Does anyone speak 'hippie babble' anymore

yeah i saw that post but someone already did so i didnt mind

 

Dose, dose, re-dose, orange back-pack, shoooh, bumpin', tight, untight, shoooh...



does that answer your ?

 

send me some of what your takin'!

 

I want to meet the virgin.
I shall be glad to receive from you the message
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Some folks are nuts and some folks are wing nuts, Sancho Panso just wants to twist your nuts.

Pretty lame using the babble space to pimp BS.........

 

well man, today i'm looking for a man how bout the best friend of a man, one who won't bite me cuz i'm vegan, but they don't liike greens anyways. they're more into the turquoise intellect of my brain which i refrain from exposing my epidermis. but what's so wrong with being exposed?- exposed heart, mind, body and soul? like coal, cold black and ice tea, teasing my taste buds and i want more. more love, happiness, harmony peace, so please, give peas a chance.

 

A chance to dance, aflame.. for there's fire in your pants. I'm not a liar, so don't expect me to thrash myself in a bathroom stall. Engines poised and ready, stamp the accelerator, yet you're thrown backwards into another dimension, where they eat flowers and dance around flapping their butterfly wings. Like a tap dancer, making her way across stage for the first time. She longs to bite her nails, but is blinded by the light of God, falling over her in pillars. It's all about Achilles.

 

achilles dancing on a bum heel while bums steal what once belonged to jesus. he didn't die for you, you killed him, now you want him back again? thieves in the night stealing god's light, what achilles once had now belongs to the dead, his dad, or is that jesus again with his other personality, messiah complex, nailed to the cross with thumb tacks cause his mother was a virgin after she had sex. blessed be christ's lynching, the lynchers are now flinching, achilles would've at least used a sword. o lord did you really read mohamed's mind and find abraham's treasure buried neath skulls and bones in the graveyard. dig hard you might crack the code and give back what bums think outside the ghost

 

Is this where we going, are we catching a vibe? Or is it just where we're hoping to be. Free, dya see me, tapping my keys? With aquarius coming since one nine nine nine I truly believe the end will be fine drunk from the vine and as with all stories the end is a start of the rule of the heart.
Heart? Start! Can't. Feel for me, is it not what you do? On a hot summer's night or a cold afternoon, at night when we're all beneath the moon and the moon is beneath nous. From there, we're all high, from here, they are. The people who live on a planet spiraling another star, through space and time till the meaning will rhyme the reason be blind and the cents will fall lost cos we care not for cost, of food or being sued or suing.

 

If today is yesterday's tomorrow, when today gets here, what will we do with the day? Will we wait for tomorrow to do what we could do today, or did we do it yesterday? Whatever it is, was or will be, now is the time to do it.

BE HERE NOW!!!!!!!!!

 

I was there then but tomorrow came again...but I have a plan for yesterday now...today is just a game played through caffeine sleeping pills that open your eyes to days gone by. the end times lie in honest birth, like the earth lies in the universe. the end comes first, quench christ's thirst while he welcomes death with open arms. my life's last breath is coming one sneeze at a time, my eyes' last sight frozen by the light, ice is just water now since I can't see it shine...but fire still burns when I'm stuck on the left without you, to you, you too, from me, without love to bring me to you...another day, another dollar, emptied my pockets and found tomorrow...

 

wow i actually understood that .... anywho later people!

 

i like that .... i understand it and then im lost then i understand again but i love the confusion.... !!!! by the way if you want to chat that would be cool!!! later chicka!

 

see skys, see truth, see birth, death, heartache, see self, see mind, mind, producer of knowledge.
knowledge, know peace, know love, know hope, believe in yourself, never give up, know up, know down, high, low, everything around.
Experience
experience music, experience friendship, experience mistakes, learn from them, experience life.
life, perfection, being, soul, transendence, reality.
its all a game, dont ever let it end.


not really hippy babble, more stoned beatnick poetry...

 

6 or 7 adderalls, three bowls of amazingly good weed, and I won't shutup for a very long time, unless you give me a pen and paper.

 

paper is good but needs lots of wood.. like living in the woods..livin in the wilds.. there is a cabin and a lake with fish in it, altough many people hate eating fish.. thats because they are not fresh in restaurants and have small peaces of bones in it.. bones are parts of skeletons.. i saw them dancing at midnight on the graves near our church.. can just hear the bells ring.. they have just put a new bell into the tower.. they changed from summer to winter time. at christmas i'll eat a good cacke.

*first try of a swiss in hippie babble *

 

learn me 2 some good spekin skilz sos i kin talk t pepl biter

 

cake? can i have my cake and eat it too? but if i eat it, there will be none left for you. you know what they say about big feet? big shoes, like clowns wear, with their big red nose and hair. let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees, give a home to fleas in my hair. A home for fleas, a hive for bees, birds and the bees. These are the facts of life, the facts of life. What was her name? Trudy? Tudy? 2-D from the Gorillaz, like in the mist. Missed my stop. Got off on the next, so did a guy on the bus with me. Then we both got off together. Cause we'll be together like ramalamalama ridinky dinky donk. Together forever like shuwap shuwaddawadda yippidee doopdee doo. Doo bee doo bee doo. Like the place downtown called the Doo Zoo, but it closed down years ago like the dreams of my childhood. Like the dreams of tomorrow are dying today. Todays dreams are tomorrow's hope. Hope for better days. Cause I've seen better days, been the star of many plays. Wow that was a great song. By the band Citizen King I believe. Probably got it from the movie Citizen Kane. Saw it, but what's the big deal about it?

 

Citizen Kane, Schindler's To Do List, with bruises. Shins, pins, grins, and shits. Bovine excrement amuses me greatly, like a god. Is it one? Is it two? Am I doing this right? Is there a right, a left, or a wrong? A fight, a cleft, or a bong? Like the ringing of a bell.

BONGGGGGGG.

 

I'm in love with this thread.

*enamoured*

Kudos to the master of this thread, hippiestead!!