F-u-c-k off, olds
(Snippets only cos some things don’t belong on the world wide web)
I have a hell of a headache.
Fancy cracking up still two years after a month-long affair when I was 17. ~
Wore a long frock tonight.
Everyone in the street looked around, like they’d never seen one.
Long hippie dress and bare feet. ~
I keep seeing things I hate about society written on people’s faces.
I’ll set out to find reality as soon as I get the right person to trip around the world with. ~
Yesterday I got a letter from my friend Rowan and as expected he blew his mind completely on Zeppelin in Sydney.
Hair is at present being ordered out of the country for indecency, Mungo Jerry was summoned for spelling out f-u-c-k; the leader of Women’s Lib is on a summons for saying “bullshit”; it goes on.
I KNOW this is a rising.
The old world’s exploding at our feet with its ridiculous values.
And soon it will be our own, in which to live on love and cast out hate.
