Faking on Activism?

I long to be a real, hardcore activist… but I’m not really sure how.

If being an activist means standing strong in what one considers to be absolute truth, making certain that when the world shoves you and the stuff that you love deeply … that you fight back… well if it means those things then Id have to say I’m pretty active. However if it means standing on a picket line or chaining myself to a moving truck of undeserving prisoners, then I haven’t really mastered the art yet. I’m down though… I’m all for fighting the cause FOR the cause. But I don’t seem to have many experiences like those under my belt.

It’s kind of corny to just fight for the sake of fighting though. I conclude that I am an activist simply because my mind says that I am. Just as it tells me that I am an author and an artist among other personal truths. I know how I feel when I hear something that is not quite right. I know that I speak up with distinction when the situation calls for such. I know that I can sleep at night with the decisions that I make regarding freedom, eco-friendly shopping, and “buying black”. Sometimes my statements are a little subtle and subdued… but they are ALWAYS real and firm. Fight the Power.