They sold the youth of the nation to archaic preachers, aging politicians, convenience and currency. Toxic laws and worn-out dogma design our lives and determine our futures. Student loans, inflation, and immovable wages lock us into their work weeks: we serve capitalism now. Brainwashed into capitulation by mass media and the school system: we never had a choice.
My American dream died, but I dream. I dream of life, love, and the pursuit of common purpose: a meaningful existence.
Our revolution has begin; I hope you’re hungry.
An Art Collective 