Metal from Heaven Quotes

“I’ll renounce nothing. I’ll bear the torch of a better tomorrow until I die. Unalone toward dawn we go.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“Being a Hereafterist is a commitment to creating a brand-new world all the time. It is the method of making a new world, it does not stop, we are never there yet. We have never arrived at a restful Hereafter, we must keep making. We will become a liberated collective, a plague will roll over us, and a famine, and fifty thousand bullets, and we will need to make choices. We will need to change. We must resist the ossification of precedent. We march toward Hereafter, not tomorrow, we march past tomorrow, we know tomorrow will be hard. Hereafterists raid prisons and free prisoners. Hereafterists kill bosses and hierophants and the hereditary rulers of the world. Hereafterists farm and teach and dance and die often.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“Hereafterists are champions of faith in all. We know that this evil is a machine made of history, it is created, it can be dismantled. We can try something else. We can make a way to be together without being above each other. Everyone can use everything. No one can keep the devices used to make the world to themselves. No borders, no punishment for movement. No wage clock, no work as a method for managing the masses ’til they’re too exhausted to rise up and kill you. No enforcers. No rules besides the Choir’s one.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“When few rule the many, they must use force to take what they want, and demonstrate force not just to keep it, but to snuff the fires of contradiction from the collective. People above must do this. This is a quality of being above. Someone must be below, and to be below is to be bereft and suffer. “The scripts of history show the above how to remake what’s been made, and the way to do that’s violence. Killing”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“Know I adore you.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“Know that I adore you.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“When I rose I told her I’d return, and she didn’t tell me otherwise. I’d never seen her so willing to be sweetly touched. She metabolized it poorly but better than I would’ve.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“Praise the Torn Child. I have nothing to offer you besides what I’m always offering you, my breath, not the fruit of my thievery but the practice of it, the gesture which is an object in and of itself. I give my love, my grief, my cut red hands. Praise be the blur you leave in your wake. The smear between dignity and indignity, kindness and unkindness, the prefix and its root. There is no religion about you but I will loyally and devotedly pretend. I grow up, my band goes out, we pillage together and bring home our spoils, and I recite the story of your torture and of mine. I say your name every time I’m tattooed, when I’m branded, when my wounds are sewn shut and patched over.”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven

“The why’s twofold. Intertwined and simultaneous. The first why is that Yann the man is evil. He claims ownership of the tools and the fruits of other people’s work and smashes those who ask for scraps beneath his heel. His actions stain the earth. The remedy to this is your little knife. You kill him, he’ll butcher no more workers. Second reason why,” Uthste said, “is why the first emperor of Bellona sacked the patchwork city-states”
― August Clarke, Metal from Heaven