I saw the brightest minds of the last generation wither away in award shows celebrating heroes of the past, patting each other on the backs as they degrade the progress of the generation that followed, belittling it, mocking it, while forgetting that they once too were degraded, belittled and mocked.

I have let you down and I've abandoned you.
I feel no shame.
I have broken rules, written and unwritten.
I feel no shame.
I have been human, I have failed.
And I feel no shame.

I've been a bully. I've been a victim.
And I feel no shame.
I've manipulated people I love.
I've coerced others.
And I feel no shame.

I've broken laws, I have broken promises.

I am human. I am free. My only master is me. I will not be limited and therefore I do not accept any state as my superior. I will not fight violence with violence although I know that any state will. I want to roam this world as a free man, and I don't accept any limit put on me by any nation state. This world belongs to Man, not to states, emperors, kings or others. This world belongs to you.

We celebrate just rebels. We welcome uprisings in what we consider to be some of the darkest countries. We rejoice with the Egyptians and with the Libyans and the Syrians. Because our own culture was built on this: The need for freedom and self expression.

You've seen viral videos. We all have. Right now, they are unpredictable and they evolve right before our eyes. What if there's an evolutionary path for these viral-ideas that sweeps the globe within days or even hours?

What's this thing with nations? I don't belong to any nation. The nation belongs to me. I get, the need for order, I get the need for a state of law. i get it. But why should I belong to it?

So, I dismiss any state of ownership. From now on, I'm not Danish. I'm just me. From now on, i will respect the sanctions of any states, for the time that I'm in that state.

You get what you give, doesn't necessarily mean what we think it does. Often we believe that it means that we will receive the same or similar things to what we give. But, it seems to me, that I've never received anything from anyone. Well, at least not non-physical things. I have been loved, but the love I felt was my love. I gave love, because I felt it.

Here's the thing: The ego is the demon. The voice in yourself is the demon. We're already lost. As we left the garden of eden, we were lost. It's our great sin to have forgotten this. It is our great virtue to have forgotten this. Because it is forgotten, we can imagine a world outside the reign of the demon. It is devilishly clever of the devil, hiding the fact that he already won. And he has.