dangermouse
Bluelighter
hi all, someone emailed me this thought you'd enjoy it.
> Love to you all.....
>
> WorldWide Clubbers Manifesto
>
> Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of
> choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology. Our religion
> of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our
> politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian though
> we know it will never be.
>
> You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may
> be unaware of our existence. We can only hope you do not care to judge us,
> because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not
> disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children. We are
> one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical
> geography, and time itself. We are The Massive. One Massive.
>
> We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous,
> muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing
> a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring. We
> were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness,
> and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all equal. Not
> only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music
> slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.
> And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our
> backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to
> strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits. Pushing us to
> turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by
> sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical
> bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors,
> atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very
> instant, with these initial realizations that each of us was truly
> born.
>
>
> We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings
> you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one
> night. Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most
> intense, most hedonistic form. In these makeshift spaces, we seek
> to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have
> been unable to stabilize and secure for us. We seek to relinquish
> our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints
> you've put on us for your own peace of mind. We seek to re-write
> the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since
> the moment we were born. Programming that tells us to hate, that
> tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and
> most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells
> us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through
> mazes and on hamster wheels. Programming that tells us to eat
> from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of
> nourish ourselves with our own capable hands. Programming that
> tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
>
> Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the distopian
> reality of a world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our
> brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the
> values we believe in: Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity,
> Harmony, Expression, Responsibility and Respect.
>
> Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information.
> Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you
> need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence. But know
> that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any
> given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you
> can never shut down the entire party. You don't have access to that switch,
> no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat
> will never fade. The party will never end.
> And this is my manifesto.
> Love to you all.....
>
> WorldWide Clubbers Manifesto
>
> Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of
> choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology. Our religion
> of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our
> politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian though
> we know it will never be.
>
> You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may
> be unaware of our existence. We can only hope you do not care to judge us,
> because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not
> disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children. We are
> one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical
> geography, and time itself. We are The Massive. One Massive.
>
> We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous,
> muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing
> a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring. We
> were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness,
> and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all equal. Not
> only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music
> slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.
> And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our
> backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to
> strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits. Pushing us to
> turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by
> sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical
> bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors,
> atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very
> instant, with these initial realizations that each of us was truly
> born.
>
>
> We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings
> you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one
> night. Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most
> intense, most hedonistic form. In these makeshift spaces, we seek
> to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have
> been unable to stabilize and secure for us. We seek to relinquish
> our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints
> you've put on us for your own peace of mind. We seek to re-write
> the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since
> the moment we were born. Programming that tells us to hate, that
> tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and
> most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells
> us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through
> mazes and on hamster wheels. Programming that tells us to eat
> from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of
> nourish ourselves with our own capable hands. Programming that
> tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
>
> Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the distopian
> reality of a world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our
> brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the
> values we believe in: Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity,
> Harmony, Expression, Responsibility and Respect.
>
> Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information.
> Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you
> need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence. But know
> that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any
> given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you
> can never shut down the entire party. You don't have access to that switch,
> no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat
> will never fade. The party will never end.
> And this is my manifesto.