by Ambrosia
Under the yoke of capital, many among us struggle to see a way out. We become disaffected, believing this to be our only place in life, or we lash out at our comrades, blaming ourselves for being unable to solve the problems which we confront. Indeed our struggle feels, at times, insurmountable. We fight against a globe-spanning hegemony of a system, and many who have come before us have seemingly failed in doing exactly that which we seek to do now. How do we hold hope in a situation like this?
