We are The Wandering Jew, mystic vandal nomads, traveling the Earth in service of life and in search of the totality of the soul. We seek Nefesh in the worms winding through the dirt, and in the water carving through mountains. We seek Ruach in the acts of our comrades, in every lit molotov, in every brick thrown through a storefront window, in every cop car smashed by insurgents, in every free meal. And we seek Neshamah in the air that lends its presence to our bodies to remind us that we do in fact belong to this Earth; that we do in fact inhabit HaOlam (the Universe) as Shechina (the presense of God) inhabits us. We are the rebel prophets, speaking the language of the universe and enacting the revolutionary desire for life.
We stand against the many headed leviathan known as colonialism, industrialism, civilization amongst other names. We stand against capitalism which has worked tirelessly to drain our lives of art and to drain our art of meaning. We stand against fascism which seeks simply our eradication. We stand against the state and all forms of authority, whose self-imposed rule attempt time and time again to command how we should live and how we should exist with those around us.
Our desires are steadfast. Whether we are laboring, creating, praying, or on rare occasion finding ourselves at rest, we desire only for joy, for a life in common, for a live worth living. We find this in the power formed though our bonds; in the streets surrounded by rebels seeking the same free life; in the mountains and in the forests and on the beaches where you don’t pay rent to sleep in a tent. Where there is music, dancing, fist-fights, and blessings over wine – where life is happening uninterrupted by the machines of society – that is the dimension where we exist, in the liminal space between liberation and death.
From the Baal Shem Tov to Walter Benjamin, Isaac Luria to Emma Goldman, The Maharal to Franz Kafka to Judith to Baruch Spinoza; from Barbra Streisand to Abbie Hoffman, and Jesus Christ to David Graeber. The mystic and incendiary revolts are not separate but one. And we will continue to feed the flame, as we have throughout the centuries, until every soul is free.