I was vegan, wore no shoes…. my survival system was that the energy from the earth flowed up through my bare feet, into my body, through the chakras and out through the crown chakra, then back through the beaver tail dreadlock and down to the earth and then up and around me in a cycle, forming a powerful energy shield round me that kept all the evil out. In 1997 I had a devastating hippy wig out one day in a bar (La Luna) in downtown Wellington. I got overwhelmed with the perfume, the boozy smell, the cigarettes, the yelling, the crazed laughter, the weird looks and the pure beer drinking planet killing normie-ness of it all. I staggered outside to get some air… outside was a fat gal puking into the gutter while holding a bag of McDonalds. A car full of drunk young men drove past and screamed “FAGGOT!!!”, at long haired me. I was hit by the petrol fumes and then the barf whif… I snapped, and took off running straight up into the park.