San Frasisco in the middel sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of, but, with no explaination.. No mix of music or words or memories could touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive.. at that corner of time in the world.. whatever it meant.. there was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere.. there was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing, was right, that we were winning and that i think was the handel.. that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of old and evil.Not in any mean or military sense we didnt need that, our energy would simple prevail we had all the momentum, we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. so now.. less then five years later, you can go up a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west.. then; with the right kind of eyes, you can almost see that high water-mark, 'that place' where the wave finaly broke and rolled back.
- Hunter S. Thompson
14-Aug-2011 10:21:53