Wednesday, December 3, 2025

Hippie Power Forever

"I am very happy to see so many flowers here today and that is why I want to remind you that flowers by themselves have no power whatsoever."

Herbert Marcuse from a speech at the Congress on the Dialectics of Liberation, London 1967

I was a late blooming hippie in 1969. Before that I was just a normal American teenager, believing in life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Never In God We Trust. I missed out on Woodstock. I dropped LSD in 1970. I reached San Francisco well after the Summer of Love. I cut my long hair in 1974 to convey a good image to a judge ruling over my charge of a high-speed chase. I was driving a VW. I still believe that flowers have a power. Maybe I'm wrong, but this autumn the roses appeared once more in Fort Greene park and to me that's a miracle. I wake up every day expecting for the sun to shine. This is the dawning of Aquarius.

"When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars". Lyrics from Aquarius the musical.

According to Wikipedia Analytical psychologist Carl Jung mentions the "age of Aquarius" in his book Aion, believing that the "age of Aquarius" will "constellate the problem of the union of the opposites". In accordance with prominent astrologers, Jung believed the "age of Aquarius" will be a dark and spiritually deficient time for humanity, writing that, "It will no longer be possible to write off evil as the mere privation of good; its real existence will have to be recognized in the age of Aquarius". ps Aion a Greek deity ruled the cosmos and eternity where the future is a recurring past or vice versa.

In 2025 evil seems to have triumphed over good, especially in this country/ Many of my fellow citizens worship an all-powerful America and aspire to gain wealth trhough greed. Their trillions of dollars exist only in the wealth cloud via stocks and crypto-currency. None of which really exist, although they are able to acquire estates, private yachts, young wives, and a elitist life in which no crime applies to them.

I have nothing or almost nothing.

A poet's life.

This summer I slept in a tent on a beach.

I write what I want. I seek neither fame nor fortune. I only spend what I have, whihc is almost nothing, since I am a river to my people. My families et al. Deconsume, Deconsume. All of us together now.

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ps foto is from 1973 when I drove taxi in Boston.

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