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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.
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.
U heald ur hand out to me and asked me to close my eyes,
as i did, i felt your soft lips touch mine.
As i opened my eyes to look into ur deep brown eyes,
i saw something i couldn`t believe.
A love you were ready to give me, it was soon to be all mine.
You told me you loved me and that there was no other,
those words were soon to be nothing but a silent whisper.
like the wind of a cold automn afternoon,
those words blew around me as i turned to find you.
the taste of your sweet lips are still in me,
everynight when i cry myself to sleep.
the smell of fresh used ivory soap is left in my sheets,
of the nights that u layed there next to me.
i will never forget the day u held out your hand to me,
because even tho you are now no where near me.
My love remember this,
as the days go on and the birds sing each day.
i will never forget of that day u came to me..and yet so easily went away
My Patna In Crime
Always True to one another,
we take to heart and fight to the end.
Never letting people talk sh!t,
always down to fuk up any b!tch.
Sneeky azzes we are,
catching every one off guard.
True patnas in crime till da end of time.
Baby girl we there for each other at da drop of a dime.
We watch each others back like whoa.
And in case of messed up sh!t,
we know where to go.
Confiding in each other is hella koo.
Best of all tho...
is knowing you got me,
but most of all....
yo "V" you know i got u 2.
Mas linda que una rosa,
mas dulce que la miel.
Corazon de oro,
sonrisa que llena mi alma.
Orgullosa que seas mi madre.
Eres lo mas bello que Dios creo,
por eso madre mia es que tanto te quiero.
Darte las gracias por todo lo que has hecho es lo mas que puedo hacer.
Pedirte perdon por mis errores que para mi a ese tiempo era placer.
Nunca mas quere ver una lagrima de dolor en tus ojos.
Llora de alegria madre mia,
que hoy en adelante verte feliz sera mi alegria.
los dolores del pasado se alivianaran,
y los momentos de hoy Diosito y yo te los daramos.
Eres el orgullo de mi vida,
por ser la mujer mas linda de mi vida.
Te quiero cada dia mas por todo lo que me distes.
Y un dia te lo repagare a mi manera.
TO LOOSE SOMEONE WE LOVE AND HOLD SO DEAR IS SOMETHING WE NEVER WANT TO HEAR.
THE GRIEF AND PAIN WE GO THROUGH, IS SOMETHING THAT WE FEEL, FEEL OH SO TRUE.
TO MAKE WAKE UP AND KNOW THEY`RE GONE,
IS SOMETHING THAT WE SO DO NOT LONG.
TO REMEMBER THEIR SMILING FACES.
IS WHAT WE SHOULD DO IN THESE CASES.
REMEMBER THEIR LAUGH, REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES THAT WILL FOREVER LAST.
TO HEAR THEIR VOICE SAY, "HEY MAN REMEMBER THIS....."
IS SOMETHING WELL FOR EVER MISS.
TO THINK AGAIN IS WISE,
TO THINK OF THE YOU`LL SEE THEIR EYES,
NEVER MORE TO BE APART,
BECAUSE A FRENDSHIP WAS JUST A START
BUT A FRIENDSHIP WILL NEVER DIE.
A FRIENDSHIP IS HERE NOW AND FOREVER
THINK OF THE DAY YOU`LL ONCE MORE GREET,
OF THE DAY YOU`LL ONCE AGAIN MEET,
BECAUSE A FRIENDSHIP IS FOREVER LASTING
AND SO ARE THE MEMORIES THAT YOU HOLD IN YOUR HEART
NOW AND FOREVER.