Jessa Barclay is a young rebel in her early 20s fighting the American
It’s almost funny.
For me, this all just started out of teenage rebellion.
The idea that you should always question
everyone and everything.
That what my parents
and my government believe in
was completely contradictory
to the belief of loving thy neighbor and
looking out for one another,
which the holy book claimed was what you wanted.
I don’t HATE you.
I just hate the people who claim to represent you.
Who kill, who steal, who rape, who suppress,
all in the name of Jesus Christ.
The other revolutionaries wouldn’t like me saying it,
but I do love the idea of loving thy neighbor.
I wish that after you died,
there would be more to look forward to
with your loved ones in the afterlife,
but how can that be reconciled with Imperial law?
I’d rather burn forever for fighting for what is right
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