This morning at eleven o’clock, I woke up with a strange feeling of being lifted up by some unnatural power. But when I came to consciousness this feeling started to be rather pleasant. The states of joy and happiness that made me feel this unique way. I believe that the spirits who are surrounding my bed and protecting my dreams were foreshadowing how harmonic the day is going to be. I am so sorry that I forgot to mention the fact that yesterdays trip was simply one of the grooviest things my mind has experienced for a long time. I was visiting my happy place but this time it was more powerful than ever. The Land of Freedom, almost tangible, but yet so far.

I know that recently I have been bothering your soft hemp pages with our big plans for tonight. Sunflower, Magnolia and I have been trying to put together this plan for couple of weeks but as every single one of us is so conciliatory, we have not been able to decide even the smallest things. That’s why I’m a little worried for tonight. We don’t have a certain plan but I believe in the end everything is going to come to its place. It’s just the way nature works. The possibilities are endless if you only know how to put your heart into it. Your heart and soul.

My morning rituals started off as usual. I brew myself some herb tea, smoked pot, went outside and meditated for an hour. Oh how I love the midday sun caressing my cheeks while the warm summer breeze is blowing through my messy hair. When reaching this ultimate state of bliss, I feel like it is up to me and my friends to help my mother earth and its inhabitants.

In the afternoon Sunflower and Magnolia came over to help me with my garden. We planted all kinds of veggies. Just how I love it, organic and pollution free. In return I will make both of them a tie-dye shirt. When we were ready with the garden we all laid out under the sun, had a joint, closed our eyes and imagined how the clouds will lift us and carry us very far. I told them about my special place and the power of mind was taking us there. Far away from this world to a place where we can speak with animals and spirits, where your neighbour is your best friend and you share everything. We all dreamed about a place where LOVE is unconditional and “war” means helping people.

Eventually, we came back to reality and realised that there are still many wrongs in the world where we are living. But if we don’t change it then who else will do that? It seems like the others don’t care. But I know that one day they’ll realise that their way of life is meaningless and empty and they’ll turn to nature and love in order to get solace.

We need to protest! Its the only way we can stop this madness and hate in the world. For example Cold War. Why are they doing this to us? We will show them our calm way denying their warlike minds.

Our friends were told to come over at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. At 6 some people started arriving and I told them to enjoy the songsters and wait for the others. At 8 o’clock in the evening, most of the crowd was over my place. It was time to get the project “Stop, Children, What’s that Sound” going. There were about ten people with us and the plan was really simple. Go on the streets while singing peaceful songs. We want to raise public awareness about how it is possible to live side-by-side with different people without having any problems. Actually, it is possible not to have any problems at all. All what we need is to find something common to connect us all. Because after all, we’re all just Nature’s children! With sunflower and Magnolia we have a vision of this connecting thing. We want it to be music. Everybody loves music and the simple but pleasant feeling of letting yourself sway by the melody. Why do you need to fight over a dissention when you both have something in common – music. Meaningful words which are told from HEART can even be heard by the soldiers in Vietnam who will drop the guns for a moment of peace!

We went on the streets, our hands joined, our souls attached, singing:

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin’.
Please get out of the new one
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’.


When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind, your mind is so full of red
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love

For my amazement, dozens of people were joining our group. Of course that was not out main purpose. We just wanted to enjoy some quality time with others and spread the word that we have found our peace and so should everybody. Then we were all laying on the soft grass at the park. All our hands joined while gazing the starry dark blue sky. We all had an idea in our minds. If we could only expand this kind of attitude, then the peace will finally be possible.

When I woke up and talked to Magnolia about how great it was to get so many people together and just enjoy the music. She told me that I had an acid overdose and was motionlessly sitting on a park bench for hours. I don’t believe her. I am more than certain that we came up with the ultimate peace plan.


I wrote my diary entry about a hippie called Tender Harmony. Of course it is not her real name but it does not matter because her friends don’t even know what her official name is. I chose the hippie stereotype because I think the 60s and 70s are really fascinating decades with great music. People dared to speak what’s on their mind. Although their ideas were quite utopian, they didn’t harm anyone. This diary entry takes place in the late 1960s. It represents the calm, nature friendly hippie lifestyle. The thoughts and ideas are very generous and peaceful but infeasible and slightly chaotic because of the constant drug use.

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