Myspace Layouts So, I suppose you wish to know who I am.
Perfectly understandable, but I go by many names.
You see, I am an enigma. A Question, A Paradox within a puzzle box. Not much of a demon, and much less an angel.
I am a Dream, a dreamer's dream. A Being that is and isn't.
I walk a path, unbroken, ever changing, and yet my own.
To the Old School 'lo, I am Trabin, the Honorable.
To the Old Ravers, I am the Celestial, The undeniable, The God.
To the gamers, I am the Monster.
To the Musicians, I am the Digital DJ Karma Sutra.
And to my close friends, I am the little Tiger, Byakko.
And to this, all of this?
What does this all mean, you ask?
It means that I am a Legend to soon be forgotten in the folds of time.
Like the Phoenix, I mean to Rise Again.
"It is as it is, as it always will be, as it progresses from one moment to another to reach a destination that will never be truely final."
Myspace Chinese Astrology
Raver's Epitaph: The New Manifesto
We are Ravers. Not the best of happy, cheerful, Drug-enduced ravers that the world has stereotyped, lining our world with translucent and irridescant colors to illuminate our irreality that supposedly flows in our glow stick infused blood streams, downing energy drinks to fuel our manic movements across the dance floor. We are human, as well as ravers. We bleed and bruise, sing and dance, and play at being people while the rest of the world mulls about the world, succeeding in their personal suicide, while we welcome the whim of accepting the defeat of the common week, taking part of the normal ritualistic society created on the hell bent repetative monitary system, with a government who's selfish interest creates more problems before fixing the old, causing more pain and tourment.We believe in PLUR. Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect. We believe that if the world held these values in retrospect, that the world we live in would truely be a better place. Our delusion is time and time again proved by the sound flowing out the speakers as we revel in our moon-lit festivals every weekend to every day.
We are noctournal, enjoying every ravinous sunless fleck of time, minute to minute, second to second, beat to beat, ear-drinking in the lilting and savage primal sounds that flow from our favorite music makers, the Dick Jockeys that save us from inner tourment.
We become fuel.
We become power.
We become Energy.
We become sound.
We become PLUR.
We are existance.
And we create a world where the universe can join and co-exist.
I am a Raver.
Not a junkie, not a whore, not a drug-user, not a pusher, not a seller.
I am a Raver.
I am a person of intelligence, intellect, passion, and knowledge.
I learn, I breath, I exist.
I am not fake.
I am not dead.
I am a Raver, and proud to be one.My Rave Family:
Crush
Tovi
Bella
Chaos (Tsunami)
Infinity
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