"my advise to you, oh! man whoever you may be,
you who desire to wave the arcanes of nature,
that if you cannot find what you are seeking for,
inside of yourselves, neither will you find it outside.
If you are not aware of the excelences at your own house,
how do you pretend to find other excelences outside of it?
inside of you is hidden the treasure of treasures, oh men!
know thyselves and you will know the universe and the gods"
~ delphi temple frontispice
"al pueblo de México, a los pueblos y gobiernos del mundo:
hermanos, nosotros nacimos de la noche,
en ella vivimos, moriremos en ella
pero la luz será mañana para los más,
para todos aquellos que hoy lloran la noche
para quienes se niega el día,
para todos la luz, para todos todo!
nuestra lucha es por hacernos escuchar
y el mal gobierno grita soberbia y tapa con cañones sus oídos.
nuestra lucha es por un trabajo justo y digno
y el mal gobierno compra y vende cuerpos y vergüenzas.
nuestra lucha es por la vida
y el mal gobierno oferta muerte como futuro.
nuestra lucha es por la justicia
y el mal gobierno se llena de criminales y asesinos.
nuestra lucha es por la paz
y el mal gobierno anuncia guerra y destrucción.
techo, tierra, trabajo, pan, salud, educación,
independencia, democracia, libertad
estas fueron nuestras demandas
en la larga noche de los 500 años,
estas son hoy nuestras exigencias."
~ manifiesto zapatista en Náhuatl
"Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers:
'Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal'
'Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering'
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain ever take a look behind the eyes of the Hacker?
Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a Hacker, enter my world....
Mine is a world that begins with school...
I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a comupter. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to.
If it makes a mistake it's because I screwed it up.
Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins,
an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencys is sought... a bored is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again...
I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak...
the bits of meat that you did let slip were pre-chewed and tasteless.
We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic.
The few that had somthing to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud.
We make use of the service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap
if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons and you call us criminals.
We explore... and you call us criminals.
We seek after knowledge, and you call us criminals.
We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religous bias... and you call us criminals.
You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us
and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity.
My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like.
My crime is that of outsmarting you, something you will never forgive me for.
I am a Hacker, and this is my manifesto.
You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all.
After all... we're all alike."
~ TheMentor
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness,
starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection
to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking
in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating
across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw
Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs
illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes
hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the
scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing
obscene odes on the windows of the skull"
~ Allen Ginsberg
"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
~ Dylan Thomas
"The Joke:
Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed.
Says life seems harsh and cruel.
Says he feels all alone in a threatening world
where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain.
Doctor says:
'Treatment is simple.'
'Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight.'
'Go and see him. That should pick you up.'
Man bursts into tears. Says:
'But doctor... I am Pagliacci.'"
~ The Comedian
"That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die."
~ Abdul Alhazred (the mad poet) ~(;,;)~
"woe to you oh earth and sea,
for the devil sends the beast with wrath
because he knows the time is short,
let him who has understanding reckon the number of the beast,
for it is a human number,
it's number is six hundred and sixty six"
~ Revelations 12:12 ";,;"