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 gamer's dream.
I have a dream that one day this community will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed.
I have a dream that one day on the red sands of teh Silkroad, the sons of former botters and the sons of former bot company owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the server of Xian, 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 four little euros will one day live in a game where they will not be judged by the pluses in their gear but by the content of their character.
I have a
dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Tibet, with its vicious racists, with its players having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Tibet little Vietnamese boys and Vietnamese girls will be able to join hands with little American boys and American girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a
dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, 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 Silkroad shall be revealed and all players shall see it together."
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to Pacific 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 game into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to grind together, to struggle together, to go to trade together, to stand up for Silkroad together, knowing that we will be capped one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of Silkroad's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
Silkroad! Laggs, no waaaay!
Laggs, no waaaay!
Never ha,As!!
And if Silkroad is to be a great game, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of (New) Servers.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of Tiger Mountain.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of
the West Ferry.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Hotan.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of Oasis.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Aege.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of El Dorado.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Troy.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every Forum and every Fan-Site, from every Server and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of Silkroad's children, Turk men and American men, Vietnamese and Hispanics, Former botters and Legits, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Silkroad spiritual:
Silkroad! Laggs, no waaaay!
Laggs, no waaaay!
Never ha,As!!
MLK~ Inspired me to kind of rip him off, and bring some hope into these forums...I did write a better, and less ripped version, but it went away. This is just another one of my stupid posts...that no one has to reply to...carry on...nothing to see here...
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