if you remember the 60's you weren't there

[revolutionR]

there is a saying
that if you remember the late 60's you were not there
so I wrote a novel about the late sixties
in some detail about my psychedelic experiences
describing in surreal poetic detail what I remembered
but it's like I never wrote the book
because almost nobody ever read it
so i guess the saying came back
and bit me on the butt
I really don't remember the late 60's
and I never wrote the book
even though I think it's still on Amazon

I mean after all who wants to know what it was like
to be a teenager in 1967 when LSD suddenly came along
and the most interesting sexy woman suddenly shows up
in your high school with magic elf queen aura
and she begins telling you about her LSD trips
in Hollywood where she moved from

this wild child flower child girl that looked like a Yardly model
with long dark hair and long legs that looked like she could have
been a girl friend with Brian Jones or Jimi Hendrix
who would talk to me for hours about what she saw
in her acid trips, who saw magic in just turning on a water faucet

yeah, I don't remember the sixties, I wasn't there, I wasn't there

[creativesoul]

The l s d
We stole from cythinas father
The shrink
In glass viles
I was seeing people's insides
It was a crash course
Ate acid - :had sex - :
Then the hog farm
Yep
Woodstock granola
Wavy gravy
Nitrous oxide-
Geodesic domes

[revolutionR]

How strange is it, I remember one day there was a Love-in in Irvine park in Orange county calif. in 67''. It was a perfect sunny day I dropped acid with my friends, and there were a lot of happy young people running around in the hills, flutes and drums, there was a circle where a older man with long hair and beard in some kind of robe that looked like he came from an ashram who was chanting om and I was peaking on the LSD and I had eye contact with this man, and there was so much feeling of peace in the air, there were no police around, and everybody seemed very happy. That day stands out because it really represents what I thought the late sixties was really about. The direction I hoped things were going in. I thought things were going in. Some kind of moment in time, in eternity.

[mnaz]

I was there, but it just kind of "seeped into" back-channels of awareness; I was coming out of my toddler phase at the time.

And in the '70s when the drug police came to give their presentation at my elementary school, I knew something was up . . . maybe a year or two after HST's "Fear and Loathing" was published, with its reflection of SF in the middle sixties, and how the wave broke and rolled back.

[theirishsea]

What is your novel's title and your real name. I'd like to look it up.

Whatever happened to the Acid Trip Queen, otherwise known as Lovely Sexy Delight ?

I was in the army in the 60's. My mind was and is too volatile and in a purple haze. Too dangerous to trip out on drugs. I might have thought I was a sunshine superman and took to the existential leap to oblivion.

You survived. You lived to tell what you can. That's the bottom-line.

[revolutionR]

Well, I was kinda like a rebel as a high school kid, actually I had a lot of teenage angst, my dad worked in an aircraft factory, and he was like a stranger to me, I was an only child and all my relatives were back east, besides my grand parents on my mother's side, my mother was treated like a child, so I was kinda thrown against myself, I did not like high school. I only liked art class. When 67' came along I was listening to Bob Dylan, my main friend at the time was a musician, him and his brother, their mother was an alcoholic and the father had committed suicide, so their house became the party house, my home away from home. We listened to a lot of music. Literally over night a lot of us began smoking pot, and right after that LSD appeared on the scene. I pretty much tripped every weekend form late 67' into 68 and 69'.In 69 I went to jr collage for a year, then I moved to Santa Cruz in northern Calif in 70.

Looking back on it all, it seemed magical at the time, but now I think I was part of a huge experiment, I had no guidance from anybody, let alone my dad, I had a bad feeling about the direction society was going in, the whole psychedelic thing seemed to be about opening your mind, about creativity, about seeing through the crappy education system. About being aware of the shift in the culture, being counter-culture, beatnik, poetry, art, protesting the Vietnam war.

So about the book I wrote, I tried to capture the essence of what it actually was like in those two years 67' 68' for me and my friends, I really wanted to capture what it like being on LSD and the life and times, and the music, like Donovan and Dylan, and going to concerts and seeing the psychedelic bands. And was I influenced by Hunter Thompson, well a little, I was more influenced by surrealism and On The Road. The only thing is I wrote the novel ten years too late, but if it had not been for the computer I would never have written it, I don't think.

Is it well written, well, I call it a flawed gem, it is a wonder that I wrote it at all, and even more of a wonder that I managed to self-publish it. I called it Gone Hallucinogen Freeway on account of the fact that us teenagers spent a lot of time on the freeways, going to concerts or to the beach. Oh, and I descrbe my relations with the sexy girls I hung out with, there is some sex scenes.

The girl that was the first person that I knew that took LSD, the acid queen, I knew for some years, she moved to Santa Cruz also, she was into ballerina dancing for awhile, she had tried to be a model in Hollywood, many years later I saw her in Hollywood and she had some kind of graffic artist job.

its still on Amazon as far as I know.

[theirishsea]

I got the info on the novel----some of the prices are steep but----I hope you get some of the money. There is a copy that seems reasonably priced. I'll bookmark it and hope to order it some weeks down the road.

[mnaz]

I read your novel too. I always meant to post a "review" or something (like anyone would care about what I say), but somehow never did. I was into some of the later streams..

"The film, jag junk flip, the bone to the crypto punk, I can't smudge the page, the blood lamp is holding the dime hole ace, sha downs, the drool age waste, dirty light seen through the shades, I can't inform the gag behind the greasy door. The red ride, ripped waiting at the signal, the crime was ripe..."

[revolutionR]

A lot of the stream of poetry was written over many years, that piece you put on here was written many years before I wrote the story lines, I just tossed that in there along with other pieces, fragments, like a puzzle.