BYPRODUCT OF SOCIETY
We are byproducts of society,
the waste created in building the elite.
MY PEOPLE ARE THE MISFITS, AND I WONT LET YOU DOWN. I'M DIZZY FROM WHATEVER WE
JUST PASSED AROUND.
My name's Devin
but I've been called worse
I'm 21 years old and I live in Ajax. If you dont know where that is then your probably not
close enough to care 
dont just sit there make a comment
you know you wanna
I party alot and like meeting new people when I do. I love my techno music and hard
rock styles. I guess I'm kinda a normal guy at first glance but I'm far from
ordinary.
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Places I've Been
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Canada
-Ontario
-Novia Scotia
-Quebec
-B.C.
-New Brunswick
-P.E.I.
Scotland
Italy
USA
-New york
Netherlands
We are
RaVeRs......
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
eletrical wiring. We were drawn back to this womb, and there, in the heat, and dampness
and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all the same. 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 out souls: we are all equal.
And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at out backs, pushing us forward,
pusing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits. Pushing
us to turn to the person beside us and join hands and uplift them by sharing the
uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble hat can, for one evening,
protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that
very instant, with these very realizations that each of us was truly born. We continue to
pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or bulidings you've abandoned and left for
naught, and we bring life to then 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 stablilize 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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