The Ultimate And Most Important Revolutionary Aspiration:

I Am Not Christ Or A Philanthropist, Old Lady, I Am All The Contrary Of A Christ.

It Is Not Just A Simple Game, It Is A Weapon Of The Revolution.

My Nostrils Dilate While Savoring The Acrid Odor Of Gunpowder And Blood… Crazy With Fury I Will Stain My Rifle Red While Slaughtering Any Surrendered Enemy That Falls In My Hands! With The Deaths Of My Enemies I Prepare My Being For The Sacred Fight And Join The Triumphant Proletariat With A Bestial Howl!

We Must Carry The War Into Every Corner The Enemy Happens To Carry It, To His Home, To His Centers Of Entertainment: A Total War. It Is Necessary To Prevent Him From Having A Moment Of Peace, A Quiet Moment Outside His Barracks Or Even Inside; We Must Attack Him Wherever He May Be, Make Him Feel Like A Cornered Beast Wherever He May Move. Then His Moral Fiber Shall Begin To Decline, But We Shall Notice How The Signs Of Decadence Begin To Disappear.

We Are Not The Ones Who Create Revolutions. It Is The Imperialist System And Its Allies, Internal Allies, The Ones Who Create Revolution.