This is a memoir of my early Hippie days, back in those sixties, when anything was possible. This is a document of those times, the things that happened, the things we believed in, and the things that were going on. Those were good days. The music was great; the friends were brilliant and there was magic in the air. We really felt that we could change this juggernaut of a society and make the world a better place. We wanted an alternative to the greedy, shallow, warmongering, selfish and incredibly boring life we saw everyone being channelled into. We created an alternative culture. We wanted fun, meaning, purpose, and some way of life that was sustainable in the long term. We wanted colour and closeness, love, sex and communion with the natural world. That's all Then it burst apart. We were bought off, sold down the river and consumed. Now we live on the scraps and fight a rearguard action against that monstrous vision of the future. PS - I had to remove all the lyrics I illustrated this with. Seemingly they are copyrighted and you get sued The music used to be shared Now it's owned