"OLD" hippie?

Sounds pərty good to me.

 

I prefer the title "ancient bong master."

 

In most traditional societies, I'd have been dead five years ago. Old isn't necessarily washed up any more. Go ahead; call me "old." I don't need a euphemism. Old beats the alternative.

 

wow! what a great idea traveler!!!!

 

The cool hippy boundaries melt...I'm 52 and was an "Original" London barefoot Hippy!....but my eighteen year old son and me get along just like two buddies back then...in spirit he's as hip as I was...kind, social, cool & conscientious & caring.
Our basic intuited ideals still live on, I saw our breed everywhere on my early travels...our wish for freedom physical and mental, our respect for the equal right of ALL species to live and express themselves.....it is unfortunate that after all these years the fight is still on.
I kinda like the "Original" label.....but often think of "Ancient" hippies which we'll all be some day.....nice to meet you guys...cool messages!

 

LOL~* traveler!!
well...its like this too...I'm young enough to be considered technically by some to not be an "original" hippie since i was only a kid in the sixties. I'm old enough to not give a fock about being called old ~rotf!~ Like I care or it should bother me to be called old. As long as I'm still hitting it and spinning in the front row, I don't care what the label is, hehe, I know I have shocked alotta people when they find out how old I am so its an irrelavant thing cause I'm young at heart and thats what people seem to see. I like being the old one, it has some very good points. *this ancient bong master coughs up a lung * pass to the left?

 

Is it hippy etiquette to pass the bong to the left or right? I never knew....just passed to whoever had their hand out....

 

always to the left in a clockwise manner, and skip the ones that butt in front of the circle...lol..
Don't bogard that joint my friend
Pass it over to me
you've been holding on ito it
and I sure would like a hit.
Roll another one
just like the other one
cuz you been holding on to it
and I sure would like a hit.

Psssst. I'm sitting on the left of you.

 

oh,i'm supposed to pass it?

 

LOL shameless~! imma be humming that song all day now *heehee*

 

old

mm now my 14 year old is staying out later
than me hahaha

due to the fact my 11 year old son is in
and my 2 year old is in
i feel old......

no im just in the house
could be out devonshire arms
dancing to some marley....
but ill have to wait a few more years

hahaha

good luck
im sure age is causing this old feeling.
lovenpeace from saff
just felt like answering
old hippies are everywhere.......

 

hehe,...'hippy etiquette? good one carly! Shameless,...loved ur haight/ashbury story!hey gate, ya gotta pass the bong to someone else, not pass it to your other hand! lol

 

not old maybe more wiser to the ways of the world and the way it plays :H

 

Hey all,
"Old Hippie"? Well "Hippie" was an epithet during the day and the "mainstreamers" or "straights" used it in much the same tone they used to say "******!" or "spic!". Heck-in current rightist theology the sixties and everyone who was a part of "the thing" were and are the cause of all the world's woes.
"Old" has never been a very flattering term-when I was in for alchohol treatment quite a while back now there was this dried up old prune insisting he was "fifty seven years young!" He was a ROUGH fifty seven! So is "old hippie" a derogatory term? Could be-and if someone objects to it...well use something else. I guess I do not mind.
Now me and my friend "Fred" were hitchhiking the Northern Peninsula of Michigan that summer of 1970 and up pulls this van with California plates? This hippie couple picks us up and here was this what looked to us like a middle aged couple, the guy with hair on his chest and the wife with the flowered sundress and braided hair and the whole nine yards. They looked and felt as "original" as I had ever seen. No words were spoken the entire thirty odd miles- because if there had been? Well we no doubt would have powwowed into the night and nobody had time for that. Had they been on the Haight? I would guess-and these two looked like they went even further back-like maybe into the Kesey days or possibly even into the Kerouac era. But we got out and said "so long" and I guess we will never know. At any rate Fred says "Now there were some OLD HIPPIES!" as they zoomed off with the profoundest tones of respect. Then we moved on to the serious business of finding our friends.
Tundrahopper4

 

When I arrived in The Haight 1966, I was sixteen and everyone was older then me. I guess that made me the youngest Hippie and if I am Old or Ancient, I'm still younger then they are ( nanana na na). But Original suits me fine, since after all, I am original, unique in manner and thought. Original as in the first of it's kind. But what of the ones before. What shall we call them (besides mostly all dead).
I was hangin' with the Beats when I was 12. Playing Bongos and reciting poetry, wearing black to protest "everything' and on a deeply emotional death sequence of betrayal, loniliness and misunderstoodness(is that a word). The Beats were very down, very aware of the times and the changes that were taking place.
We would sit around at Pennys house and listen to Joan Bias, Oddetta, Dave Van Ronk, Bob Dylan and many others. I would hear them talk of the VN war and the atrosities that went along with war. They talked about the injustice of the Draft and where they would go. They would move to Canada or Mexico. I found them to be more talkers than doers.
I was into action and took my place in the Haight as soon as I knew that there was some place to go and be with ones like myself. Even tho So Cali was full of young hippies I felt that they were so young to my experience and I wasn't learning but teaching. I felt I must learn more, I was on a quest for knowledge, I was/am a seeker of truth and light. I was looking for GOD in all the wrong places.
After a bad two week marriage and a belly full of materieal bullshit and a few bruises I had my thumb out on the side of Highway 101 North to join my tribe in the great San Fracisco's Haight Ashbury Distric. Wooohoooo!!

 

I am just an old hippie chick and proud of it....hey we are still here...moving and groovin..what more could I want except to be an even older hippie chick

 

Shameless, we need you around to bear witness that there really IS continuity for us counter-cultural types.

So you'd best live a REAL long time.

 

Well, here's hoping you get your wish. In fact, here's hoping for your immortality.

"Time is...too short for those that laugh" It's a Beautiful Day