings his basketball for the neighborhood game, a rock band buys a communal van. Even a house belonging to a middle class family, although off-limits for most, still hosts visiting relatives, a P.T.A. meeting, a sleep-over party. Instances like these are reminders of how much more pleasurable sharing can be than commerce. Anarchists nurture visions of a world suitable for a sharing that knows no borders. But who will take out the garbage? A scoundrel s worst fear is a society without money: for in such a society he would only get the respect he deserves. Ben Franklin It was in Barcelona, some years after the civil war, when the memory of the syndicates still remained, unutterable, under the iron heel of the fascist regime. City bus #68 was making its rounds one particularly sunny spring day, when the driver slammed on the brakes at an intersection. Fuck this, he swore in angry Catalan, and, opening the bus doors, stomped out into the sunshine. The passengers watched in shock at first, and then began to protest anxiously. One of them stood up and started to honk the horn. After a few tentative beeps, he leaned on it with all his might, sounding it like a burglar alarm; but the fed up ex-bus driver continued, nonchalant, on his way down the street. For a full minute, the riders sat in stupefied silence. A couple stood up and got off the bus themselves. Then, from the back of the bus, a woman with the appearance of a huge cannon ball and an air of unconquerable self-possession stepped forward. Without a word, she sat down in the driver s seat, and put the engine in gear. The bus continued on its route, stopping at its customary stops, until the woman arrived at her own and got off. Another passenger took her place for a stretch, stopping at every bus stop, and then another, and another, and so #68 continued, until the end of the line.
7 Above all! It means not accepting this or any manifesto or definition as it is, but making and remaking it for yourself. It means refusing to put the responsibility for your life in anyone else s hands, whether that be parents, lovers, employers, or society itself. It means taking the pursuit of meaning and joy in your life upon your own shoulders. It means not privileging any one moment of life over the others not languishing in nostalgia for the good old days, or waiting for tomorrow (or, for that matter, for the Revolution!) for real life to begin, but seizing and creating it in every instant. Yes, of course it means treasuring memories and planning for the future it also means remembering there is no time happiness, resistance, life ever happens but NOW, NOW, NOW! It means not forcing your desires and experiences into a hierarchical order, but acknowledging and embracing all of them, accepting yourself. It means not trying to compel the self to abide by any external laws, not trying to restrict your emotions to the sensible or the practical or the political, not pushing your instincts and passions into boxes: for there is no cage large enough to accommodate the human soul in all its flights, all its heights and depths. It means seeking a way of life which gives free play to all your conflicting inclinations in the process of continuously challenging and transforming them. It means not valuing any system or ideology above the people it purports to serve, not valuing anything theoretical above the real things in this world. It means being faithful to real human beings (and animals, and ecosystems), fighting for ourselves and beside each other, not out of responsibility, not for causes or other intangible concepts. It means denying that there is any universal standard of truth, aesthetics, or morality, and contesting wherever it appears the doctrine that life is essentially one-dimensional. It means figuring out how to work together to meet our individual needs, working with each other rather than for or against each other; and when this is impossible, it means preferring strife to submission and domination. Anarchism is the revolutionary idea that no one is more qualified than you are to decide what your life will be.
8 Civic hedonism Western man fills his pantry with groceries, and thinks himself self-sufficient. -Gandhi It was not until later that I realized that the carefree intensity of our friendship was a spell cast into the world for other such friendships, that each dream we realized together was a seed planted for togetherness everywhere and for realized dreams. Poetry is made by all, not one! Self-sacrifice makes it easier to sacrifice others without blushing. What s good for others is good for us, since our relationships with them make up the world in which we live; but serving their needs at our own expense would cheat them of our potential as free and happy companions, which is perhaps the best gift we can offer. Our vision of healthy relationships rests on the notion that self versus other, selfish versus selfless, is a false dichotomy, like all dichotomies. Those who preach self-sacrifice for the greater good are still working from the competitive model of individual-versus-society, as are those who would aspire to an individualist independence; for us, individuals and communities alike are both convergences of threads in the great web of existence, inseparable from one another, corresponding to one another. The freedom and self-determination we cherish are only possible in the context of the culture we create together; yet in order to contribute to that creation, we must create ourselves individually. That is: if you can save yourself, you could save the world but you must save the world to save yourself. A fellowship of friends and lovers As anarchists propose that friendship, or at least family, could be the model for all relationships, we prize above all those qualities which make good friendships possible: reliability, generosity, gentleness. Most of us have been indoctrinated into hierarchy and contention since we were born, and that makes it no small feat to interact in ways that liberate and enable more than cripple still, it happens all the time! Each of us tries to give without demanding in return, to be a person with whom no one must feel ashamed. It s been said that we are against marriage, but the opposite is more true: yes, we emphasize that no one is the property of another, but even more so that everybody on this planet is practically married and we insist that everyone act accordingly. All this is not to say we approach soldiers with flowers when they come for our children nor do we offer corporations our children when they come for our flowers. Sometimes love can only speak through the barrel of a gun.... but it s still up to us to make poetry. Self-determination begins at home Not to be forced by expectation, doctrine, or necessity to claim one fragment of yourself and disown others. Not to take sides within and against yourself, not to play judge and jury constantly at your own trial. Not to protect pristine ignorance with inaction, but to learn from mistakes and thus grow wise. Not to choose one path in life and follow it to the exclusion of all others, but to throw false unity and consistency to the wind to give expression to every impulse and yearning in what you deem its proper time, and appreciate what is fertile in turmoil. To do this knowing you are a part of a community that cherishes you unconditionally and to cherish others in their entirety, as they reflect parts of yourself. To live without the petty squabbles of pecking order and power structure inside any more than around that is the anarchist dream of selfhood. Direct action gets the goods A community in which people direct their own activities and look out for each other does not need a prison or factory built in it to create jobs. A community of people who share their own channels of communication are not at the mercy of any corporate media version of truth. A community of people who make their own music and art and organize their own social events would never settle for the paralyzing spectacle of MTV, let alone computer dating services and pornography. A community of people who know each other s histories and understand each other s needs can work through conflicts without any need for interference from uniformed strangers with guns. The extent to which we can create these communities is the extent to which we can solve the problems we face today, and no legislation or charity will do this for us. Institutions can only be as good as the people who make them work and they usually aren t, anyhow. Solutions from above have proved ineffective over and over: the red tape of medical programs, the inefficiency of social services, the lies of presidents. If you don t trust the people, you can be sure you can t trust the police. Now, finally, I am my own soul s emperor: and my first act is abdication. I m man enough to tell you that I can t put my finger on exactly what my philosophy is now, but I m flexible. Malcolm X, shortly before his death Purity is the opposite of integrity the cruelest thing you can do to a person is make her ashamed of her own complexity. The stories of our lives have no morals. Any single conclusion drawn would be false; the episodes, taken together, are untranslatable, incomparable. If we are to conclude at all, we can only conclude against conclusions. If we bet on anything, it is that it s more important for people to feel that their lives matter than it is for them to keep up appearances. If they sometimes act in ways that suggest otherwise, perhaps it is because it s been so long since they felt they had the choice.
9 All gods, all masters Anarchism is aristocratic anarchists just insist that the elite should consist of everyone, that the struggle of the common man can become the struggle of the uncommon women and men it produces. We have no illusions that there are any shortcuts to anarchy. We don t seek to lead the people, but to establish a nation of sovereigns; we don t seek to be a vanguard of theorists, but to empower a readership of authors; we don t seek to be the artists of a new avant garde, but to enable an audience of performers we don t so much seek to destroy power as to make it freely available in abundance: we want to be masters without slaves. We recognize that power struggles and dynamics will always be a part of human life; many of us have a tyrannical muse we obey, albeit willingly, so we reserve even the right to command and serve, when it pleases us. But, as they say, the only free human beings are the pauper and the king the king being the less free of the two, since his kingdom still encumbers and limits him, while on her luckier days the hobo can feel that the whole of the cosmos exists for the sake of her pleasure and freedom so we prefer not to trivialize ourselves by competing for such fool s gold as ownership or authority. And when struggle is unavoidable, we would still prefer to be at the mercy of the violence and stupidity of other individuals than the violence and stupidity of humanity as it is distilled and marshaled by the State. We re not egalitarians in the old sense: we re not out to pull the rich and powerful down to our level rather, we pity them for not being ambitious enough in their aspirations, and hope they will abdicate to join us in fighting to make it possible for everyone to ascend to greatness (that way, we won t have to guillotine them). We re not against the glory assigned to pop icons and movie stars, per se we just deplore the way it is squandered on distant objects, when it rightfully belongs to the moments of our own heroic lives. We re not against the homage and devotion that the monototheists God receives; we simply find it healthier to devote it to each other. We re not against property, exactly, so much as we are the pettiness of bickering over it: for we understand that to rule the world, we must share it all and not demolish or meddle with it, for that matter. The true pauper king walks the forests of his domain proudly, watching the interactions of the complex ecosystems in awe, knowing the only appropriate conduct for a monarch of such a wonderland is a policy of veneration and non-intervention (except to thwart the occasional logging corporation). We re not waiting for the revolution to give us the rights we deserve; deeming ourselves the highest authorities we need recognize, we grant them to ourselves immediately and therefore make revolution constantly as a way to assert and protect them. We will settle for nothing less than total world domination, for one and all. Anarchists not only deny the authority of God, Chief of Police of the Universe, but also maintain a healthy distrust of his successors: Nature, History, Science, Morality. We don t account any being the right to our unquestioning faith, since even when we esteem others knowledge or judgment better than our own we are still responsible for the choice to trust them. Accordingly, we don t regard any contention or assumption as above dispute, and revel more in moving freely between paradigms than in debating which one is The Truth. We are especially suspicious of experts who would mediate between us and deities or spheres of knowledge, and prefer both to learn about the world and to contact the divine for ourselves. Justice as Judgment we count of little worth: we want to be practical, to solve problems, not to treat human relations and conduct as another economic exchange with righteousness for currency. We apply the idea of personal responsibility only to the extent that it is I could make of my brain a dutiful, if weary, but my senses, serf; willful princes, rebelled, preferring exile to occupation. The anarchist is a very fierce creature. It is first cousin to the gorilla. It kills presidents, princes, executives, likewise sabotages their summits and summer holidays. It has long, unkempt hair on its head and all over its face. Instead of fingernails it has long, sharp claws. The anarchist has many pockets in which it carries rocks, knives, guns, and bombs. It is a night animal. After dark, it gathers in groups, large and small, and plans raids, murders, plagues. Lots are drawn to select who must carry out the work. The anarchist does not like water. It never washes or changes its clothes. It is always thirsty and drinks only salt water. The home of the anarchist is in Europe, especially Italy. Some few have been exported to North America, where they are feared and hated by all decent folks and hunted wherever they show themselves. Papa does not like anarchists a bit. They give him bad dreams, he says. He has given orders to have them caught and put in cages, and he will not allow any more to come into this country if he can help it. If any sneak in, he will have them shot like rabid dogs, Mexicans, mountain lions, and such animals. I practice every day with my rifle so I can shoot these wild beasts when I grow up. -A White House nursery composition, And every god an atheist useful in making our relationships work; otherwise, it is of little interest to us whether a person s soul is damned or redeemed, whether conduct is moral or immoral, whether society or the individual is to blame for a wrong. Let it not be said about us that we hold nothing holy! On the contrary, we hold everything holy. Denying hierarchy means venerating the singular, incomparable beauty of every creature, every feature of the cosmos, every moment. Only appraisal and condemnation are anathema to us. When I am good, I am very very good, but when I am bad I am better. -B. Bardot Without Truth, you are the Looser. -graffito on Lisbon wall, Christmas 2001
10 Gross generalizations All of us have grown up divided and conquered along lines of gender and sexual preference, body type and ethnicity, class and race, bought off with privileges and beaten down with psychological warfare so we ll do our parts to keep the pecking order in place. White supremacy, patriarchy, and heterosexism are the pillars of this civilization. We anarchists fight against these oppressive structures whether we find them in society or ourselves; but we aim for more than the liberation of human beings of all identities we want the liberation of all human beings from identity. We believe there are no universals. Group identities are self-perpetuating fabrications that begin with circumstantial evidence and end by imposing uniformity. There are two genders, for example, like there are only twelve tones in every octave: it seems true when you look at a piano, but try opening your mouth and singing! Though femininity may appear ordained by nature to those who grew up in environments where all women shave their legs and armpits, it is just a generalization drawn from generations of standardized behavior, reinforced by each replication. But as there is no pure femininity, no substance the generalization refers to besides what all the individual instances are perceived to have in common, and so each generation is not the original but a copy the entire paradigm is at risk in every new generation, as it may be transformed... or abandoned. At best, generalizations like class and gender can be used to undo themselves to expose and confront the patterns of oppression that run through individual lives, to find common cause in fighting the invisibility of certain experiences and histories. We want to get beyond these and all categories and conflicts, but it s only going to happen if we begin by addressing them. In men s groups, human beings constructed as men can exchange skills for rewiring their programming; in women-only spaces, those constructed as women can explore similarly without the presence of men interfering. Of course we defend the right of individuals to choose how they want to be identified, if they so desire (though this strikes some of us as analogous to choosing one s masters) and no vision of unbounded life is any excuse to pretend the world is yet free anywhere from power imbalances. But ultimately it is revolution we re after, not reform: we re not petitioning for more rights for special interest groups, Don t liberate me I ll take care of that. or more freedom of movement between established categories we re taking and making our right to make and remake ourselves in every moment, and wrecking the system of divisions in the process! We are feminists who would abolish gender, labor organizers who would abolish work, artists fighting to destroy and transcend art. Our class war is a war against class, against classes and classification. When we say that we are against representation, we do not only mean representative democracy ; we also mean that each of us is an irreducible individual, that none can speak for another. Neither politicians nor abstractions, neither delegates nor demographics can represent us! Anarchists make revolutions, not war Beware of struggle. Not a few radicals get involved in politics because they know everything about resisting and little about anything else. They turn every interaction into a conflict between the forces of good and evil, taking a stand and drawing the line until it really is them against the world. For would-be career agitators, this can be a great way to maintain that career but it accomplishes little else beyond getting people agitated in the strictest sense of the word. Most will just stop paying attention entirely who doesn t already have enough antagonism and unpleasantness to deal with? There are always wars waiting to be fought against, against, against. Fighting these wars perpetuates the dualities that give rise to them. Anarchists anachronize wars, by transcending oppositions. That is revolution. Don t join an existing conflict on its terms and make yourself a pawn of its patterns: define and redefine the terms of the conflict from democracy versus terrorism to freedom versus power, for example! Find ways to make premises subvert themselves, to draw people together in ways they thought impossible, to upset the entire paradigm of struggle. Not a position, but a proposition So if you want to provoke revolt, don t draw a line between yourself and the rest of the world and threaten everyone across it. Don t propagate a universal program, don t campaign for recruits, for heaven s sake don t educate the masses! Forget about persuading people to your opinion encourage them to develop the power to form their own. Everyone having their own ideas is more anarchist than everyone having The Anarchist Idea. Any central organization or recognized authority on revolt can Historians tell of the mighty emperor Darius, who led his troops only stifle self-determination by ordering into the steppes with the intention of subduing the Scythians and it (pun intended). Individuals acting adding their territory to his empire. The Scythians were a nomadic freely, on the other hand, can inspire and people, and when they learned that Darius forces were to descend reinforce liberty and resistance in each upon them, they broke camp and began a slow retreat. They moved other: independence, like all good things, at such a speed that though Darius armies could always descry is available in abundance. It certainly them on the horizon, they were never able to close in. For days they doesn t need to be cannot be doled fled ahead of the invaders then weeks, months, leaving all the out sparingly by a central committee to food in their wake destroyed and all the water poisoned; they led the constituents waiting in breadlines! intruding armies in circles, into the lands of neighboring peoples And when it comes to propaganda, who attacked them, through unbroken deserts where gaunt vultures don t try to say the truth. Meddle with licked bleached bones. The proud warriors, accustomed to flaunting The Truth, undermine it, create a space their bravado in swift, dramatic clashes, were in despair. Darius sent in which new truths can form. Introduce a message with his fastest courier, who was barely able to deliver it questions, not answers though rememto the laziest straggler of the Scythian flank: As your ruler, it read, ber, not all questions end in question I order you to turn and fight! marks. For the revolutionary, the essence If you are our ruler, came the reply, scratched carelessly into a of a statement lies in its effects, not in rock face they came upon the next day, go weep. whether or not it is objectively true Days later, after they had given up all hope, the scouts made out this approach distinguishes her from a line of Scythian horsemen charging forward across the plain. They philosophers and other idle bastards. were waving their swords excitedly and letting out great whoops of enthusiasm. Caught unprepared but relieved at the prospect of doing battle at last, the warriors took up their arms only to discern, To be radical is in confusion, that the Scythians were not charging their lines, but simply to keep up somewhat to the side of them. Looking closer, they made out that with reality. the horsemen were pursuing a rabbit. Upon this humiliation, the No, it s the soldiers threatened mutiny, and Darius was forced to turn back and other way round! leave Scythia in defeat. Thus the Scythians entered history as the most unconquerable of clans by refusing to do battle.
11 Anarchism is a paradox Create momentum!... but it is the kind of paradox we anarchists relish. Urging people to think for themselves, seizing power to abolish it, making war on war, these are all contradictions but it s good tactics to engage in obvious hypocrisy, if you want the rebels to depose you along with other authorities! Flying a black flag to express opposition to flags sounds senseless but, living in the shadow of so many flags that flaglessness is interpreted as acquiescence, it may be sound senselessness. Better a black flag than a white one, anyway! So Create momentum! Don t sit endlessly in meetings, meeting about when you should be meeting to discuss how to conduct your next meeting. If your masochistic comrades feel the unfathomable compulsion to spend weeks, months, years of yammering hammering out the wording of a platform to which they can all pledge themselves, and then further years in internal dissension and rupturing, let them, but don t feel obliged to join in just to prove how committed to the Revolution you are. Don t feel obliged to join in anything this is your revolution! Create momentum! Don t demand change realize it yourself with your actions. All you can accomplish is what you do yourself with your companions, and that s a lot: this is how you keep your dignity in a mad world, how you write your own life story and thus let others know they aren t powerless either. Acting on your desires puts you in touch with them otherwise, you have to put the same energy into disavowing them. Skip down the street if you re happy, burn down a building if it outrages you. Love blossoms on a battlefield it s easier to release yourself to it when you re ready to back it up! When you live out your own most secret wishes, you ll find you express those of others, too. Find yourself projects that engage you, that put you in situations in which you are wholly present in the moment. And don t be afraid of being unrealistic it is precisely the unreal which needs realizing. You can t create unless you can dream. Create momentum! Anarchists don t give instructions we give license. Help others C est triste à dire, mais je ne pense que l on puisse vaincre sans les drapeaux rouges et noirs. Mais il faut détruire ápres. Jean Genet, Paris, 1968 Unfortunately, I don t think we can win without the red and black flags. But they must be destroyed afterwards. give themselves permission to live, by setting precedents and offer support, share skills, create opportunities for the civilians around you to express their own radical desires in action. You ll be surprised who will fight the pigs in the streets, when the chance arises! Don t sighingly sign petitions, pose for the cameras, await some window of opportunity. Do participate in town parades and street festivals, break into abandoned buildings to throw great banners down the sides, start conversations with strangers, challenge everything you thought you knew about yourself in bed, maintain a constant feeling in the air that something is happening. Live as if the future depends on your every deed, and it will. Don t wait for yourself to show up you already have. Grant yourself license to live and tear those shackles to ribbons: Create momentum! Beautiful anarchists desire you These days it can be difficult, even terrifying, to be an anarchist. You may well be one of those people who hides her anarchism, at least in certain situations, lest others (equally scared, and probably by the same things) accuse you of being too idealistic or irresponsible as if politely burying the planet in garbage isn t! You shouldn t be so timid you are not alone. There are millions of us waiting for you to make yourself known, ready to love you and laugh with you and fight at your side for a better world. Follow your heart to the places we will meet. Please don t be too late. OK, I m interested. What do I do next? Not to be brusque, but haven t you been paying attention? We re not trying to get you to convert to a religion or vote for a party here on the contrary. The best and the hardest part of this is that it s entirely in your hands. Full Contact Anarchism: Not a spectator sport! It starts when you care to act, when you do it again after they say no, when you say We, and know who you mean, and each day you mean one more.
12 Rousing conclusion Composed by some anarchists. The we used throughout these texts is the anarchist we: that is, it refers to all who would associate themselves with the statements in question, and to no others. Further material and additional copies of this publication are available free in any quantity from the CrimethInc. Free Press, P.O. Box 13998, Salem, OR U.S.A. for more information, consult Donations, correspondence, and other gifts gladly received in return! A maddeningly incomplete selection of possible titles for further reading could include: 1984 George Orwell Anarchism and the Black Revolution Lorenzo Komboa Ervin Assata: An Autobiography Assata Shakur The Dispossessed Ursula K. Le Guin In some moments, in this insane world, anarchy appears in fragments, whispering of hidden lives that beckon from within this one: those hours you spend with your best friends after work, the remains of a poster pasted on an alley wall, that instant masturbating or making love when you are neither male nor female, fat nor skinny, rich nor poor. In other moments, that insanity is the exception, the fragment, and anarchy is simply the world we live. One hundred thousand of us can found a new civilization, one hundred can transform a city, two can write the bedtime stories our children have been waiting to hear and sow the seeds for millions to come. When one of us defies the protection racket of public opinion and necessity and drops everything to live as she has dreamed, the whole world receives the gift of that freedom. When we fill the streets to dance and blow fire, we can remember with our bodies that we deserve such dances and such space for them. When the ski resorts burn and department store windows shatter, for a moment private property is neither private nor property and we create new relations between ourselves and a cosmos that is suddenly ours, and new, once more. If we risk our lives, it is because we know only by doing so can we make them our own. See you on the front page of the last newspaper those motherfuckers ever print Noam Deguerre, CrimethInc. Black Writers Bloc Feminism is for Everybody: Passionate Politics bell hooks Ishmael Daniel Quinn A Language Older Than Words Derrick Jensen Lies My Teacher Told Me: Everything Your American History Textbook Got Wrong James W. Loewen Living My Life Emma Goldman No Logo Naomi Klein Open Veins of Latin America: Five Centuries of the Pillage of a Continent Eduardo Galeano A People s History of the United States Howard Zinn That s Revolting!: Queer Strategies for Resisting Assimilation edited by Matt Bernstein Sycamore T.A.Z. Hakim Bey The Teenage Liberation Handbook: How to Quit School and Get a Real Life and Education Grace Llewellyn Unjobbing: The Adult Liberation Handbook Michael Fogler Webs of Power: Notes from the Global Uprising Starhawk... not to mention these books from the CrimethInc. ex-workers Collective: Days of War, Nights of Love: Crimethink for Beginners Expect Resistance: A Crimethink Field Manual Recipes for Disaster: An Anarchist Cookbook For access to a wide variety of similar books and resources, contact AK Press / 674-A 23rd St. / Oakland, CA 94612, or look up Cyberspace cadets can scour these websites for further ports of entry to the mysterious anarchist underworld: Thank the heavens I have nothing. Help me not to hate the ones I must destroy.
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517-712-5012 Who is Hector Hernandez Hector L. Hernandez is an author, former law enforcement officer, speaker and trainer. Located in U.S.A. He has over 20 years of experience and is recognized as the
1 Being Present Luke 1:39-55 Presbyterian pastor Mark Labberton tells the story of one his members named Doris. 1 A very active woman with silver-blond hair, Doris was in her eighties. Every Friday morning
Exodus 32 1 When the people saw that Moses was so long in coming down from the mountain, they gathered around Aaron and said, Come, make us gods who will go before us. As for this fellow Moses who brought
11 Detachment, Love, and Forgiveness P E R S O N A L BOUNDARIES Al-Anon recovery is about reclaiming our own lives. We do this by learning to focus on ourselves, build on our strengths, and ask for and
Dear Expectant Mother, We are Lisa and DJ and we ve been married for a very happy twelve years. Having a child is something that we have always dreamed of. Like most people, we assumed it would come naturally
Workshop Objectives: At the end of the session each participant will be able to: 1. Understand their legal obligations when stopped and questioned by the Police 2. Understand their legal rights if arrested
Devotion NT285 CHILDREN S DEVOTIONS FOR THE WEEK OF: LESSON TITLE: The Day of Pentecost THEME: Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to indwell and empower us. Dear Parents SCRIPTURE: Acts 2:1-41 Dear Parents, Welcome
25 True education fosters human values Daivaadheenam Jagathsarvam Sathyaadheenamtu Daivatham That Sathyam Uthamaadheenam Uthamo Paradevatha The whole world is under the control of God; God is subject to
Dear Billy, I am writing to let you know how much I am missing you. I have some good news. I am going to be an auntie. I am so excited about finding out what my sister is having. I am very proud of you,
a threat made in school ADAM S BACKGROUND LEADING UP TO THE CRIME Adam, 15, is the youngest of four children. His parents are divorced. He lives with his mother, has regular contact with his father, and
Pre-Session Warm Up The Golden Calf (Exodus 19-32) Imagine being invited to visit a king in his palace. How would you act? Would you run into the throne room, laughing and talking? Would you ignore the
GOSPEL Mark 10: 35-45 The holy gospel, according to Saint Mark, the tenth chapter. Glory to you, O Lord. 35James and John, the sons of Zebedee, came forward to him and said to him, Teacher, we want you
BOOK 3, PART I, LESSON 5 BEFORE THE ROOSTER CROWS THE BIBLE: Luke 22:54-62 THEME: We remember that Jesus taught about love and showed love in everything he did. During Lent and Easter we remember and celebrate
Graceful Christianity: The Law, Legalism, and Love Matthew 22:34-40 A Sermon Preached by Ernest Thompson June 1, 2014 First Presbyterian Church Wilmington, NC Last Sunday we started a new sermon series
The Little Lost Lamb Inspired by Luke 15:4-6 Written by Wendinne Buss Pictures by Marguerite Acton 2004 General Church Office of Education The Little Lost Lamb from the Office of Education s Early Childhood
Devotion NT267 CHILDREN S DEVOTIONS FOR THE WEEK OF: LESSON TITLE: The Second Coming THEME: Jesus is coming again. SCRIPTURE: Matthew 24:27-31 Dear Parents Welcome to Bible Time for Kids. Bible Time for
Less sson 10 Our Comm mmunity Up to this point we have studied the biblical foundations of Christian stewardship and their application to what we are and have. I hope you have already begun to make these
Five Practices of Fruitful Congregations Radical Hospitality When we began to think about this topic of Radical Hospitality and what images or props would help illustrate it, I put the question to people
A long, long time ago, there lived a very rich prince. He lived in a huge palace with gold and silver ornaments everywhere. He had riches beyond the wildest dreams of ordinary boys and girls. The rooms
BIBLE STUDY (Genesis 2:15-17; 3:1-18) What s This Passage All About? The book of Genesis is about beginnings the beginning of the world, the beginning of humankind, and the beginning of our relationship
Day 29 SCRIPTURE: TO YOU, O Lord, I lift up my soul. O my God, IN YOU I trust, do not let me be ashamed; do not let my enemies exult over me. Indeed, none of those who wait FOR YOU will be ashamed; those
LESSON 12 - The Holy Spirit s Gift To Bear the Fruit of Charity Opening Thoughts Love is the Theological Virtue that encompasses and supports all the other virtues. It is the only virtue which will still
Session 1 : Alive - Ephesians 2:1-10 Rewind We can!t jump into chapter two without first reviewing the first chapter of Ephesians. As was the custom with first century letters, Paul began by identifying
Bible for Children presents THE MAN OF FIRE Written by: Edward Hughes Illustrated by: Lazarus Adapted by: E. Frischbutter Produced by: Bible for Children www.m1914.org 2007 Bible for Children, Inc. License:
LINA AND HER NURSE. SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNI0 N, 200 MULBERRY-STREET, N. Y. LINA AND HER NURSE. SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION, 200 MULBERRY-STREET, NEW YORK. LINA AND HER NURSE. L INA lived away in that land of the East
The American Legion MEDIA & COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE P.O. BOX 1055 INDIANAPOLIS, IN 46206 (317) 630-1253 Fax (317) 630-1368 For God and Country VETERANS DAY SPEECH 2015 The American Legion M&C DIVISION October