Yupi hipi

Peace, music and love.

Archetypical babe.

The hippie movement.

She straight out of 1968!

wealthy Caucasian,

wearing tattered rags that she'd made, nothing makes me crazy,

like a flower child that shaves.

close relations to the native misappropriation,

sexy Halloween costume.

racist fashion model,

the latest sensation,

wiccan priestess, self appointed.

baby steps toward Goddesshood,

Koombaya guitarist.

accountant by day .

disguised like she don't got it good.

She take a taxi.

from her gated community. to the festival entrance.

Laxshmi yantra henna painted.

And associates the Star David.

with the hexagram in its center.

I play along. and dose her mimosa.

With ayhuasca. Don't guage me wrong.

I won't let her hog.

the homeopathic concoction.

I only bought it from the homeless shaman. because I wanted some.

i compliment her dreds,

only to discover them to be hair extensions.

Thought she was a fed at that point.

But then the hallucinogenic effects began to set in.

No turning back Now,

we're on this vision quest together.

It's gonna take some time to come down. from the spirit realm,

depending on the weather... or Not,

she takes the self discovery seriously.

meets her totem animal.

and faces her nightmare fearlessly.

I act as her guide,

but can't follow the role well.

I chased the white rabbit.

straight into a kay hole!

and oh no, holy hell!

Somebody please toss me a throw rope. tethered to the material side of the veil.