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Mahesh Yogi, who in his life plan, decided to
> > > pass onto Mahasamadhi on the 'Super Tuesday'...
> > > On that day, a torch was passed to a New Generation.
> > > On that day, Senator Barack Obama, surprised the Status Quo,
> > > By overturning the tables, in the Temple.
> > > R.G.
> > >
> >
> > Robert, how many drugs did you do in the '60s?
> >
> I did some drugs in the sixties...
> The pot was good from Columbia.
> The hashish was best from Afghanistan and Lebanon.
> Tried some other drugs, but found them to be poison...LSD, Opium,
> Meth...they are killers, and thank God, I knew it, but where I grew
> up was real bad...not an excuse, just how confused I was in those
> days...
> This was all before I cleaned up my act, and began meditation and
> healed from all that crap.
> The music supported rebeliousness and drug taking.
> Especially from people like Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, John
Lennon,
> Paul McCartney, George Harrison, Janis Joplin(mostly alchohol),
Mick
> Jagger, James Taylor, Joni Mitchell, Sly and the Family Stone, and
> others.
> It was a bi-polar time; not such a happy time for me.
> I lived in a dark part of Philadelphia, where there was a lot of
> violence, drugs and Viet Nam sisters, who were real angry...
> Many black folks were ready to 'kill whitey'.
> Not a happy time, dispite what you hear about it.
> At least not from my perspective, at the time.
> We paid the dues in the Sixties, that make the transition that is
> happening now, to be possible.
> R.G.
>
I just remembered another '60's story from the 'hood'...
There was this guy, George W., who was a little guy, and he said: he
was bored, so he signed up for 'Nam.
Anyway, a few months later, he got some connection with one of
the 'dudes' in the 'hood' and sent him some primo Viet Nam weed.
So, this stuff was chronic killer weed, no kidding...
The kilo he sent got the hood high for six months...it must have been
laced with opium, and I guess it helped the gooks and grunts to
overcome pain and such, in the hot, steamy jungles, dark, dark
jungles of Viet Nam.
One day, I was sitting downstairs and took a hit of this Nam Weed,
and I started listening to Beatles...Revolver.
I thought where am I? when I heard, Turn off your mind and float
downstream...Is it not dieing? Is it not dieing?
Wow, did the Beatles go off the 'deep end'...
What the hell kind of music is this?
Anyway, I got over it, and now like that song.
R.G.
