Sell-Outs...

Booooooo beatniks. Go Beats.

Who weren't really trying to make anything better at all. Just doing what they pleased.

Make an example through your actions... don't be a sheep.

 

And why should doing what one pleased necessarily have to do with trying to make anything better at all.

For example, if I smoked a joint, I do not expect to change the world, but I smoke because I like it.

 

Let's go to festivals and smoke joints and fuck in the dirt and wait for the revolution to happen.

Fuck yeah.

It will!








































Any time now...

 

I think change and revolutions although imperceptible are happening all the time, regardless of whether you go to festivals, smoke joints or fuck in the dirt.

Actually, whether we like it or not.

 

I was pointing out that beats weren't trying to save the world. They didn't have any fanatical mindset in which they believed that they were going to change the world for the better.

 

Very good post Vana.
Thanks.

Go Beats!!

 

Christ, how many times are people going to start this up again?
"Lolz yur no real hippy!"
"Thanks alot SELLOUTS!"
"What is a real hippy?"
"I hate pozers!!!11!1"

Just stop, for the sake of everyone. Stop judging people so harshly, or at least so much and so publicly. Nobody really wants to hear it.

 

What is the older generation supposed to do now then? Lean backwards? Consume? Watch the younger generation clean their mess up? I don't get this generation talk in this context. It's everybody's turn.

 

yeah i really don't get it when people of the older generation say things like, like 'i'm old now and other people from the younger generation should take over' they better stay with us so we won't have to learn things all over again.

 

I came here with an idea. Rather than attacking specific people, I was just saying what was on my mind at the time. I read a book that day about a person (I'm not going into who) who had a tremendous influence on me as a person and as an artist, who really was a ringleader of the Haight-Ashbury scene in the late 1960s, who really did write and play songs about freedom and utopia and all those wondeful things, and he expressed those ideas so clearly and so beautifully in songs that it really made you believe in them. At least it did for me. Reading this book which was written by him and published recently really shattered my image of him. He always appeared so larger than life and so wise and free... I guess he just abandoned all those dreams. I'm truly sorry, everyone who came in here putting words in my mouth and showing off your asshole-ish sarcasm, carry on. You guys are the only ones in here judging.

 

I've come to see that more and more. It really is a downer sometimes, but if they're flimsy and ingenuine then that's their deal. If they were just after money all along that's their problem as well. I know who I am and what I can do... and that's all I can control, I guess.

 

heroism is a lie, we are all but men or women, the acts of a few, deemed heroic, were simply people doing what they thought was right, with gifts, and timing, that gave greater effect.

heroism is a lie, but don't let that stop you from doing what is right.

if we were to do things because it would make us heroes we could only fail, heroism for heroism's sake departs far from anything noble.