You know that moment in your life when you’ve gone that one step too far and you can’t see where you’re going anymore but you know that you’ve hurt someone you love but you just want to keep going and going because the one thing that’s ruined your entire existence is also the only thing you have left? Yeah I play candy crush too
We have lived in a society bedridden by the sickness of conformity and the ailments of textual tradition. For the most of our existence, our lives have been documented in plain form by the plebeian shutter and text. We have lost our sense of direction - our eyes have deceived us in determining what is conceived as acceptable in our definition of experience.
What we have forgotten is that experience lives within us; it is a living, breathing being whose dynamic ways evade our perception of reality and move into the deepest parts of our potential mind. We are aware of its presence, but our knowledge of the deepest galaxies and electric powers cannot fathom the complexity and vividness of what features as a crucial part of our being.
Instead, our being has been subjugated by words and numbers - meaningless kinds of expression that only belittle what we are and make us less. For now, we dwell under the burden of pretense. We hide like children behind the barrier that separates us from humanity; scared and helpless, in the hope that a higher being will bring us out of the dirt and make us brave. If only matters could be so simple.
It is time. It is time for us to seize ourselves, and realise that the higher being is waiting for us on the other side of the barrier. Together we must break down the wall and connect with ourselves in the way that we are meant to - as a whole.
Now, we call you to make this transition in order to feel the full power of being. Throw away the words. Find the subtler meaning. Express yourself in risks and stabs of inspired fury and colour, and cast off the shield that is normality.
This manifesto is an expression of our ways. Science has shown that we do not use the full potential of our brains - a mere 12%. This will change. Although it sickens us to communicate to our brothers and sisters in the written form of a manifesto; although it makes us ill to leave our paintbrushes and brains waiting intently for our call, it is imperative that you hear our message loud and clear.
You are not alone.
WE THE DOCUMENTISTS HAVE FOUND OURSELVES. WE LIVE BY THE PURE RULES OF DOCUMENTIING, AND THEREFORE DEFINING OUR LIVES, WHICH ARE YOURS TO BEHOLD AND FOLLOW. ONE DAY, YOU WILL JOIN OUR MIGHTY PARADE, AND WE WILL STOMP HEAD HIGH UPON THE SKULLS OF ALL THINGS THAT ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL.
We implore you to read our steps - the rules you must follow to find your body in your mind.
There are Nine.
Nine is perfect. It does not conform.
It is a square, a root, and an odd.
It is in no way perfect. It is warm.
Imperfection let it a god.
Documentation is interpretation. Newfound meaning is shaped by newfound form. Expressing already shaped ideas is useless to our continuance and progress.
We are living on the edge of our perception. Reject the ground beneath you, and find solidarity in the transitory.
Find expression in time and movement. They are parts of yourself which are exempt from text and deserve to be included in all remembrances of experience.
True sight is that of the concept rather than the thing.
There is a duality to mind and body - reconcile that duality in documentation. Balance in one must be reflected in the other.