Sunday March 5th we gathered on the RC field. The air was tense, no visible rage just a steeled determination. No one knew just what was coming next but we knew it was something big.
A moment of silence punctuated our uphill march as a helicopter circled above, everything stood in stilled silence for a second. The eyes of the state on full display as the first fire work lead the path as a battle cry echoed across the forest and we charged the hill.
Fireworks and rocks broke the cops will to fight as the gate was cut and the site used to kill the forest was flooded by those who came to defend its life.
We tore, cut, smashed, and burned. Screamed and pushed the cops into a panicked retreat as we leveled months of their work in minutes and left shattered pieces of the mans glass jaw in the ashes.
They lash out at us now because we are winning. They escalate repression because we are winning. But we will keep winning not just here in so called Atlanta but we must attack all across these so called states.
The money and power that seek to kill us and destroy Weelaunee are nationwide and so our movement must be nationwide. A net of resistance to vast to comprehend and too resilient to suppress.
Remember how fireworks shattered their will, imagine how they would flee from real counter fire. Reality is the battlefield but so called America, all of it is the backdrop.
BE BRAVE AND I WILL BE BRAVE WITH YOU
WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER UNTIL WE ARE ALL FREE
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