Revolution!
I haven’t think of the words to the Beatles’ ‘Revolution #9’:
“…number 9, number 9, number 9…”
Shaking my head, I wonder at how artsy-fartsy they got and turn my attention to the words to ‘Revolution’:
“You say you want a revolution, well, you know, we all want to change the world…”
Revolution is in the air. Mostly it smells like Molotov cocktails and tear gas, but still there’s something intoxicating about the topic. The 4th of July. Bastille Day. All those hipsters running around in Che Guivera shirts not knowing a darn thing about him. Viewed through the right lens, even Jesus was a revolutionary.
There’s just something exciting about the upheaval and the possibilities. Nothing will be as it was. Everything is up for question. Anything can happen.
So, ficlyteers, give me revolution! Not a challenge or anything, but I thought I’d throw the topic out there and see what popped up.
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