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Hey this is Jenni I'm 22 from Winnipeg Manitoba I have many intrests and hobbies but
the most recent and most profound thing in my life right now is the Rave scene I found this on the internet and I wanted to
share it with u all because it expresses how I feel about the scene that I am in I don't know who wrote it since it had no
signature but whoever it is captured what was in my heart perfectally.
I am just 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 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
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