Apr 21, 2006 19:36
Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment 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 wish not to be judged by our choices. We are not criminals or
disillusioned nor are we drug addicts. We are the air you wish to breathe. We were first
drawn by the sound. The music is melting our souls and there, we realize one enigma:
We are all equal. And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel creator at our souls pushing us
forward to push ourselves to strengthen our mind and bodies. At this we turn to the person
beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from
creating this magical air that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors and
atrocities of the outside world. We continue to pack our bodies in warehouses youve
abandoned, and we bring life to them. Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in its purest, most
intense form. There, we seek ourselves. We seek freedom from the shackles and torture
youve put on us for our own peace of mind. We want to destroy the programs that tell us
to hate, that tell us to judge, that tell us to stuff ourselves into nearest and smallest
hole possible. Programs that even tell us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops,
and run through mazes confused. Programs that tell us to eat from metal utensils that you
are trying to feed us, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands. Programs
that tell us to close our minds, instead of open them.
We dance fiercely until the sun explodes 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 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 this: you may shut down any given party, night, city,
country or continent on this planet; you can never shut down the Entire party. The music
will never stop the heartbeat will never fade. The sole will never burn out. The party
will never end. I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
.you.can.hate.me.now.but.i.wont.stop.now.
.one.bass.one.love.one.drum.