I was too young to go to Woodstock. So I faked an illness at summer camp and took in the event over the radio in private infirmary luxury.
50 years later people are mourning the death of a dream. No way is the dream dead. Dreams don't die.
This discussion is for anyone who wants to get deeper about the blending of dreams and reality. The notion that we can play in the garden, love freely, share, and dance to the music is a kind of abstract meditation. But the crisis the planet is in today is not without the gains made in previous decades completely forgotten or misunderstood. We're still a very young race - "billion year old carbon" indeed, figuring out how to go crystalline. And yes, "we are stardust" - with or without "the devil's paw". Seize your astrology! Tend to your aspects as you would care for a flower garden --- and see them grow to shine.
You tend to think like I do. We all tend our little corner of the world, or 'bloom where you are planted.'
I agree, very littlw of today's music is good. Then again, I listen to different music then most.