Friday, 19 August 2011

What to do till the messiah comes - Bernard Gunther


In 1971 Bernard Gunther had a dream, and that dream resulted in the finest hippie book I have ever read. It is chock-full of terrible terrible poetry and photos of some very stoned looking people.

Apparently Bernard "is one of the pioneers in the use of touch relaxation body awareness and nonverbal communication in the local growth process"... A field that died shortly after the "War on Drugs" began.

Without further ado I present the most wonderful material this book has to offer:


now
here
this


very
moment


you
are
life
...and here I thought I was dead all this time.

non drug ways
to grow flow on
... I'm pretty sure drugs were involved in writing this book.

meditation breathing fun
laugh for 1
or 3 or 5 minutes
... but not 2 or 4!

experience in detail
a special
refreshing place
in the mountains
or at the sea shore
your own island
planet or heart cave
... wtf is a heart cave?

every letter
on this page
is by itself
yet each exists
in relation to
words
sentences
paragraphs
individual letters
form a related whole
... it's amazing what seems relevant when you're hopped up on drugs!

non-verbally drink
your coffee
... verbally drinking your coffee is an option?

chewing is basic
aggression
de/struction
in the service
of self preservation
con/struction


if you do not
use it
to destroy food properly
it will create a
dis/sadist/faction
that will manifest itself
against you and others
... who knew chewing was so dangerous?

REMEMBER


you are the ring master
... now where did I put my clowns?


some people suffer


just for the hell
of it
... yeah! shut up sick people! stop whining!

it's true
insomnia is a
problem
but it's certainly
nothing to lose
any sleep over
... now he's making fun of insomnaics

the mind is like
a drunken monkey
that has just been
bitten by a scorpion
... buuhhh???

3 comments:

  1. OMG This is all sorts of fantastic.

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  2. Are you selling this book?

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  3. The problem with you kids is you missed the sixties. - Hunter S. Thompson

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