the new we drift from block to block, from city to city, traversing continents and timezones. we live in cheap hostels, tiny flats and abandoned structures, scavenging the scraps of a fallen society. we speak many tongues, but one language. we smell riots long before they happen, and sense wireless hotspots like a desert animal senses water. we distrust all that claim to lead us, and fear those who pretend to protect us. we inhabit new worlds inside and outside our heads our ancestors didn’t dare to dream about. we are leaving their dreams of material wealth behind and spin new ones of liberty and #life and happiness. we consider excessive material property a burden, not a boon. we take what we need, carry what we find useful, and leave the rest behind. our wealth is not counted in grams of gold, but in bytes of information. we hate those who demand our respect without earning it first. we phase in and out of different realities, both consensually shared and unique, and change our personae like underwear. we are digital conquistadors, exploring the strange and wonderous new plane that brought us forward. we consider gender, skin color and spiritual alignment as accessoires we can wear, not as defining aspects of ourselves. we are not bound to any specific moment in spacetime, for we know all laws are local. we are children of the city and the river - your nations and your kings and your holy lands and your borders and treaties mean nothing to us. we are your children, your grandchildren,your nieces and nephews, your parttime employees and your working poor. we are the 99%. we are the days to come. we were born as the slaves of a dying time, and now we're struggling to get free. we are the chosen ones, for we have chosen ourselves. we are the new. we are *the new*.