FRIEND:
hey man...how ya
doin??? election thing sure getting stranger...gotta believe this is by
design...
BARDSQUILL:
pretty whacky,
thinking shadow governments duking it out
FRIEND:
media lap-dogs
now using words like 'chaos' and 'constitutional crisis' in all their stories...
FRIEND:
stock market doomed...
FRIEND:
price of oil still
rising...
FRIEND:
winter coming,
or here....
BARDSQUILL:
our Intel agencies
spawned from either Brit OS or Hun CIA
FRIEND:
with a few nasties
from the 3rd reich thrown in...
BARDSQUILL:
Yep, Hun=German
FRIEND:
ah! i see! abuse
of power 'never so bad'...
Abuse
of power has 'never been this bad'
BARDSQUILL:
So ol CIA Bushy
gonna fix everythang, eh?
BARDSQUILL:
Clinton, Bush,
Gore all old reefer brat buddies
FRIEND:
i know. sheesh,
kent...i hate to even think of where this is leading...all we need now are
the et's to show up and say 'hi there'...
FRIEND:
reality is shifting...
BARDSQUILL:
In a way I feel
sorry for these Elite "kids." Damn, their fathers and patrons really did
a number on their poor..skulls.
FRIEND:
yep. they really
had no chance...lotsa kids like that...sad...but lotsa cool, smart kids,
too...some are figuring it out...or at least realizing there is something
to figure out...
FRIEND:
and the kids know
the computers better than the 'grown ups'....
FRIEND:
they bust into
d.o.d. regularly...just messin around...
BARDSQUILL:
Watched Bush bio,
sheesh, he was an ordinary dumb rascally twerp, then comes Yale and the Skulls
FRIEND:
yep. they brain
[washed] him nicely...
BARDSQUILL:
George Senior too,
something tweaked them both out.
FRIEND:
and prescott before
them...
FRIEND:
what the hell is
going on??
BARDSQUILL:
Reading that George
Senior would pin his Skull-pin to his skin while he took a bath, jeeeez!
FRIEND:
all of this stuff
is just so 'inhuman'...
BARDSQUILL:
Like this, here
you are chasing girls around campus, then what happens? You find yourself
waking up in a coffin dosed on acid.
FRIEND:
yea...what do they
call their place...??? the tomb???
BARDSQUILL:
You know, Manly
Hall that wrote, "Secret Teachings All Ages", researched the fact that this
same ritual was used by the ancient Egyptians in their initiatory rites:
Entombment, sensory-deprivation and drugged up on psychedelics.
FRIEND:
yes! all the great
teachers or masters or avatars or whatever you wanna call 'em...christ, buddha,
etc....all supposedly went thru such a thing...initiation...there's that
word again...
BARDSQUILL:
http://www.prs.org/secret.htm
FRIEND:
think it is
tremendously powerful but ethics do not necessarily apply to its use...
FRIEND:
it just is...
FRIEND:
reading a similar
book right now...written in 1938 by a woman named vera stanley alder...the
finding of the third eye...incredible...
BARDSQUILL:
Interesting that
the CIA used sensory deprivation tanks and LSD in their "debriefings."
FRIEND:
the psychedelics
'dissolve boundaries'...
BARDSQUILL:
Know a guy a
highly-trained Nam sniper that went rogue out in the jungles. They hauled
his butt into a de-programming facility and stuck him in the tank. Thing
is, he busted loose out of there and wasted half the med-staff on his way
out. They just let him run, was too dangerous.
BARDSQUILL:
Now he's a bouncer
in Vegas
FRIEND:
kent, were you
in nam or korea?
BARDSQUILL:
wrote his story
though and mailed me a copy.
FRIEND:
amazing
FRIEND:
sorry for the personal
inquiry...
BARDSQUILL:
No, my birth-defect
kept me out, right hand messed up.
BARDSQUILL:
were you?
FRIEND:
no...too young...have
never really seen a war up close...want peace...
FRIEND:
me, right hemisphere
messed up...heh!
BARDSQUILL:
But my generation,
my childhood buddies were in Nam. The dudes that made it back were living
on razor's edge. Went out partying with a friend one night. He shoved me
through a plate glass store window. Neither he nor I knew why.
FRIEND:
i believe it.
BARDSQUILL:
I was teaching
when they were coming back too, was awesome.
FRIEND:
sublime
BARDSQUILL:
60s were awesome.
FRIEND:
i was just a
bambino...born in 64...sure loved the music, though...
FRIEND:
puttin in a neil
young cd...
BARDSQUILL:
All of us kinda
left earth, teaching art in California from 66 to 88
BARDSQUILL:
I should write
the memoirs but nobody around would believe it.
BARDSQUILL:
The CIA went from
debriefing spies to mass-experimentation, and DAMN, it worked and backfired
on them at the same time.
FRIEND:
i would...do it!!
that's the kinda stuff that is sooo important...!!!
FRIEND:
the alphabets just
got out of control...
BARDSQUILL:
Let me put it this
way, a history of earth during that time would also have to include the 4th
dimension, the bardo, and probably Alpha Centauri too.
FRIEND:
i love it!!! but
me thinks those times may be back again, soon...
BARDSQUILL:
Remember the Early
Heaven's-Gaters, the "He and She" cult as they were known then came to Fresno,
faces all red from radiation, held a panel-discussion in the County Library
and tried to convince folks to follow them up to Oregon to leave earth through
a stargate. Thing is some of them DID vanish.
FRIEND:
stranger than
fiction...
BARDSQUILL:
Used to have alleged
Nordics come into the music clubs haul folks over to their house afterwards
for discussion. Time lost. Then the partyers would find themselves waking
up in the countryside. They would go try to find the house they visited night
before and it was GONE!
BARDSQUILL:
These things happened
to my friends and ME TOO!
FRIEND:
you're killing
me!!!
FRIEND:
but i believe it...
BARDSQUILL:
Once we were told
by a psychic to go sit on the edge of Millerton Lake on a certain day and
time and the UFOs would flyby. We went up there and DAMN, was a freakin armada!
BARDSQUILL:
Imagine Close Encouters
the movie, same thing.
FRIEND:
holy shite!! musta
been just surreal...
BARDSQUILL:
Marines had a base
up in the Sierras as big as Yosemite National Park, tresspassing prohibited
and marked on the maps as US Marine Base Experimental Fly Fishing Range,
Gads!
FRIEND:
fly fishing???!!!
BARDSQUILL:
Yea, no kiddin,
was a local conspiracy-joke. Thing is huge convoys went up the mountain but
did not come down the mountain.
BARDSQUILL:
Guess I'd better
write this stuff down before senility erases it all.
FRIEND:
kent, start writin...