Hippies Never Die

In alot of native american cultures there is a saying: Walk your Talk. Basically it means to live the way you claim to.

I think this is a very hard thing for modern Americans to do. Many people I know or have met claim to be a certain way and as soon as they show more of themselves its very clear that they dont walk thier talk.

I haven’t walked my talk for many many years and I am here to fix that. I was a vegetarian for many years because I am against the horrifying, cruel treatment of Animals in the large farms in this country. While I was addicted to pills, I stopped caring about a lot of things. I started eating meat again. Now that I am clean, I am a vegetarian again and in doing so have taken a small step towards walking my talk again. I have always felt that I cared about the earth and healing our home. Ive always said I love my mom and want whats best for her. And in so many things i have failed. I dont do enough to save this planet and I am not as kind to my family as i should be. Now that i am clean and can think clearly once again, the first step I am taking is to walk my talk everyday.

I don’t believe this process is ever complete. Walking your talk isnt so much a task to be completed, so much as an ongoing circle of personal conduct. I would like to hear what your take on this is. Please share your feelings!

~Ashland’s Child, Amanda the Hippie at Heart~

I am going to say this… I. DONT. like. poetry. I never have, and dont think I ever will. That being said, there are a couple people who’s poetry I really love. Jim Morrison is one of them. Agree or disagree with me, it is just what I think. His words speak to a deeper part of me and I can see myself and so many others in the pictures he paints with words….
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POWER

I can make the earth stop in
its tracks. I made the
blue cars go away.

I can make myself invisible or small.
I can become gigantic & reach the
farthest things. I can change
the course of nature.
I can place myself anywhere in
space or time.
I can summon the dead.
I can perceive events on other worlds,
in my deepest inner mind,
& in the minds of others.

I can

I am
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Written by Jim Morrison

Hippies never die! No matter where you go in the world, no matter the decade, no matter what town… There are hippies. We dont die. We are here now and we will be here in 100 years when this planet is broken and sick and trying to purge itself of the human trash living upon her.

I grew up in Ashland OR. Anyone who has ever been there knows that it is a Hippie town, full of love and tolerance. It is a gorgeous oasis in the middle of the Rogue valley in Southern Oregon. It is the only place i consider my true home and one day I will go back. When I was 12, my mom relocated us (my sister, me and herself) up here to Western Washington, By Tacoma. We live in a very affluent town even though we ourselves are Dirt Poor. We live in the apartments that the *wonderful people of this town built to house the Trailer Trash that they wish weren’t here. I say Trailer Trash proudly by the way. I grew up in a trailer in a recreation and mobile home park that my mom managed and it was a wonderful childhood. I feel that the saddest part of this Small, Rich town is how unhappy and scared everyone is. They all have money and nice cars and it seems like they are still looking around wondering why they arent happy. Money can buy alot, but it cant buy happiness. The people of this town wear designer labels and look down their nose at me in my Goodwill jeans and sweatshirt. But I just make eye contact and smile knowingly because I am truly happy inside and dont need their respect.

I haven’t been this way in a long time. For so many years after moving up here from OR, i tried fitting in. I tried to be exactly what people wanted me to be. Not knowing that it wasnt right and that it would never happen. and then of course the Lifetime Movie Script of me becoming addicted to Narcotics and throwing my life in the gutter for 3 years. But now, I am back. I am myself again and I am happier than Ive been since childhood. Hippies Never Die. The Hippie inside of my has just been hanging out, Smoking some good grass and waiting for me to stop being such a pathetic moron and throwing my life away. And now that has happened. Well, im probably still a bit of a moron but that’s only to be expected!

You’ll also notice that I’m not a writer. My thoughts are all over this page and I think even im a little disoriented by my progression of passage. Please be patient, send me your ideas, and let me know how I can improve and hopefully I will get better.

Until Later, be good to one another and remember to walk your talk and not take this life too seriously

With love, Amanda

Hi, thank you for coming to read my words today! You can read my profile to see my background info, so I wont waste time with that here.

Yesterday was my first true test of being clean. I have 7 days of sobriety from pills under my belt and yesterday I had the clear and open chance to buy some pills and I did not do it. I am so proud of this! Now before you start groaning and rolling your eyes, THIS IS NOT A SOBRIETY Blog. This is a ‘My Path’ Blog. I want to share with the world how im feeling and how I feel I was able to change my life. Were all part of the same life flow on this planet and we can all teach and learn from each other. I am wholly encouraging anyone to contact me on this blog. Be it with a positive or negative opinion. How can we grow if we aren’t shown different paths? So please, feel free to leave me a message. I will be here everyday. Thank you and always remember that Hippies Never Die, We’ll always be here!