LETTER TO A FREEDOM SEEKER

(Death of Fear Manifesto)                                                                             

 

Dear freedom seekers,

Where have we gone since the sixties? Where have all the tribes traveled to?

What have we lost that we cannot get back? Humans have lost their souls.

Who will replace the lost shamans?

Who will set you free? Who will destroy your color TV?

Who will talk to the trees? Who will emerge Atlantis?

Who will provoke you? Who will charm you?

Who will save the whales before they save you?

Who will lick your tears and assassinate your fears?

Who will resist the temptation? Who will hold on to the torch?

Who will carry on the wisdom of the plants?

Who will save you from the newspapers when we will be gone?

Who will resurrect Eros and Aphrodite?

Who will charm John F. Kennedy? Naked Mickey Mouse?

Who will crucify Kate Moss and charm the skeletons?

Who will set your spirits on fire and provoke your own illumination?

Who will erase time? Draw a new Mayan calendar? Take all the drugs?

Destroy reason? Who will open all those legs?

Who will refuse to follow?  Abuse of danger?  Scream of joy?

Who will make love with the ancestors? Paint new doors?

Who will experience fear? Who will penetrate you?

Who will fly the magic kites? Who will save Icarus?

Who will chase for thrills?  Love without fears?

Who will kill the lamb? Who will adore?

Who will abandon the machine?  Who will draw a new game board?

It might be us, dear freedom seekers, before they close the doors,

We must swallow the key and reverse destiny.

 

We are the children of intuition, sons of euphoria, the lovers of magical intoxication.

Come with us, raise your fist to the sky and scream of joy.

 

Mexico city, March 2010

Carlito Dalceggio - Secret Silk Society