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Category: WILL

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.

“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?“

#CharlesManson
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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…
(((ǂ)))
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!
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#selfknows #loveneverdies

Year One, FC

Year One, FC
The first year Manson won’t be breathing our same air since 1934- And the level of deterioration of the human (mind|psyche) in Manson’s lifetime is fucking staggering. Entropy…-
into a total technologically disfigured society of mere caricatures of a species. Some call this progress, and a “good” thing. The past decade has increasingly enslaved us all with the advent of the “smartphone”- “freedom” in the palm of our hand. The cost of this illusion is our Numen, our True Nature.
(“How much will you give up for the lives of your children’s children, which is yourself? How much are people willing to give up for Air, Earth, Water, Animals, and the coming generations?” -Red)
Let us Recognize this and widen the margin between our utilitarian use of technology and addictive behavior in 2018… (tool vs. ego) Look at the end, and begin again. Lets get back to our gardens. Let’s get back to our bicycles, our horses. Get real or get dead. Wake up to the War that is going on all around you. Some take pictures of themselves and some set themselves on fire in order to shine a light on the reality of what we see before us. The sleepers must awaken! Don’t let your selves be bought and sold into the mud of complacency. Honor the sacrifices made by those who have come before you. Honor them by the Life that you live. The Revolution, back to Zero, is ongoing…

BW | WW
A.T.W.A.R.

(Dead Rider | Martyr Badges | Ltd to 83 sets of silver and gold- Live at 1:11 pst)

 

11.11.1934-11.19.2017

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My friend, my brother Charles Milles Manson, is now free and in the world all around you. 
Unbroken. Unchained.
He left no possessions, nor his body, to anyone.
He knew how to die and I am beyond honoured to have known him, and to have been with him, during those final days of his “sentence”.
No anger. No malice. No regret…
Only the lonesome suffering of a tyranny of lies and judgment- marketed to entertain a dead mass who despise him- but he carried that stone almost half a century and transformed your ignorance, rejection and gullibility into a perfect crystal of a radiant and blinding light…
a hue you may never know.
But to those who know… You Know You Know.
– Black Wolf

You’re Family

“…Prison has always been my tomb. I love myself as I love my death as being alone with self the words I send you bore me and bring me from my death only to play in your illusion and bring down the Christian thought placing new value on life being death and death being life. Your world is not your world as you may think.
I owe it nothing. It owes me all, for this is what I gave and this is what I receive. For I am dead to your thinking. Dead to time, dead to death, seeing no death. The way out of my cell is not through the door.
I have hidden from your opinions and lived in your prison hell with death looking at me through the eyes of the dying. Life is death, death is life. Meanings are yours to place.
Now is and will be as it has always been, indestructible, indescribable. In your heart is a part of my life’s heart in death. Die.
Why ask about something that moves within your soul? Casting off fear is only to become one with self-death. Total negative becomes total positive and then you see that all your life you have lived with fear of death.”

The end of “Pseudoprofundity In Death”, by Charles Manson (1970)

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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#nosuchthingasdeath

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#AlwaysHere

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#Soul #Free

#nowwetakehearstcastle

#munivitmendacium

Sitting There With That Monk

IMG_0716A conversation from 2011
Listen here – mp3

“I’ve been thinking about how dying, how dying wouldn’t really be dying, unless you didn’t wanna’ go there, ya’ know? *unless yer’ scared of it* I remember this old Indian, he just, he said he didn’t die he just went up into the hills and became everything. I kept thinking how stupid that would be- just go sit underneath the tree and just get up everyday and you know, forever, man. *well, that is what you believe too, right?* Yeh’, I really do. *that’s yer’ thoughts on death isn’t it?* Well, yeh’, I’ll tell ya’ what- that’s my experience… Because, man, I’ve been through some things! I was tripping on our visiting, ya’ dig? And how the different levels of life that we’ve existed on. And like I’ve been in a lot of high, high fear level situations, man, that were just, you know, beyond the movie trips. Movies, they try to create the reality of those situations, but a lot of times those situations happen so so fast that you don’t even know it till it’s over. But, actually it’s never really over because, like, you know like yer’ standing there and somebody pours a tumbler full of paint thinner on yer body and lights you on fire… And, man! You know, all yer’ systems go all the way open– Everything is full blast! And you go wow man, what a fuckin’ trip this is. And then you think, as it’s happening, ya’ know like, how you gonna’ get back and then you think, well I will deal with this. And then you just become it, ya’ deal with it, ya’ get in it- not trying to get away from it. Ya’ just kinda’ get IN it. And DEAL with it, ya’ dig? If yer’ trying to get away from it, it’s gonna’ chase you. But, if you don’t try to get away from it, you just kinda’ mold in there with it and get with it and you BECOME it- then you can deal with it and it becomes a blessing, man. It becomes a good feeling. It just becomes like the best high I ever had in my life! Was when my head was on fire. It was like ten tabs of acid, ya’ know what I’m saying? Some heavy mushrooms. I’ve never been that loaded- before, or since then. *so, that’s like the adrenaline of survival type of high, yeh’ that must have put ya’ on a whole other level, a whole different plane.* Well, I was sitting there with that monk. And the fire was going like this: |..::..| It was just bubbling by my ears, ya’ know. I tricked it. Here’s how I tricked it: They had me all bandaged up, right? And they wanted to unbandage it. I said, “No, leave it.” And they said, “What do you mean?” I said, “Leave it- let me deal with it.” And I thought this: If I move, it’ll scar. I can’t move. I gotta’ keep my face completely quiet. I can’t wrinkle it. I can’t scratch it. I can’t move it. So, I just stayed completely still. And I put all the concentration that I had in my, in my whole life- I just kept my face quiet. And I accepted it. As being gone. It was just completely gone. And I, I didn’t move it. I didn’t wrinkle or open my mouth. I didn’t eat. I didn’t do anything for about five days, man. And then when the guy finally did take the bandages off he took two steps backward, looked at it and said, “Wow man, you just had a facelift.” All my wrinkles were gone. All them crows feet I had at the end of my eyes were gone. All the wrinkles I had on my forehead. I was known for wrinkles on the forehead. I had ruts on my forehead. Yeh’,oh he got on me, he got me good, ya’ know. He solidly got me, man. Yeh’, the whole face. The beard and everything. And my hands. My hands got up in time. Had my hands not got up in time I would’ve been in big trouble. But I move real quick, man. I’m fast. Because I’ve been through so much, ya’ know, I started boxing when I was ten. I’ve always been right there in the field with it, ya’ know. Well, ya’ know what happens, man? When yer’ in prison and you don’t have no family you pick up everybody. Everybody becomes your brother- Everybody becomes your sister. That’s what the guy said, he said, “You’re one of the most forgiving persons I ever met.” I said, “Why?” He said, “Cuz’ you never judge people.” I said, “Man, when you raised up in prison you’re raised up with the worst of it.” And they’re all yer’ friends, man. How you gonna’ judge? Everybody’s got their own circumstances…”