Once upon a Time and Space

Once upon a time and space, in a far far away galaxy, in a not so far away planet, the history kept, recursively, repeating itself.
But then, a group of individuals, claiming individuality, called "freaks" by the other ideologists, started searching for other explanation for their existence.
They, before anything, had to had a prophecy. And a goal.
Their prophecy sucked, their goal smelled.
They wanted a world of art, a world of artists, a world that could find peace.
They wanted to become light, they wanted to turn to nothing, and longed for everything.
What could live like this?

Anónimo