Gopi Govinda

Rock hard fairies ~(not) Angels with Attitude.Once you’re channeledYou lose a lot ~Spontaneous self-expression.Subjective*Objective, the Observer,to keep that Mind Completely off it.Don’t let it wander or be distracted,let it reflect its own pool from Inside.*What are we doing on Alta Mountain?Wow, ‘the psychedelic dandy of the Flower Power’Most people were Out of their MindsAt that Time ~Perfectly in-Synch Not Psychic imprisonment >Those Star spangled banners burning in the atmosphere.Distorted, horrors, good ol’ US. was inflicting on Viet Nam!And Magical metaphors for flexible, Hendrix’s guitar riffs ~completely natural, playing Against extremes of Madness!The good die too young ~ in Hanoi schools and Haiphong,And later in a basement of the Samarkand Hotel, Kabul.“If a voice has character, if you sound like YourselfAnd you sound like you mean it ~ its soul resonates!Not fertilising a Charade of servitude.” “Yes Master!”That Unholiest of Wars, must have cost us a Bomb!Renunciation ~ fruit shack at a full Power Ashram