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Tag: Love

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)

GIVE ME YOUR HONOR

MOTHER TREE

ATWAR

ATWAR

“Mother Tree knows my feelings for I can feel her branches and I know my own life in and out, around, up and down, through with, and with out.
Yes, Sister Sea feels me as I feel her waves and I hear the cries of the wildlife.
A perfect mother knows I feel the wood being cut and I hurt and die with trees falling.
How much a beast must I be to defeat the beast that destroys my mother?
The North Sea is dying, the icecaps are melting faster than ever.
The Aliken is dying on the rock and I feel it all as my life.
I can’t help it. I was bound to feel it and I feel it all
and she cries out at me
and I love the snake bird trees and wolves
ATWA
but humans bore me and are as aware as a slug
and slow as a snail and under it all.”

Charles Milles Manson

“Remember Tomorrow”

“If you see it all goes in a circle and life is
like a wheel – then Remember Tomorrow
and realize at one time it was in and
with the past and if you can get your
tomorrow to catch up to yesterday you
can then open your minds grave to
Gods who spoke through Men when
they said there is no teaching
when you can remember – LOVE
BROTHER HONOR and it ALL is a good day
4 MyMe”

Charles Milles Manson
February, 2012