 Originally Posted by DreamyBear
What would one become elite in and why?
Psyhacking. Psyhacking is hacking into the Dreamnet, as hacktivists hack into the internet. We are warriors who believe in the power of the Human Spirit to overcome this Archonic Demonic Reptilian invasion. We believe in Khaos, and revel in Anarchy. We are cyber-pagans, we are psychic dreamwalkers, and we are a cult of the Goddess of Darkness, Nyx. We propagate memes with impunity, infecting the Hive Mind with our De-Programs. We hunt down and slay pedophiles and cannibals in their dreams over and over again, until they die of fright. We are networking with Psychic Warriors from all over the planet. We are a collective of Psi-Punks. If you can't think of why, then I feel sorry for you.
EDIT:merged two posts/sivason
We are Invisible.
We are the Serpents of the Black Pyramid.
We will fight until the Human Race is free from the tyranny of The Blood Cult.
We are Legion.
We do not forgive.
We do not forget.
Expect us.
Psyhacker Manifesto
Another one got sentenced to the crazy house,
it's all over the papers,
"teenager claiming to have psionic powers," locked up for life
in the insane asylum.
Damn kids, they're all alike, must be on drugs
But did you, in your three piece psychology,
and 1950's dream brain
ever take a look behind the eyes of a psyhacker?
Did you ever wonder what made him tick?
What forces shaped him?
What may have molded him?
I am a PsyHacker.
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 underacheiver...
they're all alike. he's probably on drugs
I've listened to the teacher explain for the 15th time how to reduce a fraction.
I understand it.
No Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work.
I did it in my head.
Damn Kid.
Probably copied it.
they're all alike.
I made a discovery today.
I can control my dreams.
Wait a second, this is cool.
I can do whatever I want in my dreams.
I have the power of the ancient gods.
Damn kid.
All he does is daydream.
They're all alike.
And then it happened.
... a door opened to another world.
Adrenaline coursed through my dream body
like heroin through an addict's veins
an electromagnetic pulse is sent out,
a refuge from the day to day in-competencies is sought
A pyramid 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.
There he goes daydreaming again. Give him medication.
they're all alike.
you bet your ass we're all alike.
you spoon fed us psychic baby food when we longed for steak
the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless
We've been dominated by sadists, ignored by the apathetic,
and our psionic powers have been dulled by your poison
The few that had something to teach us 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 witch
the beauty of the odd
We make use of the DreamNet
which is free for all the world to use,
but we are mindraped to believe
it doesn't exist.
We explore,
and you call us crazy.
We seek after knowledge,
and you call us insane.
We exist without skin color, without nationality,
without religious bias
and still you call us crazy?
you build atomic bombs
you wage war
you murder
you cheat and lie to us
and try to make us believe it's for our own good
yet we're the crazy ones?
Yes, I am crazy.
What makes me insane is my curiosity.
My insanity leads me to judge people by what they say and think,
not what they look like
I am crazy, yet I somehow outsmart you
something which you will never forgive me for
I am a PsyHacker, and this is my Manifesto.
You may stop this individual,
but you cannot stop us all
after all,
we're all alike.
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