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first trip - summer '68
Contributed by
Steeleyes
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Sunday, 1st December 2002 @ 04:20:00 AM in AEST
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it was a friendly little capsule - light pink before the sunshiney windows and red velvet curtains - the room massive beauty around ancestors & trinkets - table i slept under carpet for blanket - hair matted in dust - the couch & armchairs - old friends from Mandraxed & red-wine nights poems writing blissful loving wonder
altogether friendly then & soft summer day to explore & wander in - i placed the soft bendy half capsule on my tongue - Strawberry Fields forever
leaving - Matt, Brian, Jim, Maureen & I - walk to the moor adrenaline flowing - after all it was the first time - Brian's the night before, Matt's too
today Matt is on Hollis Brown - wild thin enthusiast - Hollis had opium or something we walk by the river to the moor - sun shining kindly on us - through the moor to a soft mossy dell and
heather spongy openness - sitting together on warm rocky plateau twenty minutes then of pure heavenly laughter and chuckling at everything there was - heartfelt warm glowing can't turn the mouth down - it just wont obey - smiley safe happy...
then we saw the horizon approaching malevolent - threat of deathly strangeness - time to go - Maureen bounding down the little dirt path - giant friendly rabbit leaping - and inside my head long long sensual streaks of fine turqoise red & green crystal liquids and words floating stretching round between my ears then the soaring power unlimited unstoppable surge inside up up up to my head - no way to stop this surging power - think of something mundane quick! TV tonight - anything!
Lying back on the heather looking up into the blue peaceful breathing out again - silent ghostly indians dance round the sun us grouped by the bushes - Jim's nose: the detail! - see the friends in spirit - bare naked being - timeless love fills me - the soft helpless tapestries are awake for this tiny window only walking back & the bushes glow with life force - me saying always wow inside
& the road, cars flying so close - i 'know' i can bend pliable under those wheels and out the other side - but a smiling voice tickles me inside & whispers not to try back we sit snug on the carpet Jim's dog Duke wanders curious playfully aware of some alteration - Jim's mum brings me toasted cheese - i gaze stunned, bemused trying to get this - i give it to Duke
the music swirls moving my mind eternal jimi playing ladyland - the tree through the window is a cascade of branches reaching to the sky in chain reaction patterns in my head an intensely green dragon with replicas sprouting from nose & ears girl asks how i feel - like a tiny child - i tell her about the giant sponge filling my head
& wander to the toilet on the landing - sitting there i can't remember how you do this - where are those mind-body triggers? - funny - i smile at how other this is
coming down slowly 10 - 12 hours the nerves tingle comfort - warm loving fingers of peace descend - and the night wraps around us - the waltzer slows to a stop and we lie dazed and tingling washed up on the shore - we have survived frontal assualt on mind, body, brain and being
will life ever look the same again?
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Steeleyes
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2002-12-01 04:20:00]
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Re: first trip - summer '68
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by spaded on
Tuesday, 10th December 2002 @ 07:55:51 PM AEST
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| this was mind bending and interesting, excellent imagery |
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Re: first trip - summer '68
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by Freewheeling_Franklin on
Sunday, 22nd December 2002 @ 03:26:21 AM AEST
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| Fascinating insights! |
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