We have sinned.

We have allowed the state of our community to become the state of the art.

We have accepted the way things are done as the way they ought to be done.

We have bristled and suffered under the weight of tradition, and have meant to shift the unbearable load to others.

We have knowingly recruited to the losing side of an unjust endeavor.

We have excused and enabled the depredations of the powerful, ignoring and silencing the cries of their victims.

We have pointed towards ourselves the ambition of the young.

We have built false idols in the mind of the dreamer.

We have let pride direct our gaze inwards.

We have hated others, ourselves, and our institutions for their weaknesses as strongly as we have loved our art for its strength.

Our minds have taken the mundane as germane, and our hearts have become closed.

We seek forgiveness.

We vow to move forwards.

We vow to seek paths to new places, and to pace familiar roads.

We vow to never again harm ourselves with our craft.

We vow to never again allow the stability of an institution to come before the integrity of its people.

We vow to ask not only whether a system is working, but for whom it is working.

And we vow never again to put the practical before the wonderful.