We are the Zapatista National Liberation Army. For ten years, we lived in these mountains, preparing to fight a war. In these mountains, we built an army. Below, in the cities and plantations, we did not exist. Our lives were worth less than those of machines and animals. We were like stones, like weeds in the road...This is who we are..The voice that arms itself to be heard.The face that hides itself to be seen.The name that hides itself to be named. The red star who calls out to humanity and the world to be heard, to be seen, to be named..."