It ain’t going to be like the sixties

You know… It ain’t going to be like the sixties Where the sisters were holding hands, And the brothers were wearing flowers, And the hippies did not withstand. No it ain’t going to be like the sixties, When “the powers” they got control, And the world sighed a bitter...
Hey Diddle Diddle

Hey Diddle Diddle

Hey Diddle Diddle A poem by Michael Sharp Hey diddle diddle, the cat plays the fiddle And the cow jumps over the moon The mouses they dance and the lambs they do prance While the Cheshire cat plays the spoons. And way over there, flinging spores through the air Is...
Let the Sunshine In

Let the Sunshine In

This is another one of those songs that an advanced student of the Lightning Path would get in an instant. It’s all about the desperate grey hell of Normal Consciousness that most people walk around in. Swaddled in winter cloths to protect themselves, wearing...

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