There is a glorious, definite path marked ahead of me. A puissant force is propelling me toward a most magick moment, urging and prodding with strong yet soothing tendrils.
'Tis now obvious - to me, at least - that the current state of affairs requires a different, revolutionary style of thought and a new course of action for those who will see humanity rise stronger - or not at all.
Let Creationists rise with their pitchforks, then! Let Anarchists plant their bombs, let Satanists don their Baphomet-masks and Muslims proclaim their fatwas - let them mete it out on battlefields political, theological or physical, and let us play the double-, triple-, Aleph-ple-agent, offering a helping hand here, sweeping a mighty foot there so as to ensure the battle is fair and as destructive as possible.
As Li-Bai once said:
"The birds have vanished into the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains."

Namaste.