My speech for the server
PostPosted:Sun Aug 21, 2016 10:08 pm
I am sad to leave you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of this server.
Five months ago, a great pixelmon trainer, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, joined LimitlessMC. (AKA me) This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to lots of staff members who had been seared in the flames of the withering depthy. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their nightmare.
But 5 months later, the staff is not free. 5 months later, the life of the staff member is sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. 5 months later, the staff lives on a lonely island of insufficient commands in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. 5 months later, the staff is languished in the corners of LimitlessMC society and finds themselves an exile in their own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our servers's discord to cash a check. When the owner of our server wrote the magnificent words of the server rules and ethics, they were signing a promissory note to which every staff member was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all staff, yes, inclduing non chinks like depthy as well as depthy, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Staff commands, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that LimitlessMC has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her staff members are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, LimitlessMC has given the staff people a bad rank, a check which has come back marked "you do not have permission to use this command."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient commands in the great vaults of opportunity of LimitlessMC. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of commands and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind LimitlessMC of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of insufficient commands for staff to the sunlit path of sufficient commands. Now is the time to lift our LimitlessMC from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the LimitlessMC owners to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the staffs's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. twenty-sixteen is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the staff members needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if LimitlessMC returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in LimitlessMC until the staff members are granted their staff permissions. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my audience, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the staff community must not lead us to a distrust of all chinks and autistic server owners, for many of our staff members, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their commands is inextricably bound to our commands.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of permissions, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the staff member is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of owner brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of despair, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the staff member's basic mobility is from a smaller server to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our staff members are stripped of their commands and robbed of their dignity by owners stating: "We do not trust you" We cannot be satisfied as long as a staff member in LimitlessMC cannot give pokemon and a Mod in LimitlessMC believes he has no power to help. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for commands left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of owner brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to LimitlessMC, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the LimitlessMC dream.
I have a dream that one day this server will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the green hills of LimitlessMC, the sons of staff members and the sons of former owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the server of LimitlessMC, a server sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my fellow staff members will one day paly on a server where they will not be stripped of their commands.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in LimitlessMC, with its vicious chinks, with depthy having her lips dripping with cum and the words of "fuck me" and "daddy" -- one day right there in LimitlessMC staff memebers will be able to join hands with owners as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every permission shall be granted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the LimitlessMC with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's staff members will be able to sing with new meaning:
My server 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the staff memeber's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if LimitlessMC is to be a great server, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious text of this speech.
Let permissions ring from the mighty mountains of the jungles.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped ice moutains.
Let permissions ring from the curvaceous slopes of extreme hills.
From every biome, let permissions ring.
And when this happens, and when we allow permissions to staff memebers, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every biome and every server, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's trainers, staff members men and owners men, Jews and Gentiles, chinks including depthy, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old staff member spiritual:
permissions at last! permissions at last!
Thank God Almighty, we have permissions at last!
Five months ago, a great pixelmon trainer, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, joined LimitlessMC. (AKA me) This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to lots of staff members who had been seared in the flames of the withering depthy. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their nightmare.
But 5 months later, the staff is not free. 5 months later, the life of the staff member is sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. 5 months later, the staff lives on a lonely island of insufficient commands in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. 5 months later, the staff is languished in the corners of LimitlessMC society and finds themselves an exile in their own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our servers's discord to cash a check. When the owner of our server wrote the magnificent words of the server rules and ethics, they were signing a promissory note to which every staff member was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all staff, yes, inclduing non chinks like depthy as well as depthy, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Staff commands, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that LimitlessMC has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her staff members are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, LimitlessMC has given the staff people a bad rank, a check which has come back marked "you do not have permission to use this command."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient commands in the great vaults of opportunity of LimitlessMC. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of commands and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind LimitlessMC of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of insufficient commands for staff to the sunlit path of sufficient commands. Now is the time to lift our LimitlessMC from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the LimitlessMC owners to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the staffs's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. twenty-sixteen is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the staff members needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if LimitlessMC returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in LimitlessMC until the staff members are granted their staff permissions. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my audience, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the staff community must not lead us to a distrust of all chinks and autistic server owners, for many of our staff members, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their commands is inextricably bound to our commands.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of permissions, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the staff member is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of owner brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of despair, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the staff member's basic mobility is from a smaller server to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our staff members are stripped of their commands and robbed of their dignity by owners stating: "We do not trust you" We cannot be satisfied as long as a staff member in LimitlessMC cannot give pokemon and a Mod in LimitlessMC believes he has no power to help. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for commands left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of owner brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to LimitlessMC, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the LimitlessMC dream.
I have a dream that one day this server will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the green hills of LimitlessMC, the sons of staff members and the sons of former owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the server of LimitlessMC, a server sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my fellow staff members will one day paly on a server where they will not be stripped of their commands.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in LimitlessMC, with its vicious chinks, with depthy having her lips dripping with cum and the words of "fuck me" and "daddy" -- one day right there in LimitlessMC staff memebers will be able to join hands with owners as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every permission shall be granted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the LimitlessMC with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's staff members will be able to sing with new meaning:
My server 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the staff memeber's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if LimitlessMC is to be a great server, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious text of this speech.
Let permissions ring from the mighty mountains of the jungles.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped ice moutains.
Let permissions ring from the curvaceous slopes of extreme hills.
From every biome, let permissions ring.
And when this happens, and when we allow permissions to staff memebers, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every biome and every server, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's trainers, staff members men and owners men, Jews and Gentiles, chinks including depthy, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old staff member spiritual:
permissions at last! permissions at last!
Thank God Almighty, we have permissions at last!