#technolife

Wir gingen hin, um den Sound zu genießen /zu fühlen & gänsehaut- Momente zu erleben

Wir gingen hin, um den Bass zu spüren

Wir gingen hin,wegen den DJ's

Wir gingen hin,wegen der Lichteffekte

Wir gingen hin ,um zu Tanzen & zu träumen

Wir gingen hin, um Spass zu haben

Wir gingen hin, um uns frei zu fühlen

Wir gingen hin, um andere gleichgesinnte zu treffen

Wir gingen hin, um unsere Freunde zu treffen

Wir gingen hin, um zu trinken

Wir gingen hin, um neue Leute kennen zu lernen

Wir gingen hin, um tolle Gespräche zu haben

Wir gingen hin, um uns zu blamieren (ausrutschen..)

Wir gingen hin, wenn wir gut drauf waren

Wir gingen hin, wenn wir traurig waren

Wir gingen hin, um wieder neuen Mut zu schöpfen

Wir gingen hin, wenn wir eigtl müde waren

Wir gingen hin, egal wie weit die Fahrt auch war

Wir gingen hin, um viele Stunden dort zu verbringen

Wir gingen hin, um Geld auszugeben

Wir gingen hin, um unseren körperlichen wie seelischen Akku wieder neu aufzuladen

Wir gingen hin, weil wir die Musik lieben

While the people see, the people know, the people wait, the people say, the closing of your doors will never shut us out, the closing of your doors can only shut you in. We know the predator. We see them feed on us. We are aware, to starve the beast is our destiny. The times they were kind, they were polite, but never honest.

We see your technological society devour you before your very eyes. We hear your anguished cries exhalting greed through progress. While you seek material advances, the sound of flowers dying, carry messages through the wind, trying to tell you about balance and your safety.

But your minds are chained to your machines and the strings dangling from your puppeteers' hands. Turning you, twisting you into forms and confusions beyond your control.

Your mind for a job, your mind for a TV, your mind for a hairdryer, you mind for consumption.

With your atom bombs, your material bombs, your drug bombs, your racial bombs, your class bombs, your sexist bombs, your ageist bombs devastating, your natural shelters. Making you homeless on Earth. Chasing you into illusions. Fooling you. Making you pretend you can run away from the ravishing of your spirit.

While the sound of flowers dying, carry messages through the wind, trying to tell you about balance and your safety.

Trying to isolate us in a dimensions called loneliness. Leading us into the trap. Believe in their power, but not in ourselves. Piling us with guilt. Always taking the blame. Greed chasing out the balance. Trying to isolate us in a dimension called loneliness. Economic deities seizing power through illusions. Created armies are justified. Class systems are democracy. God listens to war mongers' prayers. Tyranny is here. Divide and conquer. Trying to isolate us in a dimension called loneliness. Greed apparent. Insecurity, the happiness companion. Genocide conceived in sophist-o-cation. Techno-logic material civilization, a rationalization, replacing a way to live. Trying to isolate us in a dimension called loneliness."

~John Trudell-

Artwork by: RANT73-