"There was this time in my life; the time when I was immortal. Starting at 15 I just knew life would go on forever and ever… My friends and I were timeless. We spent countless nights and many hours stoned on whatever substance or elixir came our way.
We listened to King Crimson, Traffic, Jethro Tull and Hendrix. We lived "it". We breathed "it".
Faded jeans, poet tops and long flowing sweaters. We were the dawning of a new future, or so we thought.
Beautiful wonderful transcendental evenings of mojo and munchies. And least we not forget the scents. Patchouli, sandalwood, cinnamon. Candles and incense and oils… oh my-Sometimes I think I wouldn't go back there for a million dollars; and sometimes I pray for just one night. No. "33" I Love you. And I hate you, too."