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On a typical bleak winter night on this grey prison island, during a typical poster sticking session, we hung a banner, in the Easton area, as a minimal sign of solidarity with our anarchist nihilist comrade Alfredo Cospito, who is on hunger strike since 20th October & is in conflict with the Italian fascist state after it put him in the torturous isolation prison system of 41 bis.
Our hearts are still with anarchist comrade Toby Shone who is also on partial hunger strike in solidarity with Alfredo.
Some shadows in the mist
Για να δώσουμε μια πιο σφαιρική εικόνα για την ζωή και τις ιδέες του Renzo Novatore, συμπεριλαμβάνουμε στην Ελληνική έκδοση τα πρόσθετα κείμενα που έχουν συμπεριληφθεί και στην Αγγλική έκδοση: η εισαγωγή του μεταφραστή στα Αγγλικά, η εισαγωγή από την Ιταλική έκδοση του Verso il Nulla Creatore και τα απομνημονεύματα του Enzo Martucci
– Δ.Ο. ΕΗΦ
Click Here : Προς το δημιουργικό μηδέν (Renzo Novatore)
Source: Blessed is the Flame
Title: Fragmen: Kekerasan
Translator: Rudal Jelajah
size file: 1,49 MB format file pdf
Download free from this link: Fragment: kekerasan oleh L
Original text in English can be found here in the zine ‘Anarchy: Civil or Subversive?’
ACTIVE HOPELESSNESS AND PESSIMISM AS A BATTLE ZONE.
I admire the comrades who find in the heat of the struggle against the harmfulness of this world reasons to smile even when their freedom is curtailed and their lives crushed… I really admire it, but I will be true to my pessimism and sadness (perhaps pathological) when I say that I would feel complicit in being happy when looking around me I find nothing but misery, prisons, abuses, in short: When every morning when I wake up I realize that this cruel reality is still here.
To conceive of myself as pessimistic, negative, nihilistic (I won’t get rid of more adjectives than these) doesn’t really make me the enemy of joy. The pleasure of living a life according to my principles: The pleasure of constant tension and confrontation with “their” world is not alien to me… However, my true joy will only be possible when all this that I abhor disappears. I may not live long enough to feel it and see it with my own eyes, but that does not discourage me….
There is nothing comfortable about the negativity I seek to practice. I do not believe, unlike what some practice, that being in conflict with reality is a reason to stop fighting and, on the contrary: Far from a passive and hedonistic attitude of hopelessness that only destroys in our minds-bodies we have to aim at who destroys us, and not destroy ourselves. To aim at bleeding and conscious targets, to finish with the edifices time will take care of: There are no material apprehensions with my life nor with that of the enemy… Detachment is total.
I have decided to subvert sadness and transform sorrow into rage… May the tears of so many crushed, chained and tormented individuals be the acid that dissolves the foundations of this world… Of this civilization that has made of joy a merchandise that only some can have and that has made that so many others must pay for it from their misery losing their life in it…
Do not destroy yourself, destroy them….
Not having hope is not an excuse to vegetate,
Not having hope makes it possible for you to throw yourself into the conflict without fear of losing, we can only lose our chains.
The weeping will cease when this world falls,
Maybe we won’t enjoy those honeys, or see the fruits of our efforts, but I won’t rest in fatalism and I’ll shorten the road…
Source: Contra Info
We share this poster in memory of Sebastián Oversluij Seguel, killed in 2013 by a bank guard in the state-controlled region of Chile, when he was preparing to carry out a bank expropriation.
8 years after his assassination: Action, Memory and Revenge for
Sebastián Oversluij “Pelao Angry”.
On December 11, 2013, during a bank expropriation, Sebastián Oversluij “Pelao Angry”, a fellow Anarcho-Nihilist Antispecist, who upon entering the bank branch armed with a submachine gun was shot down by William Vera, the filthy Mercenary/Guard of the Banco Estado de Chile, in the commune of Pudahuel, Santiago.
“Throw yourself, dream that the praxis becomes stronger
animals alone there is no one to stop us
not even a thousand walls can stop the idea that the head contains
open the way
imagine every fence on the ground
no matter the failure of society
perhaps novel friends there’s nothing more beautiful
than to feel free of its laws imploring the delight of death
of civilization at sunset
I reach a thousand destructive dreams in the dark
fire feeds my senses
whimpering of the insurrectionary herd
to be fertile ground to live and die in search of total liberation.
The idea is in the mind with actions it is created
of versatile villages
affinities in the fight
for not being prisoners nor victims of imposed tasks
for the freedoms you desire
and if thousands of limits surround us
every material within your reach employs.”
(Fragment song “La Idea”, Palabras en conflicto, 2012)
COMPAÑERXS SEBASTIÁN OVERSLUIJ SEGUEL PRESENTE!