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I dunno.. the last "experience" I had.. I laughed at the blue mice underneath the bed.. the whole world was blue.. then frosty white.. don't eat a bunch of morning glory seeds.. it is legal, but.. the next day, on a gastrointestinal level.. you more than know how the other half of mankind feels once a month..

Legalism.. hmm. Seems the legalistic sycophants at the top found it rather difficult to jump through their own hoops. If there are any bad feelings about this, I think it is that the immoral sob's still insisted upon sticking their noses in everybody elses business. They were hypocrites. I think they gave "immorality" a bad name..

OK.. itsa gonna.. hope "you' enjoy it..

Socks.. all I can say, "I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy.."

are they aiming for rosies neck? hahahahhahahahaahha...

I would agree with all the above Mo, but isn't it pronounced "keeeeds"?

Well.. thought somebody might enjoy it, for whatever. If you don't have one of the clips.. You could have a photograph place blow up the pic.. 1. Frame it (why?) 2. Throw darts at it.. hmmm. It's pretty bad, when you have a hard time just GIVING AWAY vey perephanalia..

I was digging through old files, I found a letter from 1983, celebrating 35 years of PFAL. Includes a piece of the film class, seven frames of the 8mm film to be precise. First come, first serve.. If you are internet paranoid.. no problem. Just give me an alias and the closest post office, and it's yours. Or even a post office box. I'll send it General Delivery.. Includes the letter from vic and schedule for the weeks events.. somebody may find better use for it than me. :)

I met one of the guys in the Grateful Dead, was here for a concert of sorts.. I said "you know, I feel like I was born too late in this life.." The guy says.. "we ALL were.." :)

I dunno.. if one of those funny looking day glo busses pulled up here on Main Street.. I'd get on.. I was probably six or seven years old when one theoretically could have shown up here.. Ma would have had me by the ear, "just where do you think YOU'RE going, young man.."

Groucho, some threads just BEG to be derailed..

"french wine" "wench finer"

No argument from me Roy.. What about faith, hope, love.. these seem to separate, yet joined in their true nature. There are lots more "threes" in the bible. the three responsibilities of fatherhood.. exhort, comfort, charge.. these seem to join in "one".

"cmon Buttercup.. we've gotta go bail Granny out again.."

Interesting though, how kids change all the "rules".. Even when they are grown and out.. "rrrring, rrring" "Hello?" "Ma? what are you saying? You want me to go give a bond agency a deposit? For what???" "When when I get you home, old lady, you're GROUNDED, for LIFE!!!"

Inquiring minds perhaps really DON'T want to know..

I used to read those comics.. I remember one where Freddy did Thanksgiving dinner for the three.. after dnner Frank compliments him on the stuffing in the turkey.. Freddie: "Stuffing? .. it wasn't empty"..

No, I let them out of the house once in a while.. socialize, join scouts..sports..

Raising kids.. if a person can't put off pursuit of pleasure for a few years, I think something is really wrong.. Personally, the satisfaction of raising kids at home (they are both out now), was more enjoyable than anything I did in the 1970's. I remember groups wanting to take them, activities.. etc.. and the big advertisement was "wouldn't you REALLY like to have a break, get away for a while, have FUN" nope. I told one person, "no, you can't have them.."

Sorry you had to go through that. I for one think if you mix children in the equation.. you'd BETTER get it right.. If you can't live for somebody else.. you better be able to live for your kids.. A lot of hash that came out of those countries was loaded with opium besides. And who knows what else.

I would agree that the concept was MAINLY isolated to people at the top of the organization.. like "they" say, the cops have the best dope in the world.. I dunno.. I think this kind of teaching.. the spirit is holy, the flesh is merely flesh.. kinda made people schizophrenic. Like you have two personalities, a good guy, a bad guy.. I remember merely asking a few questions of someone in the 1970's about having morals of a Guinea Pig.. not really being accusative.. the easy going party guy went away, and I was talking to the "spirit guy", "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY RIGHTEOUSNESS!!" I was waiting for his head to start spinning around.. I think it's like.. there's two of them in there, and they have come to some kind of agreement.. "you don't touch my women, beer or dope, and I'll be nice, and let you look important when you teach in fellowship.." Who knows.. maybe these people were screwed up to begin with..

You know your circumstances better than I do, but I wonder GENERALLY how much pot related that kind of experience is vs. character related.. I've seen people who for lack of better words, are not able to fully function in society. Pot was the least of their problems. More of a symptom of something bigger.. couldn't function very well without it.

Well, if you haven't, you don't know what you've missed.. I wondered about the ones around here.. the other day they were kinda "funny".. frantically digging in a flower pot in the back yard. I think they were trying to dig up somebody's stash..

Yep.. and some of us can't afford the possible consequences of loss of scholarships, financial aid, even student loans.. ham radio licenses, which ARE viewed as a government grant, and convictions are considered when one is applying or renewing. Too many consequences.. But I think the current "zero tolerance" policy against such a broad spectrum of substances, which range from basically harmless to deadly lethal, is not a policy in people's best interest. I kind of side with number 8..