Reformed Hippy Communion

He recently moved into a double-wide with working, some would say classless, while others would argue for clueless white trailer non-trash. He's getting along in this post-middle class over hill and ranting shrill retiring constitution declaring interdependence in this, Earth's great ReFormed Hippy GreenCommunion Old mostly happy geezers and gussies, yes, most people of the park not quite relentlessly white and ambiguously green--not afraid of old and new colors they have long known, or guessed someone they knew knew, with decent Christian names and local non-postal reputations for fishing and walking and breathing, cooking and baking more like all the white folk do than not. Most of his neighbors recall an antiHippy 1960s youthful passioned past, some red Vietnam militarized patriarchal and some blue/green counter-cultural activists all agree Hippies got some sex things too disconnectedly wrong, but experimented more healthily with green experiential ecology of living simply with cooperative non-violent sufficiency-- a potentially safer integrity of wealthy health compassion systems, organic and holistic. And, yet, not just this sufficiency of EarthJust Truth but also celebrating Her Sacred Blue/Green Global Beauty rooted in religiously re-membering Come By Here, Lord, still sung with white privilege to steal your Culture, Girl in soulful performance art, Kum By Yah served with vanilla GirlScout cookies, Celebrative meditative multicultural indigenous prayers for Earth's Great Green EnLightenment as Ego's transcendent polypathic compassionate EmPowerment of suffering souls and solitude and green/blue gratitude Here in his new but old trailer park, revisiting ReFormed Hippy GreenCommunions.