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Old thread here.

The rules of The Cuddle Puddle are as follows:
We did an okay job following the rules last thread, but here they are again just as a reminder:
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LittleMinx said:
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.
I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
sorry if you've heard that a hundred times before
[This message has been edited by Little Minx (edited 18 March 2001).]
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I had refreshed for like... 6 minutes and BAM unlocked. :P
<3 you RLaBS
 
im always winning hahahaha, except for this time. I thought...nm you know what i thought, well mat does....i iz getting buzzed. computers=complicated

socal: i seen that shit and LAUGHED SO FUCKING HARD!!!! beer almost came out my nose, i also like noooooooooo one has replied to it
 
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rollinlikeabigshot said:
im always winning hahahaha, except for this time. I thought...nm you know what i thought, well mat does....i iz getting buzzed. computers=complicated

socal: i seen that shit and LAUGHED SO FUCKING HARD!!!! beer almost came out my nose, i also like noooooooooo one has replied to it
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Someone closed it lol.
Wtf is it? A journal? Haha
 
cept i doubt blazifs dog is a player....seriously, if my ol man aint home he is all up in my shit, but once he gets home...dog dont give to shits about me unless he wants a belly scratch, or to lay in my bed.

Fuckin punkass dog lol
 
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