today is mayday. a labour's day. the day supposed to be for liberation. many people stand for what is right, the truth, the reason to believe. and think about all the desire on this earth, i would say that every now and then, people will choose what they believe in.
here in place where i live now, it is celebrated as the national holiday. the class of workers is the engine of revolution. their stance in the production line makes them in the middle of the social ladder, the in-between class, the most sensitive amongst the settled ones. they could generate a revolution because of this state of mind amid the social condition. a fruit of mere industrialisation, the invention in every century.
today's mayday, lets just call it a day. a wrap. road that once has been chosen is the one than has been travelled. while the road less preferred has strecthed as long as it could, finds its own path. the time we make up our mind, is the time we take one over another. the road taken will follow its line, close another option and open for the new option. like goo goo dolls said: every new beginning comes from other beginning's end.
mayday in early spring. weird, i feel so much relieved now.
