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Category: POETRY

July 31, 2018

Red Speaks…

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 We have been waiting decades for this…

The Peasenhall Press proudly announces the publication of Reflexion, by Lynette Fromme. In nearly 500 pages Fromme vividly chronicles her life with Charles Manson from the time she met him in May of 1967 to the final arrest of the so-called “Manson Family” in Death Valley in October of 1969. From Venice Beach, to the redwoods around Mendocino, to San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury, to Topanga Canyon and the Spiral Staircase and Condemned Houses, to Dennis Wilson’s Sunset Drive mansion, to Spahn’s Movie Ranch in Chatsworth, and finally to the Myers and Barker Ranches in Goler Wash in the Mojave Desert — everything is here in Fromme’s reflexion on her extensive travels and experiences with Manson and the like people around them who were “preparing to survive either a revolution, or the static institutions that were systematically trading all of our vital necessities for money.”
This book also contains previously unpublished material from Charles Manson, Sandra Good, Mary Brunner, Cathy Gillies, Nancy Pittman, Ruth Morehouse, Cathryn Share, Steve Grogan, and Patricia Krenwinkel.
For more details please visit The Peasenhall Press website at www.goodbyehelterskelter.com

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“Now you watch the parades and processions of hopeful and despairing people walking outside your tomb. They are all looking for the answer to the problem you know so well.”

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July 6, 2018

…Ultimate End…

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“There is no way to get away, except, if we all get away together. We can all get away from it together, but the way to get away from it is, we’ve got to replace it with something brand new. So as we run from our problems, we don’t go to war with ourselves, we war against what’s already at war with us. So we transgress against no one who’s not transgressing against us, and we love everyone that loves us. Those who play and prey upon us as if we were the prey, and they were the predator, will find that that the ultimate end is that everything turns around, and all those who have played the prey are now the predators. And all you big bad motherfuckers out there, who think you’ve got over and got away with something – the only thing you got away with is your own destruction. Because it’s right behind you in all shapes and forms. Because in righteousness, there is a divine, and in righteousness, that person that you think has been following you, is God. He follows you all. God, not in the shape and form as a religion, or propaganda, or programming by some Jew’s media, but the righteous of all that is real within the soul of all you can feel. And your observation is the most powerful thing you’ve got. So the suggestion is from the devil himself, you use your powers of observation, and begin to look around you and find out just exactly… where your socks are, haha, and who’s got your shoes, and which way you’re gonna be going from now on. And it’s not what NBC and CBS and ABC is telling you. You better get to looking at your rainforests. Better get to looking at your subjugators. Subjugators, that’s you, we’re talking to you, wake up subjugators. We know you’re not alligators, cause you don’t have teeth, hahaha you lost your teeth…”

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May 15, 2018

In Total Majesty

An old photo taken 7 years ago, on this day, 5.15.11. And a piece from an early call with Charles, on 11.25.07.
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“Imagine this if you will… You know when they sell tobacco?
How they’ll say, here i have a lot, uh seventy-three, da-da doo,
with the prime, woop woop… what’s my bid? And someone will say, twenty-nine. and they say, twenty-nine I have twenty-nine, twenty-nine. Twenty-nine goin’ once. Twenty-nine twice. Do I have twenty-nine? I have thirty, I have thirty! Do I have thirty-five, that’s thirty-five.
Do you see what I’m saying?
Imagine that in yer’ mind. Ok, then imagine this.
Alright, step right up ladies and gentlemen, I have a freak of the nature.
She walks and talks and crawls on her belly like a reptile! For $1.99 you can see-
do do do do, and ra ra ra. Imagine that. You got that?
Now imagine a guy standing on a mountain…
And he’s yelling- at the top of his voice… In total majesty…
Have you ever experienced that? Alright, he’s yelling out all the animals
and bugs and bushes and birds that are becoming extinct… Right now.
The booly booly bush is no longer in existence. The dooey dooey bug is gone, forever. The ramashama fish is forever bla bla, and it doesn’t exist anymore.
The glu glee glacks from the doo dams of the mo baps a roo roo roo rah, are over.
And he’s yelling at the top of his voice…
As fast as he can yell.
He’s telling you all the things that are dying on the planet right now. You dig?“
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#CharlesManson
#ATWA ǂ #ATWAR
#apokryphos
#archives

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March 21, 2018

3.17.18… Ash and Bone

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3.17.18.

Charles Milles Manson’s body was put to fire at 13:23 hours of 3.17.18.
119 days after Charles left the body lying in chains on a hospital bed in Bakersfield on 11.19.17. a service was held in which a viewing was part of the cremation/funeral service in Porterville, CA.
Charles’ body lying in a coffin looked like a pharaohs or a monks or a Confederate Generals body.
While Charles’ body burned the Inner Sanctum said prayers, played music and sang songs with our (R) coming generations. There is no such thing as death and the cult is alive, All The Way Alive –
In The Air, The Trees, The Water and The Animals Charles’ body’s ashes were spread in the Sierras, where the equinox had already painted the landscape with greens of grass, nettle and poison oak, purples of lupine and datura, oranges of poppy and monkey flower…red soil, stone, and sun, grey boulders and clouds, brown oak and water…
The sky was stormy and as soon as the ceremonial ash spreading began the wind kicked up, cold, and the sky darkened. Grey, ashen faces…
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Into the black night the procession of vehicles departed… And the rain fell.

*The shallow unworthy cess cult of celebrity can’t take anything away from the experience this circle shared other than showing the world Charles’ beauty, even in Death, by infiltrating trusting hands and making a few bucks for being pieces of shit… however the leaked photo doesn’t show the medals that were placed on Charles’ chest or the lock of Reds hair or the knife, the rings, the eagle and owl feathers…
#IIIAAAOOO!
#CharlesManson #ATWA ǂ #ATWAR
#selfknows #loveneverdies

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November 22, 2017

Charles Manson Is In The World

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“Charles Manson is in the world.

Charles Manson is in the world.

Charles Manson is in the world.

In spite of what you think.

In spite of what you say.

In spite of what you do.

And in spite of what you pray…” CM

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#CharlesManson

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#ATWA ǂ #ATWAR

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#nosuchthingasdeath

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#AlwaysHere

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#Soul #Free

#nowwetakehearstcastle

#munivitmendacium

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November 10, 2017

The Watcher

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11.11.17. Honoring Charles Manson’s 83 years…
Craig Williams, author of the recent “Entering The Desert”, contributed this “strangely channeled” piece of prose. Thank you, Craig.

“The Watchers

Are rare Souls which by choice or by karmic gravity incarnate on Earth via the Moons of Saturn to shift, dismantle, and destroy corrupted psychological / spiritual / social archetypes undergoing horrifying experiences in the process. Watchers appear demonic to the eyes blinded by secular malaise, spiritual ennui and terrestrial Control Systems.

    Within the Desert of the Soul wander Wolves and Ghouls, Scorpions and the aroma of death…..the Watcher cries ‘RECHTAW!’

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The Watcher

The eyes accustomed to the light of progress are unable to see the vast uncharted Hinterlands and its terrifying denizens…
The Alien Soul who refuses to be broken is branded demonic and cast aside….
Mani intoned: “I am a grateful hearer who was born in the land of Babylon. I was born in the land of Babylon and I am set up at the gate of the Truth. I am a singer, a hearer, who has come from the land of Babylon. I have come from the land of Babylon to send forth a call to the world.”
The silent eyes mirror the forbidden, the damned, the forgotten, the blasphemous, the murdered….
The sacred and the holy covered by red flesh and black bones….
A world desperate to ignore its Mother, unable to live within Her gaze…
A world desperate to destroy the Black Sun of a world immune to progress and profit…..

The feral howling of Her children will be reawakened upon the Sacred Death, the Watcher returns to the Void of Night, no longer able to contain Her fury….
Where will you be when this funeral pyre is lit? The time is not NOW………

Domesticated minds unravel when Her voice cries out at his last breath…..the time is not NOW…

The absence will signify the emptying of the world Soul, and the return of Her vengeful children who now hear His voice on the Air…Trees….Water…..Animals….
He is free to roam the NOW and ETERNAL…….the time is not NOW…
Abraxas, the sonorous voice of the Watcher calls!!! “Rehctaw!! Rehctaw!!! Rehctaw!!!”

His destiny is etched in red flesh and is NOW and ETERNAL…
The flow of time has no relation to the ETERNAL NOW….
The pace of progress on no hold to the ETERNAL………..
The chosen ones hear……..REHCTAW……….

(Art by Jef Whitehead from the soon to be released limited cassette tape, AKA Abraxas. An edition of 33 will include a wood WAR bead, handmade by Charles)
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