Hello. We at the SSB party just want to assure everyone that despite all the rhetoric, bullshit, lies and garrulous mutterings, there will be no change for our society on the horizon. We will continue to fleece and rob the common man ( and woman ) of every penny they have, to share with our rich sponsors. [Read more →]
Everything is consciousness.
And we know the ego is a remnant of the “big lizard” and but a deception.
Join Terence Ruffle’s Church of My Love and realise a bigger picture: the world is love and we are being lived.
Surrender to the rhythm.
And live in total love, completely without fear.
It’s as simple as it sounds: peace and love.
We’ve never tried it before, and here’s our chance, before it passes us by.
We are here.
C’mon y’all, let’s Rock’n’Roll!
I’m listening to Brain Capers by Mott the Hoople. I’m instantly transported back to Will’s bedroom at the Wave House, Heybridge, in the early 1970’s, and I can smell some nice incense. It’s either the Catholic church incense which he used to nick from the church, or an Indian Sandalwood.
I advised Will to buy the album from Mid Essex television in Maldon, essentially a tv/radio shop in the late 60’s/early 70’s, that had a nice selection of vinyl. I remember buying Jimi Hendrix Smash Hits from there in 1970. [Read more →]
