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Tales of the Future Past - CC Rider Rides Again -intro (Report It)
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Now this is not a sex story, ok with that disclaimer clearly stated.... Heres my 1st try - btw there sure are alot of categories but no Fiction, fantasy, adult content... anyway...
In a time before zero tolerance, and a time of discovery - the destiny of one young life will be determined....
Being a Retired Licensed Medical marijuana shop owner in the bay area, today I ponder on what could have been if I had made other choices way back then in my youthful days....
Back then living in those glorious Colorado mountains when I was growing up with all that fresh air and sunshine - what if Imy free spirit had never tried that smoke ... what if I quieted my Rock n Roll urge.... What if I never went on that adventure that brought me to the cross roads of life....
Would I have been this successful entrepreneur who helps those in need from their suffering or would I have been some suit or may be caught ending up in jail or dead somewhere reflecting on all this in a very different way....
Well all I know is that from the past is where this Future came...
It's really quite a wondrous tale with some Bizarre twists and wild consequences that could have made things turn out so very different - All the coulda's and shoulda's.
What you have to remember is, it was the 70's and after the 60's we were all trying to make sense of it all... finding our own truths - drugs were everywhere it seemed and pot was as close to legal everywhere as it ever was going to be...
Even Cocaine was looked upon as a natural high then... but that was deceiving - we all know how it has turned into one of the worst of all drugs... but back then - it was "fashionable"...
And pot was the Bomb....
Growing your own was the ticket.... not that dirty mexican/colo stuff... but sinsemilla... puffy crystalized bud with red hairs and no seeds - except for the few... a very valuable chosen few, the start to the new line.... Ahhh no longer would it be $10 an once but only the lucky got it for $150 - pure homegrown gold. and everyone wanted to get lucky.
There were even magazines back then that shows the high lights of the month... Yes those were the days... you could order an Isomerizer from the magazine ads... honey oil clear and golden from the shake - Yes, it was a different world back then... way different...
Rock n roll was intense a total commitment - body n soul... creativity abounded - guitarists... drummers keyboardest, lightmen and soundmen... groupies galore and creativity flowed...
It was all growing fast .
Concerts were contact high events - even the cops were kool with it all... everyone was friends... or so it seemed - until that fateful journey to the crossroads...
(to be continued - if the feeling arises and anyone cares to find out where this is going ;-}})
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