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...