Resist the Trivial and Explore the Magnificent

Even from the years of teenaged rebellion and the restless fascination with being a shining sun, we all have an iceberg of temptation towards revolution.

To revolt is not necessarily a call to arms for those that resist the status quo and seek to uproot it from the world.  Revolution is an acknowledgement that what is, does not always translate to what ought to be.  It’s a signification that because something is trivial, or common-place, does not make it inherently invaluable or true.  Collective agreement can be a strong force in the establishment and does hold its merit in bringing about a stable sense of wants and needs.  But what is tricky is understanding how, through all of our collective and complex agreements, past all of the examples of resisting change, we continue to be brilliantly ambivalent towards what is currently occurring.  So what then can we make of a revolution? Whether it be artistic, political, or social, what can be said about how we develop as a whole because of it.  Is it our reasoning that is flawed? How can we “do it right” the first time? Perhaps there may be no “right” because it is only through diversification and change that we grow.


Many of us associate revolution with some of the following—pain, suffering, violence, disgust and disillusion.  A sobering and intense wake-up to what has been happening.  I think a lot of these emotions and reactions stem from the magnitude of the topics.  For example, I personally could not comprehend the emotional toll of El Salvadorian citizens following the events of El Mozote; a cost that continues to be taken to this day.  Hearing first hand of the actions taken by the powerful is sobering enough to begin to understand why a call to arms was taken against the political machine.  It was enough to realize that even with sincere and noble objectives, it may take a dance with the devil to overcome some of the most atrocious actions.  Maybe that’s a reality that many of us have a hard time understanding in a reality that consists of commenting on civil violence instead of being a victim of orchestrated massacres.

So where does love come into the picture? I suppose it depends on where you’re looking for it.  Love can take on so many forms and manifest itself in the most severe of actions.  But love can also be found in subtle places; like the brush of a flower on a warm day, or in a recited poem to the heavens.  Love in revolution has been championed by many; anyone from Nelson Mandel to Ghandi.  But I think the photo you see above says something more than non-violent protest.  I think it says that love is quite literally at the center of any revolution.  Love for change.  Love for what can be.  Love for an idea.  Love for each other.


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