"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."
i havent made any really bad decisions lately im getting bored
Sade Harrison (via creatingaquietmind)
"i can’t figure out this problem"
teacher: use your head
— One of the most eye opening things I’ve read in a while (via agirlnamedally)