Quoi dire sur moi.
To: All those who have seen me, spoken with me, enjoyed some time on the dance floor!
Re: The Collective Plurality that is us all.
We are one mass, interacting in our own world while giving to others and their world. None of us is perfect, the plurality that is this scene understands that. We accept each other, faults included and we spread our collective plural energy to support that person and sometime fix some faults enabling them to grow.
the roots of our plurality are strong, supportive, an anchor in our lives. I am very happy to contribute to further growing thoes roots so we may all grow and expand as individuals with a plurality of support.
Peace, Love and Light to all.
- Ouvert D'esprit
- Someone who knows what he wants
- Someone who gives and demands respect to those around me
- Quel q'un qui as un grand coeur
- I am a raver and this is my manifesto
Current mood: happy
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.
We wanna go somewhere else. We're not threatened by people anymore. All our insecurities have evaporated. We're in the clouds now. We're wide open. We're spacemen orbiting the earth. The world looks beautiful from here, man. We're nympholeptics, desiring for the unobtainable. We risk sanity for moments of temporary enlightenment. So many ideas. So little memory. The last thought killed by anticipation of the next. We embrace an overwhelming feeling of love. We flow in unison. We're together. I wish this was real. We want a universal level of togetherness, where we're comfortable with everyone. We're in rhythm. Part of a movement. A movement to escape. We wave goodbye. Ultimately, we just want to be happy.
The weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I've got 48 hours off from the world, man. I'm gonna blow steam out my head like a screaming kettle, I'm gonna talk cod shit to strangers all night, I'm gonna lose the plot on the dancefloor. The free radicals inside me are freakin', man! Tonight I'm Jip Travolta, I'm Peter Popper, I'm going to never-never land with my chosen family, man. We're gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did, anything could happen tonight, you know? This could be the best night of my life. I've got 73 quid in my back burner - I'm gonna wax the lot, man! The Milky Bars are on me! Yeah!