in spite of being one of the founding fathers of klitink, and having spent long nights talking and thinking about the structure and concept with fellow members, i still had some difficulties translating the many thoughts, theories and total lunacy into plain concrete words, trying to find the correct words to grasp the ideas that storm through our heads.
but after the first raw sketches were written down, and after the literary guidelines were pointing in the right directions, the puzzle began to solve itself, it all began to fall in its correct place.

this is the first official manifest, containing a summary of thoughts and theories, but it has to be considered as not the only, for new ideas will arise, new theories will be formulated, and new thoughts will shimmer through, that are to be additioned in later publications. klitink is a living and revolting machine, in constant state of revolution, continuously expanding itself in the vast desert surroundings called modern society.

exploring the immense subconscious with vehicles beyond comprehension,
logging dreamscapes, mindshades and bliss-like chimeras,
klitink's sole purpose is to open up the portal to an introspective world,
creating a surreal expression of visual poetry.

this is a summary of the thoughts and the theories of klitink.

manifesto of klitink.

this text derived out of pure necessity, for modern day life is a life completely subservient to the mass - production and consumption - society.
the streets are covered with propaganda-like advertisements, extolling over-reproduced unnecessities, the fashion-shops are filled with uniform mass-fabricated products, the music industry is undifferentiated where every tune sounds the same as the tune before, even if you compare different styles or genres, and every tv-channel brings you the same pre-rendered formula, a consistency of the same general programs.

the mainstream culture absorbs these given guidelines without a moment of consideration. and the sub-cultures just follow along, to fit in a certain type of pigsty. everybody adapts to the group they want to belong, adjusts to the dress code and social intercourse of that particular group but still proclaiming that they do not adapt, that they are so darn different from the mainstream culture. like pigs in mud they are, digging and digging, deeper and deeper into this mess.

we choose not to fulfill these external requirements of mass-society, but we choose to stay faithful to the internal cravings of the individual loner.
we turn our back to the mainstream society with their uniform lifestyle, we laugh pitiful at the sub-cultures for their ignorance.

because of this, society will label us as a rebellious confederacy, and for some part, this is true. we choose our own individual path, instead of the pre-rendered path of mass-society or subcultures, and because of this, it is hard to fit in to society’s standards.
if this is considered rebellious, so be it.

we are active on spreading our thoughts and theories, we are constantly plotting against issues we do not agree on, we are trying to open some long closed eyes, and because of this, we collide with society’s standards.
if this is considered a confederacy, so be it.

throw away this rigid, strict lifestyle that ties you down, tear off this mass-produced skin that hides your individuality, and dare to live a free life -your own life- without the piercing pressure of an antique archaistic society.

we will burn every single page of this manifesto at the moment it becomes outdated, and replace it with a brand-spanking new and improved one, that suites the spirit of the time. we will not be conservative about our own opinions, in fact, we are willing to let go every single assumption, if other opinions proof to be more suitable, and therefore beat the crap out of ours. we keep an open mind.

klitink officiates as a sanatorium, as a sanctuary, as a moment of contemplation. we have killed the inventor and flushed his notes, destroyed his laboratory, and raised klitink in the air as a newborn baby. we have thrown away our blinding blinkers in order to be exposed to the magnificent world surrounding us, we have burned the premeditated maps so we can travel freely into the unknown, all in favour of the experience.

we glorify the childhood state, in which everything is new, where a whole wide world lies in front, ready to be explored and nothing is taken for granted.
in klitink, everything is as much right and wrong, as it is not. we live for the experience.

we love dynamics, we love flexibility! we do not want to be bound to one working manner, we do not want to be tied up to one style, we do not want to be placed in one sheep-pen with a label stuck in our ear.

we are interchangeable, we are dissolute, we are inscrutable, we are wrong, we are right, we are left, we are unexpected, we are boundless, we are countless, we are incorruptible, we are rash, we are highly low-budget, we are unquestionable, we are desultory, we are art and we are artless, we are a harsh sounding device in a soundproof booth, we are the antidote for the disease we are, and most of all,
we are not welcome at other peoples parties.