I was a neophyte, 27. Sitting amongst hundreds of thousands
of bodies knees to backs and backs to knees. All sorts of mind tools passing by that seemed to not end. One of my favorite bands was Canned Heat. Being a beginner and using some of the tools that passed by I was in an altered state.
Free, do your own thing, etc. was my understanding of this cultural phenom. I accepted this completely. As Canned Heat Boogied I was up and boogieing wildly also. Occasionally I would feel a slight sting on my back which I boogied thru until the end of Canned Heat. Still erect and in the absence of music I heard shouting. I turn around and a Hippie was throwing pebbles at me yelling "sit down"! I freaked out saying " peace, love, do what you want to do" and you are throwing stones. I began to climb over bodies with a broken heart at the loveless display. I finally got to the fence in front of the stag. After several steps I could not move. My feet felt like lead. I thought what did I ingest I'm paralized. Not wanting to admit to passerbys my problem for fear of being know as a beginner I struggled to walk.
After I failed to be able to walk the chose was only one I had to to ask for help. I asked a dude as he passed by I said "help me I can't move"! He siad "Hey man your stuck in mud". Peace & Love.