Title:
Raver's Manifesto
Author: Nikki
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 maybe 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 35 Hz 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 realisations
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 stabilise and secure for us.
We seek to relinquish our inhibitions,
and free ourselves from the shackle's 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 dis-utopian 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.
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 maybe 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 35 Hz 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 realisations
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 stabilise and secure for us.
We seek to relinquish our inhibitions,
and free ourselves from the shackle's 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 dis-utopian 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.
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