Any day, any month of any year.

Droughts Floods Earthquakes Eruptions Contamination. Current and future pandemics. Assassinations of leaders of native peoples, defenders of human rights, guardians of the Earth. Gender violence escalating to genocide against women -the stupid suicide of humanity. Racism not infrequently hidden behind almsgiving. Criminalization and persecution of difference. The irremediable condemnation of forced disappearances. Repression in response to legitimate demands. Exploitation of the many for the few. Large projects for the destruction of territories. Desolate villages. Millions displaced, hidden under the figure of “migration.” Endangered species or just a name in the “prehistoric animals” folder. Gigantic earnings of the richest of the richest on the planet. Extreme misery of the poorest of the needy in the world. The tyranny of money. Virtual reality as a false exit from real reality. Dying national states. Each individual a strange enemy. The lie as a government program. The frivolous and superficial as ideals to be achieved. Cynicism as a new religion. Death as a daily routine. War. Always the war.

The storm sweeping away everything, whispering, advising, shouting:

Surrender!

Surrender!

SURRENDER!

And yet …

There, near and far from our lands and skies, there is someone. A woman, a man, unoa otroa [a two-spirited person], a group, a collective, an organization, a movement, an original people, a neighborhood, a street, a town, a house, a room. In the smallest, most forgotten, farthest corner, there is someone who says “NO.” That they say quietly, that is barely audible, that they scream it, that they live and die it. And they rebel and resist. Someone. You have to look for them. You have to find them. You have to listen to them. You have to learn them.

Even if we have to fly to hug them.

Because, after all, flying is just another way of walking. And, well, walking is our way of fighting, of living.

So, on the Journey for Life, what do we look forward to? We look forward to looking at your heart from you. We hope it is not too late. We hope… everything.

I attest.
SupGaleano.
Planet Earth … or what’s left of her.

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Published by Enlace Zapatista July 6, 2021 in Spanish (and available in other European languages) at https://enlacezapatista.ezln.org.mx/2021/07/06/volantem-est-alio-modo-gradiendi/ and translated into English by the Chiapas Support Committee.

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