Many years ago (I think back in 1987), I had a vision of being in #PortlandME, on a hill by the ocean (Munjoy Hill), at a protest, and was assassinated (shot in the back). That vision has never scared me off, and I even organized protests in that spot... Because, to know that I might die defending the rights of others to exist (and Mother Earth to flourish), and to possibly die standing up for what I believe is right, is to die as a warrior. And to be a warrior for human rights and Mother Earth is what is so needed right now. I'm not afraid to die. And I'm not afraid to live. I've lived my life fully, and have had close brushes with death. But to me, to die a coward is a fate worse than death.
#USPol #Authoritarianism #DefendTheSacred #DefendHumanRights #DefendMotherEarth

