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Documents are surfacing that show proof. Footage is being disclosed that can be used as real and tangible evidence of memories that are losing luminosity as subtly as the twilight.

Within this rising evidence lies the truth of a generation reaching escape velocity of all the new millenniums. What we are searching for is an indication, for you, that intelligence preceded the actions of our youth.

As current culture is an evolution of previous establishment, it is possible to suggest in retrospect that paths of cultural trajectory were designed far back in our common history.

Like the firing of deep space discovery-probes, sent armed for the unknown, destined for the recovery of information in an inconceivable future. Advocates of their own minds could design cultural ripples that would ebb through the ether of social mythology, changing destination in time.

Imagine now, a location expressed forward by a magnitude of popular thinking. A point that is visualized only in the quantity that it is forgotten. What would be the piolt, when will the first songs you danced to be popular again?

Suppose that this definition of distance had been covered, and that now, here today is where the zero count starts. Where the slow unwinding of an old actualization begins. Where the revolution of your youth can establishes itself into every action of the day.

Remember when your dreams where awake, and you swam through the river of time like a spawning fish. Are you vivid enough to hear your own voice, are you prepared to accept that challenging words that the wind returns to you.

Would you recognize the evidence, would you even know your own face if you saw it today? What if I came and presented to you the promise you made in the liquid of the night, dancing on the ground of ancient ritual.

It is obvious that you never acknowledged truth that first time, knowing perhaps that in this near future you would finally be strong enough to act.

There is still time to grow old, to embrace the comfort of all your misfortune. As before there are no rules, no demands, no favors, no commitments. This is a revolution of your soul, a process that you will have to accept within yourself.

Proof exist that desire is stronger than will.