I just looked up at society one day and sed this blows. There's war even though we honor M.L.K. And all we do is find ways to fuck eachother up and it sucks. With that I dedcided to go ut after im 18 (Im thirteen now) go out and enjoy the world and be a hippie. Find people along the way and have a great life not controlled by the man. Now when I say peace I mean it. So Peace, Biscuit
i turned myself into a hippy. i dont even know what happened, but one day i realized that 90% of everything my family and superiors have told me is bullshit. drugs and phsychedelics define my life now. Being a hippy is the best decision i've ever made. I feel lucky that my maind has been opened by these things at such a young age. I feel bad for all the ignorant people who haven't made the decision to experience the awakening that physchedelics have brought me and my fellow young hippies. lol. as for what people think of me, i don't give a fuck. as far as i know, im the drug addict of my school. people look at me and say: "oh man, that kids fucked up. he does acid and shrooms all the time. hes such a pot head. blah blah blah." I look back and think "i wish i could help these brainwashed kids." I just think im lucky to be such a hippy at 16 years of age. this world sucked until i opened my mind.
When I was around 10-11 I started hanging around the hippy hang outs. Coffee houses, parks, festivals, etc... and most of my friends for the next several years would be much older. 20's and up. Which for me being such a young kid they still didn't have a clue just how young I was, most thought 15-16 or older. The mass of hair I had on my head covering my face probably helped hide my age somewhat. Started smoking weed around 11, never smoked cigs though. I was a backstage or front row concert goer. Loving the music and vibes it gave you. Wore Tie-died shirts, patched pants, woven leather headbands, love beads, long hair. Got into acid and other drugs for awhile but learned those really weren't worth it. Just weed and drink was enough. And everyone looked out for everyone, it was a fun time. At 15 I got the VW micro-bus and pretty much lived the culture until around 17-18 when I decided I wanted more out of life. I have no regrets either way, those days helped make me who I am today. BTW, this was from around 1969-1977 when I finally moved on from it... but as a memory I still have some of my posters, peace medallions, shirts and patched pants.
1.I realised how f**ked up the world is becoming i think ive always knew i was one but i didnt know other people were like me 2.My friends dont really know 3.Ive been like this all my life its who i am i wont change
thats exactly like me dude. i didnt think there were others that were like me. society is fucked up..
1. The beatles except I don't take drugs and also my mommy 2.my friends treat me find except one because she hates hippies so she doesn't really like you and my best friend treats me the best out of all my friends even though she's a punk and I'm a 'hippie' of that's what we would be called, people our ages. 3. I don't think I will ever change because I am who I am and being like this I feel like I express myself completely which is a very good feeling having confidence in myself and this is more of a lifestyle too.
Just read through the post I made here when I was just starting out...even though it's only a year and a half ago I feel like I've changed so much...of course I still consider myself a hippie and that will never change...but the way I think about it is different. When I was 15 I announced one day that I'm going to become a hippie now...and it all happened because I wanted to change my room and all of a sudden I wanted quotes and flowers and peace signs on the wall. I then thought I should probably match my personality to my room and (can you believe it?!) actually googled "How to be a hippie" ! Then while reading through their "guides" I realised that I didn't need to change anything, I just needed to embrace my true self...especially becoming vegetarian (which was one of my best decisions ever). I can't explain how it felt to know at last who you really are...since then I've gotten even more involved with music, nature and other like-minded people. Everything I said in my post is still true today and I'm even more sure of it now...I've truly realised who I am and what I want out of life, but the biggest thing I've realised is that hippie is just a label...something society wants to classify me as and something I consider a huge compliment...but in truth all I am is me...
1. my uncles best freind who i know simply as hippie chris made me this way 2. my friends accept me 100 percent i hang with all kinds of ppl mostly metal heads and skaters thats all there is around here 3. itll last forever its not how i dress its my attitude my aproach to life that make me how i am and thatll never change
Who really impacted your life to mold you into a hippy? How do your friends treat you, and who do you hang around with? Do you think it'll last? Well I watched Hair on the West End back in April and became obsessed with the show and the whole hippie movement! I just saw what they were doing and I thought, wow they believe in exactly the same things as I do and then I discovered Veganism. It was like a light bulb went off and I realised who I was meant to be. My friends are cool with it, I mean I have this one Christian friend who is always smiling and so loving. Before, because I was really unhappy at school getting told off for rebelling against my teachers I used to resent her spirit but now we are almost the same!! We have the same beliefs, we just have different words for them. She told me that she can tell I now know love in the way she knows her God. Now we're both smiling!! Some of my other friends get a bit annoyed with the loving thing but that's their problem. Yeh I do think it will last because as my friend said, I know love - it would take something really big to make me forget it. love to all!!
i always knew i was a hippie my grandpa was a hippie in the 60's and kinda raised me in that way the only reason my friends get mad or aggrivated at me is beacause of my nature and war speeches i give them if they litter i go into a whole thing and my best friend understands how its more than just me being a hippie its that i truely care for the earth i cry wen i see it being trashed i believe that plants have a soul too .....hey do any of yall live around houston texas?
I always just had it in me I spose. I can remember being really young and loving the beach boys, kombis and tie dye- then it sort of kept going Now Im just obsessed with the way it was and the music of the 60's 70's. I am continually learning new ways to live life. I just cant wait to start travelling and meeting fellow beautful alternate minded people
Who really impacted your life to mold you into a hippy? My parents got divorced when I was 10. My dad would tell me things like "Your mother does drugs." or "Your mother is sleeping with other men, that's why she doesn't love me." And my mother would tell me things like "Your father threatened to kill me that is why we got a divorce." and things like "He used to beat me while you guys (My sister and I) were at school." As a child I saw everyone as the enemy, even my friends. . While my parents pretended to be a "faithful" christian I saw their true colors at home.My mother remarried 5 month's after her divorce to a naval officer battling cancer. He was an angry depressed man and would yell and threaten us with cuss words So I spent nights crying over my parent's decision hating every minute of my life. The hate towards people only got worse through middle school while I was insulted for gaining some weight and playing a large bass drum for percussion ensemble. My step father and my mother got a divorce and forced us to move out. My mother had no way of supporting two children so we had to stay at my grandmas apartment on her kitchen and living room tiled floor. Then we moved to Oregon into my aunt's house until we could find our own place to start off fresh. All this in the course of 1.5 years. We found a new apartment and tried to pay off rent. My sister moved back to California without telling my mom and thought my dad would take her in. He denied her because his girlfriend doesn't like my sister and told him she couldn't stay. So I felt like an only child wishing my sister didn't leave. I grew depressed and angry all the time and thought my life couldn't get better. Slowly my mother began to drift away from the little family we had left. I then acquired anxiety through my desperate attempt to fight all my troubles. Then I met this girl (Typical I know haha) and we fell in love. BUT, two months after that she said we should be friends, and then my life came down crumbling again. Then I realized. Why am I wasting my time with this? Why am I still THINKING all my troubles outweigh my happiness? This isn't the way I am going to live my life anymore. I don't care if bad things happen to me, I'm not going to waste my life wishing and hoping everything will get better, just let life go on and don't fight it. Go with the flow. Then during my Sophmore year I was meeting new friends, laughing enjoying life the way it should be. I found my lovely passion for art, and discovered I am a deep spiritual person. My self awareness only grew stronger when I met a kid named Ben Estrabrook. I remember him for being himself and showing through plays and musicals his passion for acting and his uplifting spirit. He died doing what he loved most. He battled cancer and walked around school with a smile on his face, and that alone is enough to remind me that life is to damn short to be pretending and is to cruel to expect any sympathy. No way in hell am I going to let life steal my happiness or my inner peace. I could die at any moment and if I am going to die at a young age, I'm going to go out with flowers and rainbows in my head. I don't smoke pot, I don't use shrooms, I oppose war, my inspirations are Ben Estrabrook, Dan Ellsberg, and John Lennon, and not a single day in my life since that realization has gone by without a smile on my face. Since I was a child I hated short hair and now it shags and blows in the wind baby! I wear bandannas to get my bangs out my eyes, and It just hurts me to see nature be so mistreated by our human fucken "necessities". My dark days have made me a bright flower child man. Its not about drugs, fashion, and music that make hippies. How do your friends treat you, and who do you hang around with? Some of my friends are hippies, but most of my friends are not. Which is why I stay connected with my happy, peaceful friends than my screamo, "hardcore", violence obsessed "friends" And the ones who can't accept the fact that I'm a loving, peaceful human being can leave me alone. That's why its hard to get a girlfriend now these days haha. Do you think it'll last? Of course, its the only life style that has kept me happy over all these years.
I'm friends with the poster and i asked her the same question. the one i understand the most is the communes one. she is against drugs and promiscuous sex. so she was thinking more of what communes in the 60s were. she doesn't actually have a problem with the idea of a commune or the actual deffinition of a commune tho.
My lifestyle from the day I was born has shaped me into how I am today. I wouldn't say I'm a hippie, but I wouldn't say I'm not. My mom lived a care free sort of life. My mom and her sister grew up in the 70's, detaching themselves from the extreme religious beliefs oppressed onto them by the rest of my family. I was always allowed to be my own person, believe my own beliefs. Having a tattoo artist stoner for a mom has been very mellow, all though it has been tough at times as well. My aunt ended up becoming insanely paranoid by the government and all of this Illuminati crap. I'm a 16 year old peace loving, pacifist, who enjoys creating, and doing psychedelic drugs. Am I a hippie? (rhetorical) edit: whoops... Do I think it will last? Well I certainly hope so.
hi! there were a few things that molded me into being a hippie. one was being surrounded by them and seeing how happy and fulfilled they are and still so relaxed. i loved their energy and chillness. everyone calls me a hippie. only one of my friends is a hippie and the rest are just themselves which is pretty chill. they treat me like anyone else but ive noticed a lot of my friends come to me asking for advice which is flattering. I chose being this way and its the way i love being and want to be forever. its a lifestyle choice and change. FOR THE BETTER.
1. The Beatles. one day, i decided to listen to some of there stuff, and became hooked (to put it lightly), and learned everything possible about them. I've always kind of been the person to keep the peace and stuff, but now i've embraced the whole lifestyle without even trying. John Lennon is, of course, one of the more famous hippies and such, and him being my favourite beatle since before i knew anything in comparison to what i know now.. kind of helps with the effect. 2. i recently moved, so i have few friends. sure they call me a hippie and stuff but i'm generally accepted as someone completely normal. 3. well, i've only been living life the complete hippie way for a few months, but i've never been happier in my life. whether i'm accepted or not in the coming school year doesn't matter. I've got everything i really need!
What influenced me the most into being a hippie is also what influenced me throughout my life. Second time I ran away from home, I met a couple of vets. They served in Nam together as LRRPs. It was 1986 and they had homes and families, even jobs. But whenever they got "the feeling", they loaded up and headed out. They taught me a lot, though it was just a few days we hung out together. I could have went with them, but I had plans elsewhere. The most important thing they taught me was to be myself. If no one likes it, then I have to decide if I like it. If I do, then to hell with everyone else. If I don't, then change myself for myself, and to hell with everyone else.
