As I feel I must, I always need warn you, I am no academic, historian or particularly intelligent individual,

So read into what I’m saying as linguistic drivel for this day, not some ingrained thinking to wrestle with.

Some talk of systems as though they're eternal, and can be organized in such a way to never change,

This I do not believe, we move from system to system as they degrade, reforming for the light of day.

Democracy to me, is not about obsessing tedious historical systems of political representation,

As no matter what system we put in place, corruption and stagnation will eventually take hold.

Instead, it’s available tools and ability of everyday people to find commonality with each other,

And in so doing, push upon hardened systems of divisive power to represent their shared goals.

It is not a lawful system of indifferent representation by glitzy celebrities and agents of greed,

This is its form emerging from feudalism and capital’s counting constraint - but it can be more.

It can expand into workplace organization, be more proportionally arranged, and participatory.

To me, it is the conscious glue of everyday people, the conversations uniting beyond divisions,

Allowing them acknowledge how ruling classes have distorted their common lived experience,

Opening opportunity to coordinate shared will into mass action around relational intersection,

To thrust upon the system changes which reflect a broad awareness of greater humane good.

But within a people’s democracy, without these shared conversations occurring at ground level,

The system will only exist as a historical precedent, edging into authoritarianism and dictatorship.

Democracy to me, is not a system, though its thinking upon the system changes the governance form,

And it is not eternal, and can never be systemized, because it is a moment between different systems,

It occurs in crisis, when everyday people talk to each other, understanding similarities and differences,

And from chatter, resound a pattern to construct a world where they may live equally in common love.

It is the anarchy of a failing system into a new governance form.

A blending of social thoughts about a body's experience into an ever coalescing conversational tone,

And the representative bodies channeling thoughts into images of a people's organizing movement.

But a thought without a contained body, only swirls in darkness,

And a body devoid of a churning mind, is a spark idle unmoved.

But anarchy and democracy have always stood close side by side,

And they are as love feels, filling our emptiness with solidarity for all,

And also as love fades, a shared sentiment that need be renewed.

For we forget love, to remember its feeling,

And by doing so, continue to move forward,

Raying as afterglow, holding light for a time,

Fading in darkness, so brilliance breaks forth.