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Oh, if I possessed the magic ring I dreamed of last night! It was a wonderful talisman, secreted — I fancied in the dream — by the goddess of the Social Revolution. I saw her quite distinctly: tall and commanding, the radiance of all-conquering love in her eyes. She stood at my bedside, a smile of surpassing gentleness suffusing the queenly countenance, her arm extended above me, half in blessing, half pointing toward the dark wall. Eagerly I looked in the direction of the arched hand-there, in a crevice, something luminous glowed with the brilliancy of fresh dew in the morning sun. It was a heart-shaped ring cleft in the center. Its scintillating rays glorified the dark corner with the aureole of a great hope. Impulsively I reached out, and pressed the parts of the ring into a close-fitting whole, when, lo! the rays burst into a fire that spread and instantly melted the iron and steel, and dissolved the prison walls, disclosing to my enraptured gaze green fields and woods, and men and women playfully at work in the sunshine of freedom. And then … something dispelled the vision. I am in no way making fun of Alexander Berkman here, but I’d really like to see a mashup of Prison Memoirs of an Anarchist and Sailor Moon.
but seriously, magic is anti-capitalist
it’s like stealing but you don’t have to worry about getting someone fired
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