Day 165/366

I've recently come to realize that I know too many modern day 'hippies'. I won't bother trying to define them for you. But in my terms, just know that their choice of words is extremely fascinating and that I know that they ought to have been born in a different era where society was different and more accepting than what it is today. Instead of writing something myself today, I'm listing down some interesting (According to me, at last) things my conversations with these individuals have made them say: 

I saw your face in a dream last night. It was a split second. Its like your face appeared over mine like when you open your eyes in the morning and you're blinded by white light. Then your face eclipsed to the source of the light. For that second, I think I woke up then. When one sees a familiar face in a dream, one needs to reflect on qualities and personalities that are common between the dreamer and the subject in the dream as the dream communicates only through indirect signs and symbols. Then, one takes that understanding and applies it to the emotions experienced at that point of the dream (like what i felt when i saw your face). Something like that would require much introspection but because of the short duration, there was a lack of assimilation. I decided to let it be. - Juniper Songweaver

Dive into the deep sea of mind and find that middle fish. Not the one which is too heavy and lures your mind in some quantitative way; Not the small one. Find the middle one. Use its juice and create something from it...A moment perhaps. - Little Drummer Boy 

Is life always this cormorant? Vicious and gluttonous. No respite, no time to look back. Fear around every corner. Green, the pasture never is... - The High-flyer

What is religion? A farce that people knowingly cling onto because things aren't going right at home or at work or in their minds. The truth: People can fend for themselves. They are strong enough to. They just like to believe otherwise. - Mr. Helson 

This post is a dedication to people like them who have given me umpteen number of opportunities to quit my dream of becoming a writer because their world and thoughts are just so much more intriguing and interesting than mine! Thank you for being an inspiration in my twisted little head.

Day 66/366

The Artist
The many layered man,
He fascinates me.
He tells tales of damselflies,
While on the pretty green.

A musician by day,
Tattoo enthusiast by night,
An artist with many tools,
He replenishes his appetite.

A serene madman this hippie is,
Who looks somewhat like Jesus Christ.
Belonging to The Mavyns (pronounced May-vins)
This fellow's a real delight!

(The relation of the photograph to the person this poem is about might not seem clear to some. I shall explain. I knew him to be a musician, an artiste. After many trippy and intriguing conversations with him, I have seen that crazy passion in him that I assumed only artists and scientists would possess. He, a musician, is an artist with many tools. I might even get myself a tattoo done by him on my birthday if I am daring enough.)

Day 50/366

The Flower Child
Soul sold to the wind,
She glides across the sand,
The bohemian clothes adorn,
Bracelets clinking on her hand.

The hippie child is a beautiful being,
Writing songs for the deep, blue sea.
In her flowy dress she greets the sun,
Being who she was meant to be.

The flowers in her hair,
The surreal smiles,
Electrifying you from inside,
Her radiance guides.

The notepad and pen safe,
In the cycle's little basket,
She writes about life day to day,
Until the day in her casket.

Day 7/366

Hippies manage to lose complete control of life - their vision to life is lost because they are so into the drugs. Because of losing complete control over your life, you reach the highest height of freedom, which is what civilization was all about before society came in and started imposing its concepts and beliefs and rules over us. The hippies are superior to us average human beings who believe that we need to reach certain 'goals' in our life that society makes us think is what we want from life. Money and fame are not the goals of living, people. Go really life your life as a free individual!