BEHIND THE LOOKING GLASS

Eighteen in nineteen sixty-seven...

WHOEEE, WHAT A RIDE!

My gentle epic began with

Janis, Jimi, and Eric, too, but it was

Grace who said I had to feed my head.

Our heads were hungry for more than

our Peter Max plates could hold in a

feast of Timothy Leary, Frank Zappa,

and Tricky Dick’s tangled brain

made manageable by bales from

Panama and Acapulco in Zig Zag

wrappers. Yes! I danced in the streets

infused with all that rock-n-roll and

bottles of Boone’s Farm Apple Wine.

It’s fifty years later and I’m listening

to the same old tunes because they are

the gold at the core of this proud

seventy-six year old teenager laughing

in the mirror… and there I am!

EIGHTEEN!

I know my eyes are liars,

I can't help it, I believe them anyway.

Waves of brown hair tickle my

shoulders when they cascade from

my shiny pate, and my knees still

bounce when George Thorogood

offers me “One Bourbon, one Scotch

and one beer.” I only half listen when Dr.

KayLynn says if “you lost weight, your

balance would improve and your back

would feel better.” Who’s she’s talking to

anyway? I’m fine.

Where did I leave my glasses?

Author's Note

I'm not sure if I may have posted this before or not? Wouldn't it be nice if these came with a time/date stamp/

Reviews

[Lorry]

But you hit the nail on the flat bit again Vol. You lived through it all!
So who cares if the suspension is gone, or indeed even where you parked the bloody thing and it makes life interesting to walk into a room and instantly forget why, or even when, until you look in a mirror at that rather rough looking kid you used to be.
At least you can say "I was there man!.... I think!" 😃

[Vol]

It could have been real
it could have been a dream
it might have even been
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It could have been real
it could have been a dream
it might have even been
an Hallucination... either wat
I wouldn't trade those memories
for anything short of one more
runthrough...
Vol

[Ms claws]

The way I see it, age is what I look for in good wine and good men.
It has to be properly aged to go down smooth. (ly)
The reminders to all the classics are spot on there, mate!
Really, a unique and attractive piece.

[Vol]

Eterninty,
Thank you! Of course they are "spot on" I was there, I listened, I saw, I LIVED it! (still do...)
Vol

[Michael Sun Bear]

Good morning Vol, I kind of remember writing these words last night, but don’t see them anywhere, so maybe I nodded off before getting them posted. So here goes again: so many of my “gurus” in life taught that time as we experience it is an illusion. And so many physicists of quantum mechanics insist on the existence of multiple universes. I think somewhere there must be a version of Vol eternally, in ecstasy existing in the 60’s. Not just remembering, but actually being there.

[Vol]

Actually, Michael,
if, as I believe, time is non-linear, then I am still there and never left...
I have to say, the music was never better, and the planetary zeitgeist was unique. I know it is naive to say, but it seemed the whole world was on the brink of a whole new paradigm of cultural and societal depth... ridden down and killed by the majority. Statistically only 25 percent of Americans in my age group grew the hair, smoked the weed, and saw what we could be if we really wanted to...
Vol