Don’t believe the hype my friends.
The world they have built up around us,
its is nothing short an illusion made material in the form of an inescapable prison.
Pseudoscientific chronicles of a Lost Generation.
Internalized singular stereotypes
without room from improve or improv.
Here we are today gathered to congratulate one another on having survived to tell the tale.
The truth in the wake of all that has been lost in the fires of destruction.
Do you remember when you welcomed the drums of Revolution?
You were a Child then,
a Rebel with Idealist inclinations,
but not one poor on Realist expectations.