Gantoris
Bluelighter
Not mine but needs to be shared.
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
the same. 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 very realizations that each of 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 the 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. I am a raver, and this
is my manifesto.
-SE7EN-
-EOF-
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I LIKE PORK!
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
the same. 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 very realizations that each of 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 the 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. I am a raver, and this
is my manifesto.
-SE7EN-
-EOF-
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I LIKE PORK!
