Showing posts with label Jim Morrison the Lizard King. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jim Morrison the Lizard King. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Will the revolution be televised?


My wife worked for a large company with an all woman environment (the men were relegated to their own offices and management "positions").

The word eventually got out, that we did not watch television. One horrified woman asked her " What do you do at night?". No matter what my wife said, she became something of a social pariah over the following years as a result of this breach of conformity.

Now, skip a few decades into the future, inside a grocery store that we frequent. I had my selections set on the rubber conveyor belt when the clerk noticed something odd: I was attempting to buy "artisan bread" which is basically unsliced bread with some nutritional value. The clerk asked in a horrified tone "What do you do with this?" as he held the artisan bread in his hand. For a moment I thought he wasn't going to let me purchase the alien loaf. To be quite honest, the question caught me off guard and a long moment of awkward silence occurred.

I got to thinking...the poor clerk may not have ever seen a TV commercial that would explain what to do with artisan bread and that may have left him in a helpless state of anxiety over this strange product. I must admit, that during my long years (18) as a vidiot, artisan bread never appeared in any episode of Have Gun Will Travel or Leave it to Beaver. I am getting a more palpable definition of the phrase: lobotomy box.

Monday, November 30, 2009



Bogie and Martha Vickers after staring into the hollow idol's eyes.


"What did it matter where you lay once you were dead? In a dirty sump or in a marble tower on top of a high hill? You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that. Oil and water were the same as wind and air to you. You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness of how you died or where you fell."

Raymond Chandler from The Big Sleep

Strange days have tracked us down...




"Many rock musicians died around the same time: Brian Jones (Rolling Stones) who drowned in his pool(?); Mama Cass (The Mamas and the Papas); Jimi Hendrix; Janis Joplin; Jim Morrison (The Doors); Tim Buckley, and more. Cause of death was often overdosing drugs or as with the case of Jim Morrison, he died from heart failure in his bath tub (drug related). The story goes that Jim Morrison was involved in Project Monarch as well, due to Fritz Springmeier. Morrison made no secret of the fact that he was possessed (by an Native Indian shaman), who was the real performer in the rock group "The Doors". Again, Jim was only the courier."

http://www.illuminati-news.com/art-and-mc/field-of-art.htm


Sunday, November 29, 2009





Sisters & brothers of Pyramid Dance
Mangled hands
Tales of the Old Days
Discovery of the Sacred Pool
changes
Mute-handed stillness baby cry
The wild dog
The sacred beast

Find her!


from The Lords and the New Creatures by Jim Morrison

Weird Scenes Inside the Gold Mine

The AEC secret film lab at Lookout Mountain near Laurel Canyon

Once upon a time, in a town far away lived a man who sang that "women were wicked, when you're unwanted."

He wrote songs that even he may not have understood.

About staring into the hollow idol's eyes, the scream of a butterfly and the big sleep.

Pirate prince at her side