The Hippie Museum


What Did the Hippies Want?
by Alicia Bay Laurel

Earth Consciousness
Hippie Museum's
Hippie History.
by Char~*



"Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."
- - Arundhati Roy


MOTHER IS WATCHING!


ARE NATURAL DISASTERS CONNECTED?
Is something wrong with Mother Earth?


"Mother Earth (Natural Anthem)"
by Neil Young

Oh, Mother Earth,
With your fields of green
Once more laid down
by the hungry hand
How long can you
give and not receive
And feed this world
ruled by greed
And feed this world
ruled by greed.

Oh, ball of fire
In the summer sky
Your healing light,
your parade of days
Are they betrayed
by the men of power
Who hold this world
in their changing hands
They hold the world
in their changing hands.

Oh, freedom land
Can you let this go
Down to the streets
where the numbers grow
Respect Mother Earth
and her giving ways
Or trade away
our children's days
Or trade away
our children's days.

Respect Mother Earth
and her giving ways
Or trade away
our children's days




ANCIENT ORIGINS OF SOLSTICE

:

Rainbow Gathering
Photos by Tristan Savatier




THE PHAT NEWS OF MARK
a Hippie Bible


THE COMPUTER REVOLUTION
We Owe It All To The Hippies






PORT OF HELIOTOWN





ANIMAL INGREDIENTS A - Z


WOODSTOCK
by Joni Mitchell

I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who l am
But you know life is for learning
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden



Most of the links here are gathered at various information portals. The primary ones being The Hippie Museum group, the Diggers site, and the folk from Morningstar and Wheeler Ranches. Some is delivered by Angelic Oracle. Thanks to All.


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