A raver’s thoughts

Rave is an ideal in itself. A way of life. A way to be whomever and whatever it is you choose to be. It'sa culture whose numbers grow with every day. A bond between life and living.

A Rave is a holy place. A way to escape the hardships of everyday life. A place where the unforgiving, unknowing society fears to enter. It's a place where you can escape the everyday grinds of traveling in steel coffins amidst a concrete jungle only to provide labor for a money-lusting leech. A place where you are immediately engulfed in lights and sounds unlike anything else on this planet. A place where love is prevailent. A place where you can feel like you are family even though you know not a single soul. A place where you can express yourself however you want and no one cares. A place of escape. Of safety. Of love and happiness. A place where artists of dance and sound can express their feelings. A place of magic. A place of congregation for the hundreds of lost or abandoned soul that society does not understand yet the patrons are accepting. A rave is whatever you percieve it to be and no one can change that.

A raver = The most beautiful breed of human being that was ever created. Can understand what most cannot. Can see what most are blind too. Can hear what most ignore. A person that finds pleasure in the smallest of things. A person that can find joy and happiness in any situation.

These of course are ideals.....MINE.

Timmee