MODERN LIBERTARIAN MANISFESTO

Hello everyone,

I would like to request permission to publish and maintain our appeal in this forum.

We are from the M-L-M Foundation, and we support the Modern Libertarian Movement created by Benk through his MANIFESTO.

This matter is extremely serious for us and aims to define the future of our freedom over the next fifty years. Before commenting, supporting, or criticizing, please take the time to read the entire text — everything will make sense, especially for those of us who are devoted to Blockchain technology. It spans more than 200 pages; it may be tiring, but it will be worth it.

The MODERN LIBERTARIAN MANIFESTO is available in English, Portuguese, German, French, Spanish, and Russian. We kindly request the moderators’ permission to publish the same post in each language-specific forum and, if possible, to move this topic to the “Serious discussion” forum (as we do not yet have user merit).

Let us work together to build a better world — this is not utopia; it is possible, but only if we do it together.

The MODERN LIBERTARIAN MANIFESTO, written by Benk, can be accessed at: https://m-l-m.site/ or http://mlmw72e5mx3pxlry7thxd7oh7i2nvyoxid7oxsbv65vo2raalskcqiyd.onion

You can also learn more about our foundation and how we can support your projects at: https://m-l-m.foundation/

Thank you all in advance for your attention. I extend this invitation, which is detailed in Benk’s MANIFESTO:

THE CALL

For centuries, a shadow has rested upon the shoulders of men. Many mistake it for shelter. Others have forgotten the sun ever existed. If you're reading this, you still feel its weight. The first step isn't to fight—it's to see.

They told you that you need stamps to live. Signatures to breathe. Forms to dream. The perfect prison is one where the prisoner asks the jailer for the key.

They say the law is justice. But what is law when it absolves aggression and condemns self-defense? A uniform, a seal, a stamp, and violence takes on the fragrance of virtue.

They call it democracy when the majority's shout drowns out the individual's silence. Two wolves and a sheep deciding on dinner. Freedom isn't a ballot — it's a right that predates voting.

Currencies that wither without wind. Values that evaporate without flame. They created wealth from nothing and charged for it in everything. Freedom begins when money ceases to be decree.

They call it a duty. Then they call it a contribution. In the end, the threat remains. Taxes are the ransom ticket charged by the same hand that kidnaps your time.

The classroom can be a temple of thought or a factory of conformity. Twelve years teaching how to answer. A few minutes teaching how to ask. Question: who benefits from your ignorance?

They burned books. Then they banned plants. They manufacture crime where there is no victim. Meanwhile, the licensed sell poisons in shiny packaging. This isn’t care—it’s control.

When prison becomes a business, misery turns into cash flow. Victimless crimes overcrowd cells. And soulless justice outsources compassion. Freedom begins when the system stops profiting from your mistakes.

Patented treatments, nature in chains. Lab-coated prophets dictate what you may ingest. Health has ceased to be science and become monopoly. Did you forget your body is yours?

"Relinquish who you are and we’ll give you protection." But who guards the guardian? Order without freedom is porcelain display: shiny outside, shattered within.

The force that terrifies isn’t the clenched fist. It’s the ‘no’ spoken with serenity. Civil disobedience doesn’t break locks—it merely reveals they were drawn in chalk.

They call clandestine what is merely voluntary. It happens on sidewalks, in backyards, in glances. Agorism doesn't ask for permission: it harvests consent.

Code that won't kneel. Networks without a center. Money without an arbiter. The cipher is a prayer the censor cannot recite. When the algorithm is honest, politics loses its job.

Not every city is born from decree. Purpose-built towns, floating homes, self-governed neighborhoods. You don’t reform a labyrinth—you plant an open field.

Do not aggress. Do not steal. Keep your word. Morality is simple when it doesn’t require a thousand pages of exceptions. What is right doesn’t need votes.

Education is about lighting fires, not lining up candles. Free schools, living learning, curiosity as curriculum. Heirs to mentors, not consensus builders.

Value comes from work, not from stamps. Licenses protect those who've already arrived. Endless rules create eternal queues. Open roads free the creativity of those still on their way.

If union is love, why is undoing it forbidden? Self-determination is the final vote. A neighborhood, a city, a person. Those who fear goodbyes have never known consent.

Spooner muttered against the idol of law. Rothbard mapped the ethics of liberty. Rand honed the courage of the individual. Hoppe dissected the castle of power. The library that liberates fits in your hands.

Crooked laws don't straighten righteous acts. Juries can acquit conscience. Communities can say 'no.' Legitimacy doesn't come from the uniform—it comes from consent.

Imagine paths born of necessity, schools chosen out of love, justice guided by reparation rather than spectacle. The post-State world isn’t chaos—it’s responsibility.

Bureaucracies don't love. People do. Mutual aid is the tribute the heart pays willingly. Networks of care thrive where forms give up.

From Swiss hills to Brazilian alleys, from Pacific islands to Texan streets, the idea spreads like cold fire: don’t command, agree. Don’t demand, exchange. Don’t order, invite.

Passphrase: create. Agorism in daily life, crypto in every pocket, startup cities, intentional communities, trust-based trade. A thousand paths, one destination: autonomy.

Do not legitimize what harms you. Do not fund what enslaves you. Do not applaud what dehumanizes you. A principled 'no' builds more than a thousand empty promises.

Hold fast to what is solid; learn what is useful; unite with what is trustworthy. Knowledge, skills, networks. In the storm, those who share shelter become beacons.

When fear recedes, art breathes. When control loosens, science flourishes. Free ideas build invisible cathedrals. The next dome rises in your mind.

The pieces are set, the maps drawn, the keys forged. Nothing will be missing—except your decision. Freedom does not arrive: it is summoned. Hear it.

A world of voluntary agreements, true wealth, community protection, and individual dignity. It’s not utopia—it’s direction. When each person is sovereign over themselves, humanity will finally have a home.