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Altered States
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Surviving The Symposium
We’re unsure whether to go. “I don’t want to hear about how we haven’t got much time left,” I lament.
June 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
An Open Letter To Ram Dass
It’s been more than a year since we met. Unless your recall is better than I imagine, I doubt you remember me. We talked for an hour; I was, ostensibly, interviewing you, for the first issue of THE SUN. In fact, I just wanted to be with you, and needed a good excuse.
April 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
The New Age: Who Dares Believe It?
I remember when we dressed in silks, all hair and bells and sweet hallucination, and the bird that rose in our chest we called freedom, and let fly. It was the demand air made of us, and we made a fashion of the wind, sweeping, gliding, curving it to our needs.
April 1975Fiction
No More Sheiks
“No more sheiks in this desert, man.” The dark-skinned, bearded one laughed half-heartedly through a mouthful of smiling teeth. “Not one of them bastards left now. Toke?”
April 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
A Child Tonight
I wanted to touch him, hold him and laugh with him, show him something — just one thing — good about the world, but I couldn’t think of anything just then. I wanted to fold his mother into me, whoever she was, and love her, build for myself and these two people I didn’t even know a world where laughter and gentleness is possible, not distorted.
September 1974
The Sun Interview
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You start with the energy to be somebody, then use it to become nobody.
January 1974
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