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*.::.a.R.i.E.l.::.*

.::.a.K.a.::.

.::.F.l.O.u.N.d.E.r.::.

rAvE fOr tHe PeOpLe:]

RaVe FoR ThE mUsIc::.:.

rAvE fOr tHe lOvE
rAvE tO ThE gRaVe_





tHeRe iS nOtHiNg yOu cAn dO

tHaT i hAVe nOt aLrEaDy dONe tO mYSelF





.:.P.E.A.C.E.:.

LeTtInG gO Of fEaR aNd lIvInG aT PeAcE WiTh OnEsElF, oNe AnOtHeR, aNd ThE pLaNeT fOr A gReAtEr GoOd.

.:.L.O.V.E.:.

aS oNe LeArNs tO lOvE OnEsElF, oNe iS aBlE tO lOvE EvErYoNe eLsE uNcOnDiTiOnAlLy.

.:.U.N.I.T.Y.:.

a MuTuAl, cOrPoRaTe bOnD iS fOrMeD rEsUlTiNg fRoM tHe LoVe aNd pEaCe eXpErIeNcEd wItH oNe aNoThEr.

.:.R.E.S.P.E.C.T.:.

bEcAuSe oF PeAcE, LoVe, aNd UnItY, oNe cAn aCcEpT oThErS rEgArDlEsS oF tHeIr bElIeFs oR bAcKgRoUnD.

.:.R.E.S.P.O.N.S.I.B.I.L.I.T.Y.:.

tO eDuCaTe oNeSeLf oN tHe eFfEcTs oF dRuGs bEfOrE iNgEsTiNg tHEm





The Raver 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, &&& 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, &&& 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, &&& our spirits.

Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands &&& 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, &&& 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, &&& 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 &&& 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, &&& run through mazes &&& 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 &&& sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, &&& of the values we believe in:

Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony, Expression, Responsibility &&& 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, &&& this is my manifesto.




wOnDeRfUl wOnDeRoUs wOndEr




dOnT uNdErStImAtE tHe pOwEr oF lOVe




i bElIeVe wItH tHe aDvEnT oF aCiD wE dIsCoVeReD nEw wAy tO tHiNk aNd iT hAd tO dO wItH pIeCiNg tOgEtHeR nEw tHoUgHtS oF mInD wHy iS iT tHaT PeOpLe tHiNk iTs sO eViL wHaT iS iT aBoUt iT tHaT sCaReS pEoPlE sO dEePlY bEcAuSe tHeY aRe aFrAiD tHaT tHeRe iS mOrE tO rEaLiTy tHaN tHeY hAvE EvEr cOnFrOnTeD tHaT tHeIr aRe dOoRs tHaT tHeY aRe aFrAiD tO gO iN aNd tHeY dOnT wAnT uS tO gO iN tHeIr eItHeR bEcAuSe iF wE gO iN tHeRe wE mIgHt lEaRn sOmEtHiNg tHaT tHeY dOnT kNoW aNd tHaT mAkEs uS a LiTtLe oUt oF tHeIr cOnTrOl









tHeRe iS nO sOuL wItHoUt mUsIc

tHeRe iS nO bEaUtY wItHoUt cOlOr

tHeRe iS nO LiFe wItHoUt aRt







wItHoUt eMoTiOnS

wItHoUt fEeLiNgS

wItHoUt lOvE

wItHoUt hAtE

tHe rEsT iS jUsT a ClOcK

tIcKiNg

TiCkInG

tIcKiNg




tHIs iS yOUr lIFe

gOOd tO tHe lASt dROp

dOeSnT gEt aNy bEtTeR tHAn tHIs

tHIs iS yOUr lIFe

aNd iTs eNdInG oNe mInUtE aT a tImE

oNlY aFtEr dIsAsTeR cAn wE bE rEsUrReCtEd

iTs oNlY aFtEr yOuVe lOsT eVeRyThInG

tHaT yOuRe fReE tO dO aNyThInG

nOtHiNg iS sTaTiC

eVeRyThInG iS aPpAlInG
EvErYtHiNg iS fAlLiNg aPaRt

yOu aRe nOt a bEaUtIfUl aNd uNiQuE sNoWfLaKe

yOu aRe tHe sAMe dEcAyInG oRgAnIc mAtTeR aS eVeRyThInG eLsE

wE aRe aLl pArT oF tHe sAmE cOmPoSt hEaP

wE aRe tHe aLl sInGiNg

aLl dAnCiNg

cRaP oF tHe wOrLd

yOu aRe nOt yOuR bAnK aCcOuNt

yOu aRe nOt tHe cLoThEs yOu wEaR

yOu aRe nOt tHe cOnTeNtS oF yOuR wAlLeT

yOu aRe nOt yOuR bOwEl cAnCeR

yOu aRe nOt yOuR gRaNdE lAtTe

yOu aRe nOt tHe cAr yOu dRiVe

yOu aRe nOt yOuR fUcKiNg kHaKiS

yOu hAvE tO gIvE uP

yOu hAvE tO rEaLiZe tHaT sOmEdAy yOu WiLl dIe

uNtIl yOu kNoW tHaT

yOu aRe uSeLeSs

i sAy lEt mE nEvEr bE cOmPlEtE

i sAy lEt mE nEvEr bE cOnTeNt

i sAy dElIvEr mE fRoM sWeDiSh fUrNiTuRE

i sAy dElIvEr mE fRoM cLeVeR aRtS

i sAy dElIvEr mE fRoM cLeAr sKiN aNd pErFeCt tEeTh

i sAy yOu hAvE tO gIvE uP

i sAy eVoLvE aNd lEt tHe cHiPs fAlL wHeRe tHeY mAy

iF tHiS iS yOuR fIrSt nIgHt

yOu hAvE tO fIgHt




eVeRyOnE oF uS

hAs a dEvIl

iNsiDe



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