I was in search of a good time. Just running my game. Love was the furthest, furthest from my mind. Now we’re sharing the same dream and our hearts they beat as one. No more love on the run.

9 11 2009

Rad chanting at Hippy Hill in Golden Gate Park on a sunny day.

Check out the football game in the upper right corner during the last few moments.

That’s what’s really weird about this part of the park. It’s a magnet, kind of like the chaos magnets in LOST, that attracts all of these stark contradictions/ opposites hanging out right next to each other.

Alpha-male team-sports guys next junkie homeless guys.

20 year old college kids next to 60-year-old guys that have been talking about nothing but Woodstock for the past 20 years.

Violent unleashed dogs and small children.

And then once in a while you’ll see something truly unique and amazing, like a Jedi Knight practicing his skills in the park.

Hippy Hill on a sunny day. San Francisco’s Indian Summer in Golden Gate Park 2009 1

Hippy Hill on a sunny day. San Francisco’s Indian Summer in Golden Gate Park 2009 2

Hippy Hill on a sunny day. San Francisco’s Indian Summer in Golden Gate Park 2009 7

Hippy Hill on a sunny day. San Francisco’s Indian Summer in Golden Gate Park 2009 4

Right around the corner you also have several different little league (I’m talking grades 1-6 little league) soccer games going on a stones throw from a permanent homeless crusty-punk encampment where people are openly selling drugs and getting wasted in broad daylight. It’s like at any moment you expect to turn a corner and ride your bike straight into the beginning of a CSI or SVU episode.

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