Quote Originally Posted by Its a Plant
My hippie-heart has now errupted with love and now my body is feeling the embrace.

I haven't cut my hair in God knows how long, and the last time I wore shoes was ages ago. "Where are my sandals?!?"

I attended a lot of shows over the summer amongst a very broad, very pungent hippie crowd, and for the most part, fell in love with them and their lifestyle.

Most of the people we met we still full-on heads, but only during the summer did they "come out", and go festival to festival, most of the time without showers or a night's rest on a mattress. The music and the weed and the psychedelics keep them alive and going. It was amazing to be a part of it, to live like they did for even 4-5 days.

The day was so hot that people just traveled tent to tent, tarp to tarp, to find some shade and maybe meet a new friend. I only met a few rotten apples out of a shitload of people that weekend, and it just made me think realize how good-hearted and good-natured the heads really are.

I'll forever "be" a hippie or head, internally, but I'm sure my appearance will alter as the years wear on.

H E A R T.

S T O N E D.

L O V E. ~
Great post
Whether or not the American Dream is dead, Love shall prevail.
Appearance means nothing. Multi-colored shirts and lots of hair are merely icons associated with it, merely fads. It's all in the love.