Woodstock
In an attempt to write about something different for a change, I was watching the last scene from the 1969 film Woodstock. It’s the bit where Jimmy plays us out, and the couple wind their way through the trash that has become the field. One thing struck me. I used to be very melancholy about time and missed moments. But since I began studying the occult and modern quantum physics, I now know that soon we will be able to go back to that farm and walk on the very same fields in 1969. So what would... Sign in to see full entry.