All hippies around now just represent complete apathy.
Because the only people for me are the mad ones.
Never go with a hippie to a second location.
I'm a bit of a hippie.
I set a discipline for myself to return every afternoon and take photographs like Edward Weston: f22, full sun, big set squares, big circles. I would smoke a joint with some hippies on the grass, then go do some more pictures.
My mother was extremely controlled, sort of flawless. And I always tend to be a bit more hippie.
Dream dictionaries are so disappointing. They're so limited, and I think they're just total bullshit. I really do. I don't know much about the Freudian theory of dreams; it's probably more interesting than your average hippie dream dictionary, but it's got to be a lot deeper than that. It can't all be about sex all the time, so I don't know if Freud is right either.