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Arcata ... Eureka ... Chico ... Los Gatos ... San Francisco ... San Jose ... Berkeley ... Crescent City ... Mount Shasta ... Humboldt State University ... Rainbow Gathering ... Bidwell Park, Chico ... Kinetic Sculpture Race

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Tent Vapor Sweat Lodge drawing on a MAP of California. Put a Liquid in a pressure cooker ON THE FIRE and route a tube from the steam vent into your tent... relax and enjoy the vapors.

You can use WINE and the Alcohol will become a BREATHABLE VAPOR... or TEA... with aromatic oils and spices... or WEED... Whatever!

Drawing of a Vapor Tent on a MAP of California - pen drawing by hand - Greg Vanderlaan
Drawing of a Vapor Tent on a MAP of California

Rainbow Gathering Idaho 2001: I went to the gathering with a goal in mind. I wanted to play my guitar and sing in public. Yes, mission accomplished.



Living in Chico, California and working at the plastics factory when there was a layoff, my wife suggested that I borrow the car and drive over to the gathering. My friend Mike Jensen wanted to go and so we checked the oil, brake fluid, transmission fluid and water and set out on a classic American road trip. We made it as far as Reno the first day and slept by the side of the road.
Normally I'm creepy about just pulling off and sleeping because there is the possibility of being hassled by the police but Mike soothed my fears and we spent an uneventful night there. Then on thru Nevada to Winnemucca and a turn North to get to Boise traveling thru the High Desert. Boise is a very beautiful town in a fertile valley. The directions printed from the website recommended going an extra 50 miles out of the way thru Sun Valley instead of taking the shortest route because the
road was supposed to be difficult to travel. We drove thru the Sawtooth Mountain Range (stunning beauty) and finally saw the tiny sign directing us to the Gathering.

About a mile down the dirt road, the car stopped running. All it needed was 15 minutes rest and it started right up. We had been traveling fast for hours and it was over whelmed by the demands i was putting on it. Many people drove by offering help. I was upset but Mike calmed my fears and sure enough it was fine.

Another 5 miles down the dirt road there was a fork with a sheriff... he directed us to the left and gave us a piece of paper telling us that it was an illegal gathering. Mike wanted to ask him a bunch of questions but I just wanted to go and avoid police contact... We found parking and walked in with our few belongings and set up camp. Went to sleep.

Mike was interested in finding "Serenity Ridge" (a 12 step AA/NA meeting-we met at Mom's AA in Chico and were both interested in the program at that time) ... and so the next day we started our search...

On a side meadow there was a sculpture made out of branches that formed two interlocking three sided pyramids. One with the pointy end up and one with the pointy end down. It formed a three dimensional star... Like the "Star of David"... On the path we saw "Dun Dun Village". They were doing drumming and synchronized dancing.

I ran out of water and was getting really thirsty. Mike suggested that I ask the nearest people for help and "Just bliss out"... It so happened that the people not only had fresh clean drinking water and a glass, but the had herbal tea... I was very grateful... not only for the physical help I got but for the knowledge that my needs were going to be taken care of for the rest of the event... I gave myself permission to "just bliss out"...
Then we went to the main campfire and danced to the drums for hours... actually all night long... It was cold up there in the mountains of Idaho and we only had sleeping bags, no tent... If we left the campfire, it was uncomfortable, so, why NOT stay and enjoy the unique experience of 30
drummers...

The next day I went over to the "Relaxation Station" near the entrance and sat there all day long. I played my guitar and sang for all the newcomers to the gathering. A man wearing a silly "Dr. Seuss" hat sat down with his guitar and I taught him how to play "Uncle John's Band" by the Grateful Dead. We played it for a very long time... It seemed to him to have an odd chord sequence but after repeated instruction, we got it down. Fortunately, I had brought my hand written songbooks and the lyrics/chords to hundreds of classic rock/folks songs were in them... We had a fine time at "Relaxation Station" a place where newcomers were encouraged to stop and rest after their long journey... A lady was telling fortunes with Tarot Cards... we had beverages, food and anything else that a weary traveler could want... Grass, music and shade...

There was a fellow that was playing a trick on passers-by... he had a piece of foam that looked like a concrete block. he would ask the stranger to help him lift it because it was so heavy, then he would "accidentally" drop the block on their toe... They thought it was going to hurt them because it appeared to be a very heavy object, but it actually was very light... The "OH NO!' experience turned into silly laughter when the passers-by realized the joke... He did this to about 15 people during the afternoon I spent there... ahh, simple minds easily amused by cosmic theatre...

The next day was July 3rd and I walked over to the main campfire... Playing my 12 string guitar and singing loudly to the assembled thousands of people. Mostly "Iko Iko"...

ONE DAY WE ALL NOTICED A GIANT RAINBOW IN THE SKY. IT WAS CAUSED BY ICE CRYSTALS IN THE CLOUDS BEING DIFFRACTED... My wife calls this phenomenon a "Sun Dog"... It stretched for over half of the visible sky and stayed there for hours. You could tell something was happening because the people in the meadow all of a sudden started pointing at the sky... In our campsite under the trees I could see the main meadow and saw hundreds of people spread out for a mile stop what they were doing and point...

The people camped next to us were 20 something years old and they had long involved conversations about their careers in computer businesses in the Midwest... they also talked about their body piercing and the trouble with infections/who to go do the piercing that had clean tools
etc. I sat with them for and afternoon and sang them songs. One of the fine things about having my handwritten songbooks is that the people I play for can select which songs to sing from the index. Often they would exclaim "That's my favorite song!" and so we would sing it... It helps because they often don not know the words and can read them while we are singing...

I had to leave the gathering before the big July 4th celebration because my wife had bought tickets to a concert in Clear Lake, California. I took the shortcut road home and it was fine. The directions to the gathering recommended going the long way because of high winds... IF YOU ARE DRIVING A BUS WITH A VOLKSWAGON VAN WELDED ON TOP... But my little Honda car went smoothly.

I drove home alone and Mike stayed there at the gathering and found his own way home... as it turned out he stayed there for a month and got a terrible ride home in an old bus with bad brakes...

On the way home I experienced a light rain shower in the High Desert of Nevada. I stopped the car and walked around the in rain... It is so very rare to have rain in the desert so it was a happy time. I also watched fireworks as I was approaching Reno from the east.

Back at home we packed the car and camped out at a state park near Konocti Resort. Saw Dan Fogelburg and danced it the bar to a local band... Overall, a fine trip that was an unexpected blessing... I was so fortunate to get laid off at the Factory (for a week)...



"Know Such Agency - Project TEMPEST" - Absurdist Fiction by Purple64ets..

It is possible to use a Specially Designed Radio to eavesdrop on Computer Communications and read what "the enemy" wrote. The US Military and I Spent a Lot of time and effort keeping our communications secure. The NSA has Declassified Project TEMPEST and it is NO LONGER a Felony to tell my tale. Looking back at those years when Ronald Reagan was President It seems to me that we really didn't need to fight the Russians and the "Cold War" was just a Marketing Tool of the Military Industrial Complex. However, I was glad to take the money being handed out by the Pentagon. And as my Dad Said, While you are questioning Authority, be sure to Take the Money... What IF you are wrong and you missed out on all that dough?

But Then... I started hanging Out in Lafayette Park across from the White House and talked to all those Anti-War Demonstrators and... My Attitude changed... The next time I got laid off from a defense job I started working in the engineering department of the US Postal Service... It was a much better feeling to work all day DOING GOOD instead of DOING EVIL... We designed machines that Sold Postage Stamps and Sorted Mail... That's Morally OK...

Did you ever stop to realize that real eyes see real lies? How can we NOT SEE that?

Keywords: EMI RFI Echelon, Mugwump, Sigint, EIEIO, MIL-TFD-41, LBJ, IRT, 4th Street, USA, The Youth of America, LSD, Hair, Musical, USAF, OZ, Wizard, KARMA, DOGMA and DARPA

"OMG!" Said Susan, "I'm Talking as if I was Texting! WTF!!!!" - "Relax" said Bob "It's only the lingering effects of your (~);-} training. - "Wow," said Susan "I never heard (~);-} pronounced before... It reminds me of a Story... " and then she told the Tale of "Al-Bundy and the 42 Shoes."
Did you ever notice that Allah Those Muslims are Named AL? Sonya told me... "Sometimes MO-HAM-ID has to go to the Mountain and Sometimes The Mountain goes to MORE HAM ..." I said "What about MEETING IN THE MIDDLE?"

Chapter Zero:
We were sitting around the conference table at the office playing cards when Major P*** J****, USAF, Ret. looked at me and said: "Greg, never sort your cards by suit in numerical order. When you played the King of Hearts, I can Deduce that the next card over is the Ace... Now, give me all your money. " I said: "Uh, Thanks, Major J***... I'll remember to never gamble with you again. A Valuable Lesson! Cheap!" See? all those hours, days and weeks he spent working for the Military Paid OFF! He learned to play cards.

We were in the office that had no windows on Highway 123 in McLean, Virginia... and then... The Key Generator [Western Digital DES] spit out today's code word: [52 bits] MUGWUMP420(~);-} Bob smiled and looked at Betty. She winked, nodded at the door. They Ran Like Hell out of the Office Park in McLean. A short drive later they were at Dulles Airport. Bob said: "Well, We are Inter-State Felons Now... Soon to be Inter-National and then... Inter-Galactic! She said: "Got your laptop, Zippy?" Yes, transferring funds Now... Transfer Complete... Donald Trump is now Penniless and we are Rich, Rich, Rich beyond our wildest dreams! qoeikurjghf npo2m. [cyphertext]

Chapter One: The scene: A Jamaican Resort. While sipping ice cold fruity beverages they surfed the internet... "I see that our bank robbery has caused a global economic collapse." said Bob. "Whatever." said Betty. "Hand me the bong. So What if all the Money has vanished? Our Neighbors here on the Island have been living without Money for Generations... Have you ever really listened to the lyrics of 'Electric Avenue' by Ed Grant - He says he can't afford a single thing they show on TV. What about Saint Francis of Assisi? He got by without a Billion Dollars in the bank... WhatEVER... And I Mean That In The Most Sincere Way... or something...

Susan Said: Hey! I see that the Gotterdammerung Market in Walla-Walla Washington is having a Sale! Let's GO! Half Off Women's Clothes... I wonder which half? Topless or Bottomless? I need some GNU Clothes... Sure, I spend most days in a Bikini Atoll but at Knight it Getz Chili. Please? Pretty Please? You could buy some of that 'Dutch Queen' Cannabis [over 30% THC] and some Cookies... Cookies! Open Sesame Street and Delete some Cookies, restart Browser. "

Bob thought for a moment, What If they took some of those stolen Millions of Dollars and took a Vacation to Space Needle Park in Seattle? The Experience Music Project is Calling... Can You Hear IT? The Jimi Hendrix Experience Music Project That Is... Swimming Pools, Movie Stars. Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named JIMI... "Jose. Can You See? Byda Dawnz Earl E. Light" - Star SpangleDangled BannerAdvertisementForRainbowGlassesClickHereForFun

http://who.ru/ Who Are You? Is who.ru a fan website for Russians who like Pete Townshend? KNOW The truth and it will set you free... CIA Motto. From Zugzwang to Zeitgeist.

Chapter Two: Bob & Betty dunked Their Cookies at the Zeitgeist Coffee Shop located where the AMTRAK Train crosses the Monorail in Seattle. Then... They walked out onto the street where it was Friday Night at 5:00 PM on the First Hot Day of Spring. The office workers were exploding out of the buildings and making dates to go to the WATER. Boating, Swimming, Dancing Nude around a Campfire... Puget Sound Bound.

An electric guitar player was shredding NERVE ANNA songs... and then... Bob had to pee... No place to go so he simply pissed in his pants... All "Public" restrooms closed... Members Only! However, on Two Cannabis Cookies, Who Cares!

Soon to be a Major Motion Picture. Starring Abbot Hoffman as Al-Bundy [Shoe Salesman and Father of the Sons of Anarchy] and his P.A.L. from U.N.C.L.E. - S.A.M.

If you know the tune to "Moss Cow Knights" sing along now... "Knee Slishna Sfazadu Da Zhaw Shar A Hee. Fszo Dezzz Da Utra, Da Mer Lo, Da Zhugh Gsnaleevwee, Par Moscow Der a Gee. Tzar Utrah Zemer SMERSH Babaloo." - Translated from the original Russian by Professional employee of the DoD.

What If they bought a boat and sailed out beyond the 12 mile limit? Do Pirates Have Laws? No Thank You. Mr Lawman! When Peter Fonda bought a Ruby Yacht from the son of Boeing [he builds airplanes] he became El Capitan... Different rules... Everybody Sing... "Yo no soy marinero, soy un sauce that is very handy for removing Red Wine Stains from a Party Dress." George Thorougoodly Modern Millie.

"Attention" How to build an Aldous Huxley Utopia. Did you know that the WORD Database in Arabic Language is Al-Qaeda? They had a list of names and phone numbers for all the members stored on a computer. in a DaDa Bass Fishing in America by Trout Mask Replica Captain "Trips" Beefheart and Frankly Scarlett I don't Giva A Dam Zappa, Moon Unit and her Nanny All Natural Pam went down the road from Laurel Canyon and came out on a street in Laurel Maryland at the shopping center an instant before George Wallace was shot.

Did you ever Notice that Andy Roonie starts of all his TV Shows with the words "Did you ever notice." Zapatistas, Freeway Rick, Gary Webb, Dark Alliance, Cocaine Import Agency, Los Angeles...

1942 UFO Battle - Overwhelming force shot down what looked like an Unidentified Flying Object. Taking no chances the US Military fired Thousands of Artillery Shells at the UFO. No Trace Was Found.

and then... Our Heros found a story within a story...

A Million Years in the Future...

The guard was looking at the pool of atomic waste... he wondered, what if I figured out a way to dispose of this Depleted Uranium... That would be wonderful... And as he stood there he thought... just as his father had done, and his grandfather, and his great grandfather, great-great-great back through the millions of years they had been standing guard... But he had no idea... so he stood there and guarded the atomic waste and trained his son to be a guard... maybe my son will find the answer...

TO BE CONTINUED... A BILLION YEARS IN THE FUTURE...

and then... Our Heros found a story within a story...

Eureka Peace March review:

There was a new flavor to this event this year. There were many more people from all walks of life instead of just classic hippie peaceniks. Businessmen in suits, high school kids organizing, mothers of soldiers, veterans and patriots that wanted to reclaim the flag and sing "America the Beautiful". The best speaker was Cobb, green party candidate for president 2004. He was calling for civil disobedience. His view was that since marches and letter writing campaigns are being totally ignored, we need to up the ante by getting arrested... He scheduled a meeting with volunteer lawyers and activists but I did not write down where it was because I will not be doing that. My feeling is that if people want to do that, great, but I don't care enough. I still feel that the solution is biodiesel and ethanol. Simply reduce the need for oil and all those Middle Eastern countries become insignificant. Since the majority of the people in the USA feel that the war in Iraq was a mistake and the majority of the people feel that Bush is doing a bad job as president, our peace movement needs to include people that made the error of voting for Bush without making them feel bad by saying "I told you so"...

Why do we love Eureka, California ?

Well, the people here are TALENTED, GOOD LOOKING AND SMART.

Some people are EASILY FOOLED and can be Mislead by US Government Propaganda... But Not the People of Eureka ! We refused to believe the Lies told by the Evil BusH. We have Had Huge turnout of protesters at all of the Peace Marches... 3,000 people showed up to protest the insane War in IRAQ before it even started... That's about 10% of the total population... Nobody believed the hoax of WMD nor the NIGERIAN YELLOWCAKE forgeries... Phoney-Baloney CIA Intel reports FOOLED the Chumps that work in the US Congress.


There are two REQUIRED parts to the Lies our 'resident tells... In order for the deception to work, not only does he have to tell the lies but GULLIBLE FOOLS have to BELIEVE THE LIES TOLD TO THEM. Here in Eureka, we say "Shame on you Mr. 'Resident, SHAME ON YOU"


Yabba Dabba DU - Depleted Uranium, Not Jest 4 Break Fast NE More. Doobie Brothers and Sisters, Embrace Rainbow Spiralism or... Don't... It's Your Choice...  [2B or Not2B Continued - CLICK HERE - The Peasants Have No Bread to Eat, so LET'S BAKE 'EM A CAKE!]



I remember a "Teach In" at Humboldt State University by members of a Local Church... A man said "There is only one way to get what you want. Jesus. You can't get what you want by taking Drugs and You can't get what you want by Mountain Climbing." Really!

What he FAILED to consider was Taking Drugs While Mountain Climbing. Both. At the same time... I remember Hiking to the top of El Capitan in Yosemite on LSD. As I Got Higher in Elevation, I got Higher! Then, at the top I wanted to look over the edge but the entire mountain seemed to be doing a dance... so I wriggled on my belly to the edge and observed the wonders of nature... BLISS! Sure more interesting than going to Church... BUT... Whatever Floats Your Boat! I also remember later that day sitting on the top of the two story BUS cruising over to the Trail to Vernal and Nevada Falls... I "Became" a bear and slapped a fish out of the water... and ate it... Of Course, That was a a Hallucination but... and interesting experience... Being a Bear... 

This man also said that Premarital Sex was a SIN... and you shouldn't do it. OBVIOUSLY FALSE. Premarital Sex is a Blessing... and it causes the couple to love each other more... That's because we are MAKING LOVE... Actually Creating Love... 

I asked this man... "Won't believing that Premarital Sex is Sinful reduce your chances of GETTING LAID? Sorry, I forget his answer... 

Maybe YOU KNOW!

I don't think we are going to HAVE an Election in 2020. If Trump Loses, He will declare the Election FAKE and remain in the White House as CZAR.

 Defended by GUN NUTS just like they did in Oregon This week... They keep on Talking about the coming Civil War and... IT'S ENTIRELY POSSIBLE. 


AMERICA IS HEADED TOWARDS A CIVIL WAR



HOW THE SECOND AMERICAN CIVIL WAR WILL UNFOLD


Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Is the Electoral College the Best Way to Select a President? Article by Trent England. Debate by my Facebook Friends...




Victor Koman Says: Excellent article with historical examples regarding the dangers of abandoning our republic’s well-thought-out Electoral College for the reckless, unconstitutional National Popular Vote:

Once upon a time, the Electoral College was not controversial. During the debates over ratifying the Constitution, Anti-Federalist opponents of ratification barely mentioned it. But by the mid-twentieth century, opponents of the Electoral College nearly convinced Congress to propose an amendment to scrap it. And today, more than a dozen states have joined in an attempt to hijack the Electoral College as a way to force a national popular vote for president.
What changed along the way? And does it matter? After all, the critics of the Electoral College simply want to elect the president the way we elect most other officials. Every state governor is chosen by a statewide popular vote. Why not a national popular vote for president?
Kathryn Dawkins - Ridiculous!

Denise Fuller-Hilton - Excellent read.

LeRoy Lauer - Frightening! We must fight to save minority rural rule!

Gregory Laan - The Electoral College was Intentionally Designed to keep the Masses from Selecting the President... The Founding Fathers wanted to Keep Power in their Own Hands... No Votes for Blacks or Women... only rich white men vote...

Victor Koman - Wrong. It works just as well now with nearly universal suffrage. Remember: we are a Republic, not a democracy. Democracies fall very quickly when a majority decides to oppress a minority or loot a treasury. Republics are founded on principles that the mob cannot override by sheer force of numbers.
The problems we are having now are the result of a century of Progressive efforts to subvert our republican form of government ineluctably toward a democracy. The result, if not resisted, will be chaos followed by tyranny.

Gregory Laan - The Founding Fathers were afraid that The Uneducated Masses in New York would be Convinced by some Rabble Rousing Orator to Select a Bad President... At Least That's What my Brother Martin Says...

Victor Koman - And yet these rich white men put nothing in the Constitution saying “this applies only to rich white men.” 
Weird, huh? Because the Constitution was what the Abolitionists relied on to end slavery, what the suffragettes pointed to in demanding the vote, and Martin Luther King appealed to in fighting (the Democrats’) segregation and (the Democrats’) Jim Crow laws. So weird that the Constitution failed to protect the privilege of rich white guys, yet remains in force as the guiding republican ideal for the most diverse nation ever witnessed by history.

Gregory Laan - Victor Koman Interesting insight! Remember Democrat Lyndon Johnson's Civil Rights Act. That was a Good thing but Johnson was only remembered for Vietnam... https://www.history.com/.../johnson-signs-civil-rights-act

Gregory Laan - Victor Koman - Only White Property Owners were allowed to vote. You do not have to write something down for it to be true... "Even a Blind Man Knows When The Sun is Shining."

Gregory Laan - PAPER BALLOTS - PURPLE THUMBS. Election Security is Very Simple. After voting every person dips their thumb in purple dye preventing them from voting twice. No one needs to register to vote. Everyone has a right to vote.
Paper Ballots allow recounting if there is a question about cheating... SO VERY SIMPLE... No Microsoft/DARPA Machines needed... Just Count the votes with a pencil and paper... a HUMAN reads the ballot and makes a mark to tally the votes. 

Robert Noel - The electoral college made sense back in the 1800s

Victor Koman - As it does now. Because Math!

Robert Noel - Victor Koman - that isn't what you call coherent. Math?

Victor Koman - Robert — Check out prior comments about #AlanNatapoff’s mathematical proof that the EC maximizes every individual’s voting power.

Robert Noel - Victor Koman - I don't see that article? My thought is that a person in Wyoming has far more power than one in larger states based on the population and electoral votes. I'll read the hillsdale one when I have time but after skimming through it, I can find flaws.

Victor Koman - "Anyone who supports — or opposes — the Electoral College for partisan reasons is bound to be disappointed. Consider how often the Electoral College “advantage” has flipped over the years." 
https://twitter.com/TaraRoss/status/1143554173868359680

Gregory Laan - Of Course, the Real Trouble with the Electoral College is The Other Team Won... If it Helped Democrats win they would be all for it... Everyone is a Hypno-Cat...

Robert Noel - Gregory Laan - that's the best reason for getting rid of it.

Gregory Laan - We the People have shown wisdom in our selection of Presidents. George Bush the son Was the Worst President in my Lifetime. Al Gore got more votes... Trump Is Number Two in the Race for Worst President... Hillary got more Votes... We the people Chose the Better Candidate Both Times.

Stephan Kinsella - Victor, I thought you were a fellow anarchist libertarian. Didn't realize you were a fan of the American central state and our "republic" and "our" "well-thought-out" "Electoral college." WTF. What is universalizable or libertarian about this US-founder-worship stuff?

Victor Koman - Stephan — It beats Socialism and it pisses off liberals. What could be more fun?

Stephan Kinsella - Victor Koman - Fair point. I would answer: Trump.

Gregory Laan - The Author: Trent England works for the Heritage Foundation. An organization that is known for Writing "Learned" Articles Supporting WHATEVER THEY ARE PAID TO SAY. Obvious Think Tank Whores.

Simon Hawke - Sorry to disagree with you, Vic, but I'm in favor of getting rid of it. What we have now is precisely a case of the majority being oppressed by the minority.  In this case, powerful corporations controlling politicians at the expense of the working class. If the popular vote means nothing, why bother having elections? Twice in recent memory, we've had politicians winning the popular vote, only to lose the election. It should be one person, one vote. Otherwise, it's meaningless.

Victor Koman - Simon — “History shows that the Electoral College is neither pro-Democrat nor pro-Republican. Instead, it rewards the candidate who appears to be listening to the greatest cross-section of people at any given time. It encourages coalition-building across states and regions, which is healthy in a large and diverse nation.” From https://thehill.com/.../450069-the-electoral-college-isnt...

Gregory Laan - Victor Koman - FALSE - It Helped G W Bush and Trump... Both were Republicrimes...

Victor Koman - And, ultimately, the NPV crowd will have to amend the Constitution, and their attempt to subvert the EC with their compact has to be affirmed by Congress.

Simon Hawke - I don't have any problems with the idea of Constitutional amendments. It makes sense to amend a document that's over 200 years old and was written at a time when we still had slavery and women didn't have the right to vote. Bottom line: this is OUR country, meaning the people, and we should be able to run it any way we want. (Which is not what's happening now.)

Stephan Kinsella - Simon Hawke - Everyone has this benign view of what they call "a document" and then they think of the "document" as a "great attempt" to "protect human freedom" or some such bullshit. The "Constitution" was simply a document STARTING a new central state--it "constituted" it--it made it exist. IT granted it powers. It has literally nothing to do wtih human liberty or freedom. Why libertarians worsip the founding constitutional document of a STATE is beyond me. Idiots.

Kathryn Dawkins - Victor, posting this article is a politically motivated act on your part. Why are you pretending otherwise?

Tom Brosz - In 2004, the Democrats fought like hell for around 100,000 votes in Ohio to try to switch that state's electoral votes from Bush to Kerry. Had they succeeded, Kerry would have won the Electoral College and become president.
This, while Bush had around three million more popular votes than Kerry. Three million.
Anybody think that if Kerry had somehow managed to land Ohio, any Democrats would have been calling Kerry an "illegitimate" president because he was three million popular votes behind Bush? Or that any Democrats would be wailing about how awful the Electoral College is? Me either.
The noise the Democrats are making about the Electoral College is the same as the noise you hear about filibusters. If it gains the Democrats political power, it's one of the main foundations of our democracy. If it loses the Democrats power, it's an archaic remnant that needs to be ditched as soon as possible. Flip back and forth as necessary.
Just for the record, If California’s votes had been left out of the 2016 election, both Trump’s and Hillary’s, Trump would have been 1.4 million popular votes ahead.

Gregory Laan - We have elected some astonishingly evil Presidents. Nixon ran the Vietnam war an extra four years, maybe 15,000 extra dead Americans... Reagan Imported TONS of Cocaine to fund the Contras in Nicaragua... and He sold Anthrax to Saddam Hussein... REALLY! Donald Rumsfeld made the sale! https://nsarchive2.gwu.edu/NSAEBB/NSAEBB82/

Gregory Laan - Debating the Merits of the Electoral College is Fun but... I don't think we are going to HAVE an Election in 2020. If Trump Loses, He will declare the Election FAKE and remain in the White House as CZAR. Defended by GUN NUTS just like they did in Oregon This week... They keep on Talking about the coming Civil War and... IT'S ENTIRELY POSSIBLE.

Tom Brosz - Yeah, we wouldn't want to see what happens when one political side simply refuses to accept the results of an election.
What do you think this entire "Kill the Electoral College" thing is about in the first place?

Trump Has Totally FAILED At Mexico Border! Maybe He Should Ask G W Bush or Bill Clinton for Advice. They had TWICE as Many Illegal Aliens and THEY Didn't Have A Crisis! FIX THE FREAKING PROBLEM, LOSER...

Actual Numbers of People Crossing the US/Mexico Border.
It was Twice as Many During
The GW Bush and Bill Clinton Years!

A really great plan would be to Trick Saudi Arabia to Fight a War against Iran. We could sell weapons to both sides and they could kill each other. Payback Time!

Saudi Arabia was responsible for 9/11... Iran held American Hostages when Jimmy Carter Was President... and the World would be a better place if Both Countries ___________ . [Fill In The Blank]

Or... It could be a Three Way if Israel Joined the Fun... Come ON Armageddon! I'm Ready For The Rapture! End Times Are Here. 
Photo of a man holding a sign that says "This is a Sign" Absurdist Humor or End Times Notice?
Absurdist Humor or End Times Notice?


Photo of a man holding a sign that says "This is a Sign" Absurdist Humor or End Times Notice?
Paul Manafort's Lawyer... a Total Loser!


Seriously... What would happen if a Million Muslims Died? a Billion? 

Why don't countries use Bitcoin to avoid sanctions? Iran could sell oil to China without USA permission... No Federal Reserve Bank needed...

Anyone know the answer? Write in comments section... 

Heroic Russian Rock Music with a Dancing Bear - Sound Tracker - Sami Yaffa: St Petersburg - Link TV

https://www.linktv.org/shows/sound-tracker/episodes/russia-st-petersburg
This Video does not work... Sigh... I still do not know the name of the Russian Band with the Dancing Bear... I'll Try to ask Sami Yaffa... IF YOU KNOW, PLEASE WRITE THE NAME IN COMMENTS SECTION... AND PROVIDE A LINK IF POSSIBLE...

Grateful Dead... Deadhead ART and MyStory... American History... A Wonderful Experience... and they are Still On Tour in 2019! Amazing!

Grateful Deadhead Webpage...
Fan tribute ART and Stories...
sugar cube...
like the cover of "The Electric Kool Aid Acid Test" by Tom Wolfe.

~~~~~~~~~~my story~~~~~~~~~
 I first noticed the Grateful Dead in 1968 in English class at junior high school. Our teacher had put up posters on the wall of the classroom and we wrote essays about them.

He was attempting to stimulate creative WRITING but more importantly,
creative THINKING.

One was an American flag made out of swastikas and another was a solarized/negative photo of 5 hairy men standing in front of "LITTLE BOXES" type suburban tract homes.


Our English teacher
stopped working for the school system that year and has never been heard of since. That has happened often to people that go to see the Dead... They change their lifestyle and start associating
with a different set of people...


Photo of those "Little Boxes" Homes being invaded by Alien Spaceship.


The first time I went to a concert was 1972. It was a double date with friends. There were three bands playing that night. The Sons of Champlin, The New Riders of the Purple Sage and the Grateful Dead. We all smoked marijuana during the first act and the other couple fell asleep in each others arms on
the floor of the Winterland Arena (San Francisco).

We let them sleep until the last song of the night. Casey Jones.

All that I really remember about that show was that the last song kept on getting louder and more intense and I felt that it was impossible for it to get any more powerful, and then it did...

The next year I went to Chico State College. At That Time...my opinion was that the people who were fans of the Dead were too obsessive. I tried to keep out of that scene because the people were just fanatic... I was more into Johnny Winter...

However,

In 1974 a group of us kids got into a Van and went to see the Dead at the University of Reno. I was in the back playing harmonica with my friend Jimmy on guitar. We spent the night at a cabin at Lake Tahoe. We all bought some 4-way windowpane acid. This turned out to be a mistake. The quality was
frighteningly bad. The next morning we went to the football stadium at 10 AM. We took the LSD and it made us feel anxious and upset all day. Lucky for me, I gave away 3/4 of the geletin square to some ladies. I apologise to them for their own nightmare experiences... Hey, I just didn't know... sorry...

The Dead were using a sound system called "The Albatross" or "The Wall Of Sound". They NEVER got it to work right. It was a huge sound system that was so complex that it turned out to be impractical to use on the road. They would play half a song and then something would go wrong and
they would stop. At 8 that night they finally gave up and we left. By then, the fear caused by the acid had gone away and I had a good time looking at the flashing lights in downtown RENO. There were some sculptures of Showgirls that were 40 feet tall. They were very impressive. I took some photographs at that show. I also had borrowed a halloween mask from my roomate.  I lost the mask when some kid borrowed it to wear and then ran away thru the crowd...
During my trip I realized that it was way too much stuff to have to keep track of.
From then on I carried very little with me on trips... Intentionally dressing for an adventure, with carefully selected supplies...

Eventually, I went to 37 Dead Concerts. What a blessing...

The Wall of Sound did function wonderfully at San Francisco's Winterland... The shows documented in "The Grateful Dead Movie" were spectacular... During the song "Truckin" I realized that "if the roof blew off the building and I could see the stars, I would not really be amazed because what was happening on stage was already the most unbelieveable event possible... another unbelievable event would just be trivial"

I was amused by one peculiar action... often, the cameramen would film a lightbulb on a stand... this seemed like odd behavior but eventually I grasped the idea that they were filming a chalkboard with a NUMBER written on it lit up by the lightbulb to be used to index the reels of film... for editing... I was told what they were doing about 10 years later...

They had live fire on stage and
ladies with silk ribbons dancing in front of the band...
and the LSD that night was of excellent quality... THANKS!

It became apparent that there was something ELSE going on in addition to "rock and roll/show business". Some times I would not bother to buy a ticket to the concert at all but was happy to play music in the parking lot. Many people DID NOT attend the concerts. They went to experience the scene that surrounded the DEAD. There was a philosophy that the band was not the center of attention.
Dancing at the Rainbow Gathering in California... Dun Dun Village...


The Rainbow Gathering is the logical outgrowth of this feeling. The people from the audience (and other like minded individuals) meet in a National Forest and have a wonderful camping trip. At this level, the band does not even attend at all.

REBUS PICTURE PUZZLE:
What do the webdings spell?

answer to the rebus picture puzzle:
You can call this song "The United States Blues"


During the late 1970s the band had become unpopular with the general public and I got to see them in smaller places... like the boys gym at the University of Maryland. The baby boomer generation seemed to be embarrased by their hippie behavior during their youth and those were lean years for the band. Bad for them, but good for me because it was easy to get a ticket...

Then tastes changed and they started playing
huge football stadiums.


One fine show was at Pittsburg's Three Rivers Stadium... 80,000 seats... The Dead played with Crosby, Stills and Nash. They played "Wooden Ships" and "Teach Your Children" which featured a pedal steel guitar solo by Jerry Garcia... such a sweet introduction to that song on the CSN record... The people came from Canada, NY city and Washington DC... an interesting group of people to meet... there was a great violin based gypsy jazz band playing by a bus after the show... then the police made everyone leave the parking lot and drive on down the road. I ended up stopping at a McDonalds restaurant with a playland that was just PACKED with other deadheads... Big fun playing on the toys.

I never went "on tour" with the Dead but it took very little effort to drive one day to see a show... So, when I lived in Maryland, I went to many shows in Philadelphia, Baltimore, Columbia MD, DC, Norfolk
VA and NY City... Like, why NOT?

Madison Square Garden is built directly above Pennsylvania Station... it's quite convenient to ride the train to and from the show...


The 6 shows I saw at Columbia Maryland's Merriweather Post Pavillion were a high point for all... The venue is in an ideal location. It is located in "Symphony Woods", a forested park in downtown Columbia. Across the street is a giant shopping mall. Convenient access to supplies (groceries,
batteries, liquor etc.).

The shows were outdoors in the summer and one night there was a thunderstorm. Lucky US! Many people left and that relieved the overcrowding on the lawn area... Thanks for going away!

The band kept on playing and the lightning flashes seemed to be timed to the music... During the drum/space part of the show, Mickey Hart timed drum rolls to have the thunder play the last note... on a tom-tom fill it would go... from high to low... da da da, du du du, de de de, kaboom!

Sadly, the town of Columbia requested that the Dead play somewhere ELSE... The rumor is that there were too many fireworks in the parking lot and the fans were a danger to the forest... I believe this to be true because there WERE a lot of explosives flying into the air... flying explosives are legal "south of the border" in the Carolina states... a VERY short drive on highway 95... so the DC area always has had a lot of fireworks... and M80 firecrackers.

The next year the Dead moved to a basketball arena... and then eventually ended up at RFK Stadium in Washington DC.

A concert at RFK had Another fantastic thunderstorm... the football field turned to mud with people sliding... In the summer, the weather often gets to 99.99999% humidity and 100 degrees Farenheit... It's just miserable... they, when the rain comes at nightfall, it is a relief... a blessing... the people started to cheer when the thunderstorm started...

MORE GRATEFUL DEAD INSPIRED ART...



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original poetry inspired by shows at JFK and the Spectrum Arena in Philadelphia.

ceremony and ritual: a story...
OUR MINDS HAVE BEEN FUSED INTO ONE SHIMMERING
COLONIAL ANIMAL...
FLOWING IN THE
CURRENTS OF THE MUSIC...
adrenaline, seratonin,synapses on fire !

IN THE SHADOWS,TORCHES FLICKER IN THE BREEZE.
THE ORACLE BEGINS TO SPEAK,
FEEL THE HEAT...
adrenaline,serotonin,synapses on fire!

WE DANCE OUTSIDE OF THE TRADITIONAL
REALM OF TIME AND SPACE.
THE CROWD ERUPTS IN OUTBURSTS OF FREE-FORM MOTION
AS THE INTENSITY OF THE JAM PEAKS
adrenaline,serotonin,synapses on fire!

MY BODY IS TRANSFORMED INTO A PINBALL AND
I RICCOCHET AROUND THE SPECTRUM
ARENA BOUNCING OFF THE FLASHING LIGHTS.
A CROWD OF DEADHEADS
SURROUND ME INTENT ON TELLING ME STUPID JOKES...
THEY JUST...know... THAT I WILL LAUGH...
adrenaline,serotonin,synapses on fire!

GOD...THE 'BIG G' WALKS RIGHT UP TO ME AND SHAKES MY HAND.
HE ANSWERS ALL THE
REALLY BIG QUESTIONS...
OF COURSE, BY THE NEXT MORNING I FORGOT THEM ALL!

NO PROBLEM ....

THEY WERE PROGRAMMED DIRECTLY INTO MY DNA
AND I'LL KNOW THEM UNTIL
THE END OF TIME........


THANK YOU DR. ALBERT HOFFMAN

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Self Hypnosis story. written to entrance the reader.

Imagine that you are floating in a tub of warm water...
every muscle in your body is completely relaxed...
your mind drifts and contentment blooms like
a time lapse film of a rose...

you leave your body and rise up to the ceiling...
you look back and see your body...
it is resting with a cup of tea in it's hand...ahh...mint...

as you watch your body,
your mind seeps thru the ceiling and you see the world.
there is a forest...it is for...rest...

on the shore of a lake a spiral of deadheads dance around a fire.
the flickering light seems to be perfectly synchronized to the rhythm of the drums... alas...the reversal
of entropy is mearly an illusion.

one of the deadheads reaches into the shadows and lifts
a five gallon can of gasoline.
it is tightly sealed.he places it on the fire...
they all move back...

it will take time for the gas to expand enough to burst the can...
a slender woman with strawberry blond hair raises a conch shell
to her lips and draws a deep breath.
she blows a long note signaling
the beginning of a new era of mankind.

everything is dripping with meaning.
significance saturates every leaf of every tree ...
then a tiny hole appears in the gas can and
a cone of fire reaches for the sky...

you contemplate metalurgy,welding and strength of materials...
then the gas can resigns itself to fate
and a ball of fire searches for oxygen and of course finds it.
the spiral of deadheads emit a massive yeah! and you drift on...


One fine thing about the Grateful Dead:

They often played three nights in a row at the same location,
without repeating any songs. It is truly amazing that they
were able to remember that much material.
Most performers practice one show and then when they have
learned it, they go on the road...
It makes me wonder if there is a song memorization
enhancing property to the chemical LSD.

How ELSE can we explain what happened?

Each night had a different texture to it.
The first night had more extreme improvization and more
dissonant chord structure.
The second night was mellow and the third night
was straight ahead rock and roll.

I believe that this was intentional.
Many of us would buy tickets to all three nights and spend
the daytime as tourists exploring whatever town we were in.
On the first night, we would take LSD
and enjoy the spaciness of the jams.
The second night we would be tired out from the previous
night's adventure and were in the mood for those sad old ballads...
By the time the third night rolled
around, we just wanted to party with our new found friends.



 The ART below is based on the fine graphic design
of  Bob Thomas... and a supurb redwood sculpture by an
unknown Humboldt County artist...

It is easy to see far when you stand on the shoulders of giants!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Thomas
Bob also did the Lightning Bolt Skull with
artist, sound engineer and
LSD manufacturer Owsley Stanley...
 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Owsley_Stanley
nicknamed "Bear"

 The back cover of History of the Grateful Dead, vol 1 (Bear's Choice) showed multi-colored marching bears. Bob's inspiration for the bear came from a 36 point lead slug of a generic bear that was a standardised figure from a printer's font box.
The desire to document the LSD experience is strong...
witness this man trying to photograph an Hallucination...

MLULTRA... WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
Both Ken Kesey and Robert Hunter were paid research subjects...


The ultimate winners of this voyage...
Kid dancing with dad as a Grateful Dead Cover band plays...
Let it Grow...
in beautiful Arcata, California... we can have fun forever... Tribute Bands may be playing Dead songs for thousands of years... after all, people still perform Mozart, Beethoven, Mussorgsky...
 "The Miracle Show" concert. A Dead Tribute band that
re-incarnates themselves as "The Fickle Hillbillies"
to play original tunes.

Playing for free in Arcata. No cover charge, we are all just friends that love to play and dance...

SAMBA! at the all species parade...

FYI... Arcata, California is an entire TOWN
of people that GRASP the concept...
Like the students pictured above...
Come and VISIT anytime... Take Highway 101 North from San Francisco or 101 South from Oregon... Highway 299 leads to us from Redding and the central valley...
Plenty of Guitar pickers and artists here...









Grateful Deadhead Tribute Webpage. Pictures and Tall Tales. Many thanks to all that made the Grateful Dead an American Miracle... Just remember, if our lives together were written as a fiction story, everyone would dismiss it as being unbelieveable... Yet it all really happened! ART, Poetry and MyStory...




grateful dead psychedelic art files for your viewing pleasure...
The wonderful Winterland Arena in San Francisco was the home to many Grateful Dead Concerts... It was the ONE PLACE where the Wall of Sound really worked! They had days to set up the equipment and tweak it to perfection... The Movie with the cartoon at the beginning was filmed there... and it was a fine show! They included fire on stage and ladies dancing with silk scarves...

Golden Gate Park, site of the Human Be In


One thing that happened surrounding the Dead was an Intentional Community of people that followed the band around... They earned a living by selling things in the parking lot of the show during the daytime... There were vendors selling tie-dye shirts, bumperstickers, illegal drugs, legal drugs and food...

But it was not all capitalism for currency...

A group called the Diggers founded a free store/free meal in the Haight Ashbury district of San Francisco and many of their IDEAS were carried along with the Deadheads on tour. Somehow, just giving away gifts to friends is a practical alternative to cash retail sales... If everyone just shares, we can all just bliss out and have a fine time... So, I tried to bring things to give away... and miraculously, people gave me stuff too! and we didn't worry about keeping score with money.

At RFK stadium in Washington DC, I was showing a person some rainbow glasses that I had made. The Air and Space Museum sold diffraction grating by the sheet and I would cut out small pieces and scotch tape them to paper eyeglass frames... this caused the viewer to see rainbows surrounding every light... quite magical... so this fellow asked me  "Would you like to break bread brother?"  I said yes and he gave me the center square off of a round loaf of Sourdough French bread...  I let him keep the glasses and we parted ways... about an hour later I realized that I was tripping on acid... I guess the bread was dosed! That show involved a terrific thunder and lightning storm and dancing in the mud on the football field. Near the end of the evening I decided to practice a Carlos Casteneda type POWER WALK. I took a step and then waited a moment to thouroughly experience that precise location and then I took another step. Then I waited until I had "GROKED" fully that location and took another step... So the ultimate effect was extremely slow walking in a crowd of dancing people... I walked like that for an hour... all the way out to the parking lot where I left my car... This caused some fellow Deadheads to satirize me by making mocking statements... "Watch out for that guy! He's moving so fast he might run you over" I ofter found a feeling of family at these events... that guy could make fun of me because he was a relative of mine... and after all... "We are all one beneath the Infinite Sun"


Dead Related Events...
Since many people who like the band have learned to play musical instruments, quite often they feel like being IN the BAND instead of being in the AUDIENCE.
In 1972, a friend of mine went to San Francisco and went to the Fillmore West and came back to our high school and said... LET"S BUILD OUR OWN.

That was the beginning of Forbes Mill in Los Gatos California... We had a light show and electric rock music every weekend at an abandoned stone flour mill in the center of town... On Wednesday nights we performed folk music. My band performed... I was the head of security and did advertising posters.

Since we had Town sponsorship of our "Teen Club" thru the organization Youth Unlimited, we had to make sure no laws were being broken or the police would shut us down. Certainly no drinking or illegal drug use or housing of runaways. My take on law enforcement was to direct potential lawbreakers to the nearby hole in the fence that lead to the wooded area next to the freeway.  I admit that a lot of laws were broken on State of California property, but that was NOT MY CONCERN. I was responsible for making sure that OUR property was crime free.

The light show was created by using four slide projectors and two spinning wheels with variable speed motors that blocked the light from reaching the white wall behind the bandstand. Each cardboard wheel had holes cut into it so that the slides would be projected in a stroboscopic manner.  Some slides were abstract art created by "crystal craze" paint and others were photographs.
We also owned a strobe light and I learned to not point it at the electric organ player because the blinking light made it impossible to see which keys were black and which were white...

Other Dead Related Events:
When I was living in Washington DC I got an Invitation to a concert that was to be held deep in the woods near Quantico Marine Corps Base. Some people carried in a generator and about a quarter mile off the road they had a rock concert. The only people that attended were fellow Deadheads that were given invitations at the Grateful Dead concert at the Capitol Center. Quite fun.

A more formal event was held at Wilmer's Park in Brandywine, Maryland. You needed a ticket for that one. Mr Wilmer has been holding barn dances and rock concerts since the 1950's at his farm... Generally it was fiddle square dancing on weeknights and in the summer, local bands... Generations of people enjoyed this recreational facility.  The band I saw was called "New Potato Caboose".  They played tribute songs and Bob Marley... In researching this webpage post, I wanted to spell Wilmer's Park correctly and so I googled it... Mr Wilmer has passed away and It is under new management and they plan to build a big place there to play... marketing bands that are not popular enough for Basketball Arenas but too big for bars. They also say that in recent years, almost all of the groups were for a black audience... Go figure, once again Deadheads and Blacks partying in the same location... Just like The Spectrum and JFK Stadium in Philadelphia.

Grateful Dead reunite to play Obama benefit concert...
deadheads for Obama.

Rainbow Gathering in Pennsylvania in the 1980's.
This event really started at the Spectrum Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania at a three day Grateful Dead concert. It eventually turned out to be a five month vacation traveling from Florida to Canada looking for the best beach...

I drove up from Washington DC and camped out in the parking lot in my car. During the daytime, we were able to swim at a public pool across the street from the Spectrum. The local residents had the lifeguards pull a rope across the pool so we swam on one side of the pool and they enjoyed the other... sort of like segregation except the black people were the ones that wanted us over on the other side of the rope...

One afternoon I ran into a fellow from Manassas, Virginia that called himself "Lumpy the Biker". He asked if he could rest by sitting in the front seat of my car. He had injured his leg in a motorcycle accident and had trouble standing. So we were relaxing in the car and he told me that he didn't really LIKE the Grateful Dead and did not have a ticket. He was just here to have fun at the parking lot party and to score some acid for resale back home in Virginia. By this time I had already eaten a dose...

I decided to wander over to look at the railroad tracks and admire the trains. They were underneath of some freeways and reminded me of an Escher Drawing.
When I got back I found out that "Lumpy" had been dealing out of my car. He was selling bottles of Visine LSD: Each drops of water had one dose in it. Somehow, someone had started the rumor that since he was dealing out of my car, that I must be his supplier... Therefore, later that night at the concert, many people came up to me and thanked me for the excellent quality of the acid. Then they asked if I wanted any and I stuck out my hand, they squeezed a couple of drops and I licked my hand... many times...
this was a classic case of an unknown large dose...

I ended up dancing in the concourse area where the refreshments were sold. There were many flashing lights on the advertising billboards for the Atlantic City Casinos. Many other Deadheads encircled me to tell me stupid jokes because they were guaranteed that I would laugh... A friend wrote in the dirt on the back window of my car "Mush Brain"... I got his address and visited him in New jersey later that summer. He was a teen ager that had built a shack way out in the woods for a party house. I have quite a bit of admiration for creative construction like that! At some time during those three days, someone gave me a card with an invitation to the Rainbow Gathering to be held at an undisclosed location somewhere in Pennsylvania July 4th. I put the card on the dashboard of my car and forgot about it...

As luck would have it, I got fired from my job that week for lack of attendance. I just did not show up for work and a couple of days later my boss knocked on my door and told me to not come in... He was not amused... So, there I was, time on my hands and money in the bank... I had been working steady for about six years and had been throwing my loose change in a dresser drawer for the whole time. So, I pulled the drawer out and put it in the trunk of my car and headed towards Florida. As I headed down the road, I picked up some hitchhikers and they informed me of the location of the Rainbow Gathering. I had no Idea what it was but from their description, it sounded like fun. I dropped them off and went to Epcot Center and Disney World.

I ended up staying there for five days. I found a campground and every day woke up early, went to EPCOT for a few hours, went back to the campground when it got hot and took a nap, then went back to EPCOT near sunset. The place is totally different at night. The most impressive spot is at a lake near the big sphere. They project LASER light that looks like the planet Earth... Outlines of the continents... and then animate the globe to give the impression that it is revolving... at the same time, they have fountains dancing in colored lights, fireworks and loud classical music. Specifically, the Russians: Tchaikovsky and Mussorgski... Quite the sensory overload. Everyone had told me that the best ride was Space Mountain but it's only good the first time when it has the element of surprise... So, for the first day at EPCOT, I took LSD and pretended that I was a secret agent with a goal of climbing space mountain... handy to remember that while tripping in public it's a good idea to maintain one's composure or the Munchkins would throw you out of the park! Space Mountain was excellent but standing in line for a half an hour was difficult while the faces of the people were distorting... Yes, it was an astounding ride.
Ialso rode the Monorail over to the hotel and went to the top roof and admired the fine view from 10 stories up of Florida... Remember that when tripping, it is not a good idea to wear a t-shirt with a physics joke on it... The "straights" won't understand the joke and will ask you to explain... I made that mistake... I had a shirt with the picture of Einstein wearing a policeman's hat with the saying "186,000 miles per hour, not just a good idea, IT'S THE LAW!"


I also liked the Kraft Foods singing and dancing fruits and vegetables show. They had a giant refrigerator onstage and food came out and did song and dance numbers... Just like in ZAP COMIX by Robert Crumb.

and the Carousel of Progress will stay with me my whole lifetime...
especially the SONG!

"Now is the time, now is the best time,
now is the best time of your life!
Right here and now, you've got it made...
The world's forward marching and you're in the parade!"
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carousel_of_Progress

originally, the General Electric Display at the New York World's Fair, it shows the same happy fimily and their technology thru time... A diorama shows them in the 1800's using oil lamps, then we sing the song and the Audience rotates to view the next era... electric lights! The song was written by the same fellows that did "It's a Small World" and most of the other Disney classics... The Sherman brothers:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sherman_Brothers


Mickey Mouse and the Space Mountain.

My hitchhikers said the Gathering was at the intersection of 6 and 666 in Pennsylvania.  I drove there by myself and was greeted by a man that said "Welcome Home, Brother".  I parked and walked in carrying a backpack and sleeping bag... no tent... so the entire time I was sleeping in random different locations... When I arrived at the main campfire circle I noticed that the Gathering was located on a creek and so I wandered downstream to find a nude swimming hole... There by the creekside was a sweat lodge and a group of  bathers. I went swimming and waited for the opportunity to go into the lodge. By this time I had been approached by someone's child who recommended that I not smoke tobacco during my time at the Gathering... I took that advice and soon was feeling the withdrawl symptoms from my addiction... A group left the sweat lodge and I went in... a person asked me to leave as there were two couples that wanted a private sweat and I was a fifth wheel... I got angry because I had no knowledge of a queue waiting for the sweat lodge... and I was freaking from the tobacco "JONES"... I left after arguing a bit and later got to sweat with many other men... The sweat was very therepudic and helped with my nicotine anxiety. I wandered up to the main circle and met a fellow that manufactured plate glass xylophones and wooden marimbas. I borrowed one and played at the main circle. Then went over to a stage near the entrance and joined a group performing there. I was not wearing any clothes... It's the one time in my entire life that I have performed on stage nude... We mostly played songs like "JINGO" by Santana... that classic beat...
And the song "Infinite Sun"

Lyrics:
We are all one 'neath the Infinite Sun,
forever, forever, forever...
I will never forget you,
I will never forsake you,
forever, forever, forever...

Later that day I met some women and retired to their blanketed campsite for a back rub... One was named Terri and we became friends... Traded phone numbers... She decided to leave the Gathering Early because she wanted to go to the Bob Dylan and The Dead concert at RFK Stadium in Washington DC.
I selected to not go because the Gathering was a better event... In my opinion...
On July 4th at the main circle I found a bowl of Peyote unattended... It had a sign saying Sacrament, Help Yourself... and I did... For the entire day I ate small bits of Peyote... Just a small amount and then wait a half an hour, then another small amount and wait... after about 12 hours I had eaten a LOT and truly got the Mescaline High without barfing. The flavor of Peyote is quite bitter and many people find it to be so bad that they barf... I prefer the slow, steady approach.

I wandered over to a stage made out of hay bales and enjoyed the music. There was a cable slide built into a tree and I rode that often. How it worked: there was a steel cable leading from a platform about 15 feet up in a tree streatched taughtly to a stake in the ground... A person sat in a leather seat that was attached to the cable by a freespinning wheel and chain... Jump off the platform and ride the cable to the ground... whee! swing the seat back up the cable for the next rider... That was an amazing ride, home made by Rainbow Gatherers just for our own amusement... Thanks!!!

Then I started dancing with a lady that had coarse brown hair... we became friends and were kissing on the ground when she suggested we go on stage and sing for the rest of the tribe. By this time I was very high on Peyote. She gave me a choice of three songs to perform... the names of the first two songs were incomprehensable so I selected Kumbayah, the third choice. We did go onto the stage and sang for the rest of the tribe... by that time she selected to go to her campsite and we parted ways... I located my sleeping bag and found that another lady was in it... I told her to not worry or leave and we slept together like spoons...

In my reading about the Native American Church, one of the things that happens is that a person high on peyote meets Mescalito and is taught their song... then they perform it for the tribe... My experience was similar... I felt as if the woman with the coarse brown hair was MescalitA and we did perform my song...


A couple of days later I drove home and went out on a date with Terry. We had a fine time and she and her girlfriend wanted a ride to an Ashram in rural Virginia. So the three of us went to visit Dar San Singh near an army base on the Potomac. We could hear the explosions of the warriors practicing with their weapons. The sound provided contrast for what was happening at the Ashram.
The Spiritual Study of Indian Religion.
I didn't quite grasp the message of this GURU (mainly because I could not understand a word he said-heavy accent, talked quietly) so I and the Terry's girlfriend came back to DC and I dropped her off at her house.

And THAT's how I spent my summer vacation...
link to my Rainbow Gathering webpage... a "we did it ourselves" event!


OOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM

New Years Eve Shows... Add a little theatre to your classic dead show.
I was lucky enought to see Carlos Santana and the Dead at the Cow Palace. Santana played up until midnight... then a float was pushed from the back of the arena to the front with Father Time riding it and a Newborn Baby took over the hourglass. Then the Dead started playing after midnight... I went with my first wife and we had a fine time... Such a blessing to be in love, stoned and at a Dead Concert! Maui-Wowie!
another New Years eve show was at the San Francisco Convention Center and they let us in really early. We played volleyball until it was time for the band to play. That is just the type of experience that is totally unavailable at any other rock concert... Many Thanks to Bill Graham for allowing us to be part of the family.


Another New Years show involved me purchasing 10 tickets in Washington DC for a concert at the Oakland California Baskeball arena. Then I flew out to visit my parents in Los Gatos for Christmas. I sold (at cost) all the tickets to my friends from high school. They were so very happy because the show was sold out and I had the miracle tickets! I got to be a passenger in back of my friends truck... playing guitar and singing as we sped down the freeway... outdoors... with the wind in my hair... FREE!

That show was really drenched with the feeling of family... I was introduced to "Laser" Lester and his wife Marsha... Lester and I walked down to the dance floor in order to score some acid and sure enough, I saw a distortion in the crowd... like someone was dealing... I said "Lester, Lester, Look at that!" and he agreed that it certainly LOOKED like a spiral of deadheads surrounding a dealer... and it was.. all the time Marsha kept hold of our seats... every once in a while we visited her and the kids and my friends but mostly it was dance dance dance...

My other friends (who shall remain nameless) brought their two 16 years old daughters... I enjoyed playing guitar and singing for the girls and one of them wrote down the lyrics to a song she had written in my notebook... In my guitar case are some notebooks where I write down the lyrics and chord changes for all my favorite songs... many people over the years have requested that I learn their favorite song and I do the research and add it to the playlist...  but to write in my book is quite a special event... usually I have to do all the work, but sometimes someone else has a song in their heart!
I forgot the tune to her song but a year later I was visiting Walden Pond near Boston and had the time and the inspiration to formalize a tune and the chord changes... I was missing a pencil or pen so I burned a stick and wrote the chords with the charcoal... BIG LETTERS... in E Minor...

"Laser" Lester got his nickname because he was a laserist for Bill Graham.

The classic "too much information to grasp" artform...
We did it at the Fillmore West with a lightshow, rock band, psychedelic drugs and people dressed in bizarre costumes... ahh... that WAS a little MORE multimedia than just a computer playing sound and displaying images... WAY MORE...

OK, What is a mind sprout anyway?
Well, on LSD, I feel as if my mind had given birth to a new way of life...
a new and better path between the dawn and the dark of night...
At the very least, it caused me to become interested in the search for enlightenment as a worthy goal in life.

The Western World was permanently re-arranged by the millions of people that had the psychedelic experience... but over half of the world simply missed the bus!

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