Wednesday, January 29, 2014

I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair!

Ah for sure I wish I was still that teenage Hippie of the 60's sitting at love in's in N Miami where I lived and Haight Ashbury with flowers in my hair and Woodstock where I saw all races and cultures of young people by the thousands just love and let the music flow and I miss all this Era meant the hopes and dreams of a good evolving world, but not to be so, for adulthood opened my eyes to the warmongering, dark, inhumane, hopeless world this really is, so very far from the world I thought it would be as a Hippie of the 60's, so sad :(:(:(:(:(

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