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Tag: Prison

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 | Abraxas

Excerpt from Charles Manson recording from Vacaville State Prison, created spontaneously c.1985-

Oh Lucifer, my light
Your heart’s been pierced
And it bleeds in my night
6 4 6
Lucifer, rise in my mind
See all in splendor
Perfection on the wind
7 5 5 6
Down in the fires at night in my
Mountain man
Keep on brave
Coming from the grave
11 3 5
Oh children of darkness
Shadows on the wall
I keep seeing you
6 5 5
In the nights oh what I see that you
Could be
Within the days oh my darling
In the days of another dream
11 8 8

CHRISTHEAD

CHRISTHEAD
“…Know this:
from the prison graves the Christhead is no new trip, and the so-called Christians have been and are feeding on the blood of Christ children. You are so misled and caught up in lies that your souls and your justice are locked in the bank. Actors play your leaders in the same war patterns set by the dead…”
C. MANSON

ON THIS DAY 8.17.87.

Born in Alexandria-4-26-1894
Died at Spandau Prison-8-17-1987
IN MEMORIA
Rudolf Hess
Prisoner of Peace

“Now we are getting April weather of a really classic kind: warmth and light alternate with wild snow storms and grey bleakness. The green of early spring shows itself timidly in little buds on some bushes in the garden. I detest lilac and all lovely things, as long as I find myself closed in by walls and bars. How strange a thing is freedom. Never again will I shut a bird up in a cage. And now I understand so well why the Chinese and Japanese, when they wish to show gratitude for good fortune, go to the market, buy cage-birds and let them loose. I will do this, too, one day…”
Rudolf Hess-
Spandau, 10th April, 1949
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Black Eye | Black Pirate

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SOURCE: MansonDirect
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