When a rooster wanna crow. When a rooster wanna crow. 

And the altar will not fit another skull; and there are no more volunteers. 

And into which all again merges in time.

You still got the on and off switch. You still have the option of turning it on or turning it off, you have the option to buy this and to not buy that, you have the option to listen to good music or to shit you don’t wanna hear. Those things are still within your power. 

Instead of going through theories let me give some direct examples. 

We believe in the resurrection of the dead. We believe in the resurrection of the righteous. 

I am that, thou art that, all this is that. 

...And I am sometimes really disappointed that many of us can assume that we are these radical activists but we don’t know how to reflect on the food that we put in our own bodies, we don’t realize the extent to which we are implicated in the whole process of capitalism by participating uncritically in the food politics offered us by the “great” corporations.