Oh to be one of the people of Woodstock,
probably high as a kite
(not metaphorically, mind you, it was the weed)
and carefree, surrounded by love.
Looking back now of course
we give hippies negative connotations,
but not too long ago it was "hip" and "in"
to be one of those tree-hugging potheads.
Woodstock, where everything was free -
most importantly the music,
although the sex probably wasn't bad either.
You could take a hit of acid, LSD,
whatever your choosing really,
and taste colors and see smells.
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The principle of it was admirable. To be fully open and free to anything and everything. All broght together without any condition, bias or discrimination. However, I do find it rediculous and lacking self-respect to make that only possible through the use of narcodics.
I pity those who can only achieve the apex of serenity and understanding only through the use of mind/body altering substances.
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