Hmm...
His Wife died in October? or was it December?
Couples go in pairs...once 1 goes the other sees no reason to stick around.
When I think back on my life. All the profound moments i have had...
Mr. Hoffman? Or should I say
Sir Hoffman, Helped me be born of the Spirit.
I remember that night in Ohio.. 20 years ago...
Cheech and chong movie and "don't look into mirrors"
I remember 01.01.01 @ 12.45am FLORIDA KEYS KEY WEST. (one of the sickest party vibes EVER..sick, sick..sick New YEARS )and some "kids" who wanted to get in a club and had some gels. (one frame from the night... the sky exploded into a techicolor dawn, at first streaking like that seen from 2001 a space odessey.
He made it "A wonderful Life" for me.
I well up with sentiment and I digress...
Thank You Mr. Hoffman.
You taught the world how to "fish"
Bless you and your clan..may you pass seamlessly, from this world into the next for you are indeed Ghod's child.
Thank you for the SOUL laughter and the insight..
(and the otherworldly sex (!)) <there ain't no sex like acid sex...baby making sex...>
(clearing throat)
Never happened upon a 60's type gargantuan 300 plus mic dose.
What I came across 80's 90's 50-125 mic
blew my mind just as well.
Wow, I'm eulagizing one of my psychic heros.
A psychedelic MOSES...
ON A BIKE.
God's Speed.
exiting the room humming "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds"
ps...
the Baddest Chemist EvA... the acid synth is like juggling elephants while on a pogo stick blindfolded with a full bladder...
For two weeks in the dark.
difficult to say the least.
*sigh*
Damn. and to think...That night, looking for "cid"...found rolls instead... 92'
If all we are are our memories..and if these are indeed are only riches...
then Mr. Hoffman made me a millionaire.
Good bye kind sir, fair they well.