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If you could turn back time
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Just Like Jesse James
Same album, many memories...Would want to wind back 6 months from there, but would need the knowledge I have now.
Is that allowed?
Same album, many memories...Would want to wind back 6 months from there, but would need the knowledge I have now.
Is that allowed?
If you turn back time, you will have no memory of what to avoid.
You'll probably just screw it up again, like all of us.
Now if he added "Knowing what you know now", then you have something major.
Thought So
Was worth a try though....If I'd known what C**** medical care my wife had back then, I would have done things differently...Guess I wouldn't really want to turn back time really.
If you turn back time, you will have no memory of what to avoid.
You'll probably just screw it up again, like all of us.
Now if he added "Knowing what you know now", then you have something major.
Was worth a try though....If I'd known what C**** medical care my wife had back then, I would have done things differently...Guess I wouldn't really want to turn back time really.
I wish I could have experienced the 60s and 70s. I would like to experience living in an era that has a bigger collective feeling of hope instead of apathy. It reminds me of The Wave by Hunter S. Thompson:
Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Erathe kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run ...but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant ...
History is hard to know, because of all the hired b*******, but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the timeand which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened.
My central memory of that time seems to hang on one or five or maybe forty nightsor very early morningswhen I left the Fillmore half-crazy and, instead of going home, aimed the big 650 Lightning across the Bay Bridge at a hundred miles an hour wearing L. L. Bean shorts and a Butte sheepherder's jacket ...booming through the Treasure Island tunnel at the lights of Oakland and Berkeley and Richmond, not quite sure which turn-off to take when I got to the other end (always stalling at the toll-gate, too twisted to find neutral while I fumbled for change) ... but being absolutely certain that no matter which way I went I would come to a place where people were just as high and wild as I was: No doubt at all about that ...
There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda .... You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning ....
And that, I think, was the handlethat sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didnt need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fightingon our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave ....
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
History is hard to know, because of all the hired b*******, but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the timeand which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened.
My central memory of that time seems to hang on one or five or maybe forty nightsor very early morningswhen I left the Fillmore half-crazy and, instead of going home, aimed the big 650 Lightning across the Bay Bridge at a hundred miles an hour wearing L. L. Bean shorts and a Butte sheepherder's jacket ...booming through the Treasure Island tunnel at the lights of Oakland and Berkeley and Richmond, not quite sure which turn-off to take when I got to the other end (always stalling at the toll-gate, too twisted to find neutral while I fumbled for change) ... but being absolutely certain that no matter which way I went I would come to a place where people were just as high and wild as I was: No doubt at all about that ...
There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda .... You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning ....
And that, I think, was the handlethat sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didnt need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fightingon our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave ....
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
group sex and disco. awww yeaahh!
me, when i was seven and up in a barn haystack with the girl next door. i should have seized the moment.
Nothing beats that "the economy could be down, but I'd still be high" feeling.
I'd go back to when the America was still Indian Country: Clean air, clean water, no taxes, no debt, medicine man free, women did all the work, men spent the day hunting and fishing and <ahem>
all night.
I would have gone back, bought thousands of shares of Enron... sold them all right before collapse, used all that money to buy as much gold as i could... hold onto all that gold and now sell it for $1800 an ounce
Just to give a slight idea of my diabolical genius....
Starting Cash: 100k
Buy Enron Stocks at $10 a Share = 10k Shares
Sell Enron Stocks in Sept. of 2000 at $90 a share = 900k
Ending Cash: 900k
Buy Gold at $272 an Ounce in 2000.
Have about.. 3,309 ounces of gold...
Sell Gold at current price ($1,825 per ounce).
Make: 6.03m <--- not too bad for starting out at 100k and a time machine xD
Just to give a slight idea of my diabolical genius....
Starting Cash: 100k
Buy Enron Stocks at $10 a Share = 10k Shares
Sell Enron Stocks in Sept. of 2000 at $90 a share = 900k
Ending Cash: 900k
Buy Gold at $272 an Ounce in 2000.
Have about.. 3,309 ounces of gold...
Sell Gold at current price ($1,825 per ounce).
Make: 6.03m <--- not too bad for starting out at 100k and a time machine xD
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You're glamorizing a time that was full of anything but hope. It was actually quite terrifying. People felt nuclear war was imminent and could happen at any time. People were afraid of the government and minorities were experiencing some seriously trying times. The 70s were full of uncertainties like the energy crisis, etc. I don't remember that period fondly at all.
Can I kill someone? I choose Hitler. Oldie but goodie. No 12 million dead, no middle East problem now, no easy go to argument killer on the web. Can I kill two people? Jesus. As a baby. Before all the lies started. But then I get to come back to my time and see who they replaced him with.
Generally true.
I was in college and grad school at that time.
And I remember...uh...smoking....remember....hazy...acid...
If you can remember the 60's, you weren't there.
Nah, I'd like to go back and find the person who first thought of religion. The first person who even just for a second thought that there might be an invisible man in the sky and take them out before they could share their whacked out ideas with anyone else. Patient Zero.
Probably more then one person had this great idea. That's why there's been so many of them all across the world, for centuries. But I like the way you think!
14 or 15, I get it..., but 7 years old. I really hope you're joking.
No way is he joking. You remember important events, or at least I do.
I remember Mama.... no, not that. I was 8, she was 10. Talked her out of her clothes, but what happened next still makes me smile.
Nothing, for nothing could, at that time. ROTFLOL
If you can remember the 60's, you weren't there.
I was there, working for a living, and learning what school failed to/couldn't teach me.
Oh, M&C, what makes you so special?
It was tried, several times.Pssst ...... they all failed.