Manifesto? Maybe not, but Debauchery.
What i feel like?
I feel like a group of people producing an immense amount of thinking, enough for them to sustain themselves with no need of external social reference.
A group of people, capable enough to resolve, maybe pseudo-intellectually, its mode of life - its being.
A group of people that never just agree. A
group of people that make things, that like to listen to things, that like to think, that get high to stories by other people, the present tense, and wait eagerly -at cliffs- for the sunset.