During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act.~ George Orwell
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Throughout America's adventure in free government, our basic purposes have been to keep the peace; to foster progress in human achievement, and to enhance liberty, dignity and integrity among people and among nations. To strive for less would be unworthy of a free and religious people. Any failure traceable to arrogance, or our lack of comprehension or readiness to sacrifice would inflict upon us grievous hurt both at home and abroad. ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower
Nothing else matters, Metallica ar. Karianne Brouwer violin, Maaike Schoenmaker cello
For we are opposed around the world by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy that relies on covert means for expanding its sphere of influence--on infiltration instead of invasion, on subversion instead of elections, on intimidation instead of free choice, on guerrillas by night instead of armies by day. It is a system which has conscripted vast human and material resources into the building of a tightly knit, highly efficient machine that combines military, diplomatic, intelligence, economic, scientific and political operations. ~ President John F. Kennedy , Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, April 27, 1961, assassinated, November 22, 1963
Doom and Gloom via Trunk Animation [Vimeo], UK page, Wikipedia [the free encyclopedia]
Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings
Boptime begins at 6am (EDT) on Saturday, April 19th, 2025 with oldies back to back to back. At 7am (EDT) is a short episode of My World going back to this time in 1938 followed by Duke Ellington’s Suite Thursday. The Morrie Sims Show rounds out the hour. At 8am (EDT) cohost Larry Williams joins us as we spin some great jazz and choice R&B from 78rpms, 45’s, LPs, and compact discs. ~ Steve
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Bicycle Day ~ History: My Bicycle & Me, April 19, 1943
On 19 April 1943, Hofmann intentionally ingested 250 micrograms of LSD. This day is now known as "Bicycle Day", because he began to feel the effects of the drug as he rode home on a bike. This was the first intentional LSD trip.[11]
Hofmann continued to take small doses of LSD throughout much of his life, and always hoped to find a use for it. In his memoir, he emphasized it as a "sacred drug": "I see the true importance of LSD in the possibility of providing material aid to meditation aimed at the mystical experience of a deeper, comprehensive reality."
Catching Up:
Feetlines ~ Is There A CURE Yet? ~ 202209.06: How about antibody SP1-77 ?
It has been over three years,
where's the Cure
and... Steroid for the Immune compromised ?
What is SP1-77
[Click for Updated: Current Articles & Source @ freespoke.com]
SP1-77 is an antibody developed by researchers that so far can neutralize all forms of SARS-CoV-2, the virus that causes COVID-19. It was created after researchers modified a mouse model that was originally made to search for broadly neutralizing antibodies to HIV, which also mutates. [continue reading @ Prevention]
Scientists Discover an Antibody
That Can Take Out All COVID-19 Variants
https://www.prevention.com/health/a41092334/antibody-neutralize-covid-variants/
And they hope to create a new vaccine with it.
by Korin Miller, @ Prevention, September 6, 2022
COVID-19 vaccines have been effective at keeping people from getting severely ill and dying from the virus, but they’ve required different boosters to try to keep on top of all of the coronavirus variants that have popped up. Now, researchers have discovered an antibody that neutralizes all known COVID-19 variants.
The antibody, called SP1-77, is the result of a collaborative effort from researchers at Boston Children’s Hospital and Duke University. Results from mouse studies they’ve conducted were recently published in the journal Science Immunology, and they look promising.
But what does it mean, exactly, to have an antibody that can neutralize all variants of COVID-19, and what kind of impact will this have on vaccines in the future? Here’s what you need to know.
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Science Faction ~ John Titor on Civil War
John Titor on Civil War
I remember 2036 very clearly. It is difficult to describe 2036 in detail without spending a great deal of time explaining why things are so different.
In 2036, I live in central Florida with my family and I'm currently stationed at an Army base in Tampa. A world war in 2015 killed nearly three billion people. The people that survived grew closer together. Life is centered on the family and then the community. I cannot imagine living even a few hundred miles away from my parents.
There is no large industrial complex creating masses of useless food and recreational items. Food and livestock is grown and sold locally. People spend much more time reading and talking together face to face. Religion is taken seriously and everyone can multiply and divide in their heads.
Life has changed so much over my lifetime that it's hard to pin down a "normal" day. When I was 13, I was a soldier. As a teenager, I helped my dad haul cargo. I went to college when I was 31 and I was recruited to "time travel" shortly after that. Again, I suppose an average day in 2036 is like an average day on the farm.
There is a civil war in the United States that starts in 2005. That conflict flares up and down for 10 years. In 2015, Russia launches a nuclear strike against the major cities in the United States (which is the "other side" of the civil war from my perspective), China and Europe. The United States counter attacks. The US cities are destroyed along with the AFE (American Federal Empire)...thus we (in the country) won. The European Union and China were also destroyed. Russia is now our largest trading partner and the Capitol of the US was moved to Omaha Nebraska.
One of the biggest reasons why food production is localized is because the environment is affected with disease and radiation. We are making huge strides in getting it cleaned up. Water is produced on a community level and we do eat meat that we raise ourselves.
After the war, early new communities gathered around the current Universities. That's where the libraries were. I went to school at Fort UF, which is now called the University of Florida. Not too much is different except the military is large part of people's life and we spend a great deal of time in the fields and farms at the "University" or Fort.
The Constitution was changed after the war. We have 5 presidents that are voted in and out on different term periods. The vice president is the president of the senate and they are voted separately. ~ John Titor
[An example of "science faction" would reference "From the Earth to the Moon" by Jules Verne, point out people, at that time, would not believe a trip to the moon was possible, and then introduce NASA's Apollo 11.]
Remembering Dennis Banks
In Memory of Dennis Banks
April 12, 1937 ~ October 29, 2017
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Dennis Banks (April 12, 1937 – October 29, 2017) was a Native American leader, teacher, lecturer, activist and author, was an Anishinaabe born on Leech Lake Indian Reservation in northern Minnesota. Banks was also known as Nowa Cumig (Naawakamig in the Double Vowel System). His name in the Ojibwe language means "In the Center of the Universe." He was a longtime leader of the American Indian Movement, which he co-founded in 1968 with Native Americans in Minneapolis. [Continue Reading at Wikipedia]
And as I look around and see people of different races coming to a Unity Fair, I know that some of those prayers are being answered. It's a small start here in San Francisco, but maybe next year there'll be a Unity Fair in Chicago, or one in Denver, or one of the Pine Ridge Reservation. That's the kind of changing that I want to go through. ~ Dennis Banks on the Prayers of Indian People, Unity Fair, San Francisco, California, September, 1976
What They Took Away: Reflections on Native Boarding Schools with Dennis Banks via Ron Douglas
Dennis Banks to Lead 18,000 Mile “Declare War on Diabetes” Motorcycle Run
Dennis and I worked together. He will sincerely be missed. via Sprung a.k.a. C. Spangler
Alerts ~ Remembering Paul Krassner, Investigative Satirist
In Memory of Our Very Dear Friend
Paul Krassner
April 9, 1932 ~ July 21, 2019
Paul Krassner, San Francisco, 12 Sep. 1987 ~ Photo: Chris W Nelson
Paul Krassner (April 9, 1932 – July 21, 2019) was an American author, journalist, comedian, and the founder, editor and a frequent contributor to the freethought magazine The Realist, first published in 1958. Krassner became a key figure in the counterculture of the 1960s as a member of Ken Kesey's Merry Pranksters and a founding member of the Yippies. He died on July 21, 2019, in Desert Hot Springs, California. [Continue reading at Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia]
A Funny Thing Happened
On the Way to Woodstock
by Paul Krassner
[The Unedited Version]
Prologue :
Newspaper headlines blared the massacre in Beverly Hills of Roman Polanski’s wife, Sharon Tate, their unborn baby and a few unfortunate friends. This was in August 1969, and the orchestrator of those murders, Charles Manson, would not be caught until December. But now I was on my way to the antithesis of that horror. Along with 400,000 others on a countercultural pilgrimage, I was heading for the Woodstock Festival of Music & Love. I was wearing my yellow leather fringe jacket for the first time. In one of the pockets there was a nice little stash of LSD. If you happen to be brand-name conscious, then you’ll want to know that it was Owsley White Lightning, and each tablet contained exactly 300 micrograms of excellent acid.
The CIA originally envisioned using LSD as a means of control, but, without anybody’s permission, millions of young people had already become explorers of their own inner space. Acid was serving as a vehicle for deprogramming themselves from a civilization of sadomasochistic priorities. A mass awakening was in process. There was an evolutionary jump in consciousness. The underground press was flourishing, and when LSD was declared illegal in October 1966, the psychedelic San Francisco Oracle became politicized while the radical Berkeley Barb began to treat the drug subculture as fellow outlaws. Acid was even influencing the stock market. Timothy Leary let me listen in on a phone call from a Wall Street broker who thanked Leary for turning him onto acid because it gave him the courage to sell short.
With LSD, you could actually see music, you could taste ice cream in your toes , and you felt totally at one with Nature, in tune with the Universe. The blossoming counterculture--encompassing sex, drugs and rock’n’roll--was at its core a spiritual revolution, with religions of repression being replaced by disciplines of liberation, where psychotropic drugs became a sacrament, sensuality developed into exquisite forms of personal art, and the way you lived your daily life demonstrated the heartbeat of your politics. There was an epidemic of idealism. Altruism became the highest form of selfishness. You could trust your friends more than the government, and “Make love, not war” became a credo of the antiwar movement. The CIA’s scenario had backfired.
When I first told my mother about taking LSD, she was understandably concerned. “It could lead to marijuana,” she warned.
My mother was right.
Abbie Hoffman was a reader of my magazine, The Realist, before we became friends. He tempered his fearlessness with a gift for humor that was sharp and spontaneous. On a particularly tense night on the Lower East Side, we were standing on a street corner when a patrol car containing four police cruised by. These were the same cops from the 9th Precinct that Abbie took great pleasure in defeating at the pool table.
“Hey, fellas,” he shouted, “you goin’ out on a double date?”
In December 1967, Abbie, his wife Anita and I decided to take our first real vacation, in the Florida Keys. We rented a small house on stilts in Ramrod Key. This was the week before Christmas. We bought a small tree and spray painted it with canned snow. Now, we were tripping on LSD as a hurricane reached full force.
“Hey, this is pretty powerful fuckin’ acid,” Abbie laughed.
We watched Lyndon Johnson on a black and white TV set, only LBJ was purple and orange. His huge head was sculpted into Mount Rushmore. “I am not going to be so pudding-headed as to stop our half of the war,” he was saying. And the heads of the other presidents--George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln and Theodore Roosevelt--were all snickering to themselves and covering their mouths with their hands so they wouldn’t laugh out loud. That was the moment we acknowledged that we’d be going to the Democratic convention next summer to protest the war in Vietnam.
That evening, when the hurricane had subsided, I followed a neighborhood crow down the road, then continued walking to town by myself to use the pay telephone at a gas station. First I called Dick Gregory in Chicago, since it was his city we were planning to invade. He told me that he had decided to run for president, and he wanted to know if I thought Bob Dylan would make a good vice president. “Oh, sure,” I said, “but to tell you the truth, I don’t think Dylan would ever get involved in electoral politics.” Gregory ended up with assassination researcher Mark Lane as his running mate.
Next I called Jerry Rubin in New York to arrange for a meeting when we returned. The conspiracy was beginning. And so it came to pass that, on the afternoon of December 31, several activist friends were gathered at the Hoffmans’ apartment, smoking Columbian marijuana and planning the Chicago action. Our fantasy was to counter the convention of death with a festival of life. While the Democrats would present politicians giving speeches at the convention center, we would present rock bands playing in the park. There would be booths with information about drugs and alternatives to the draft.
We needed a name. What would be appropriate to signify the radicalization of hippies? I came up with yippie . We could be the Yippies! It was perfect--a traditional shout of spontaneous joy which had just the right attitude for a media myth. I worked my way backwards. Yippie could be derived naturally from the initials YIP. Then, for what words could YIP become an appropriate acronym? Youth --this was essentially a movement of young people involved in a generational struggle. International --it was happening all over the globe, from Mexico to France, from Germany to Japan. And Party --in both senses of the word. We would be a party and we would have a party. We would be the Youth International Party, and we would be called the Yippies.
It was simply a catchy label to describe a phenomenon that already existed: an organic coalition of hippie dropouts and political activists. Our culture was our politics. In the process of cross-pollination at civil rights demonstrations and antiwar rallies, we had come to share an awareness that there was a linear connection between putting kids in prison for smoking marijuana in this country and burning them to death with napalm on the other side of the globe. It was the ultimate extension of dehumanization. After we held a press conference, a headline in the Chicago Daily News promised: “Yipes! The Yippies Are Coming!” The myth was already becoming a reality. We opened an office. Yippie chapters were forming on campuses, and Yippies across the country were beginning to find out what to call themselves.
In Chicago that August, Robert Pierson, a supposed biker who had volunteered to act as Jerry’s bodyguard turned out to be a police provocateur. Indiscriminate, sadistic violence by the cops reached a peak during speeches in Grant Park. Eventually, the Chicago Tribune reported that Pierson was “in the group which lowered an American flag.” In Official Detective magazine, Pierson himself wrote: “One thing we were to do was defile the flag. The American flag in the park was taken down, then rehung upside down. After this had been photographed, a group of us, including me, were ordered to pull it down and destroy it, then to run up the black flag of the Viet Cong. I joined in the chants and taunts against the police and provoked them into hitting me with their clubs. They didn’t know who I was, but they did know that I had called them names and struck them with one or more weapons.” And that’s what set off the incident which resulted in what the government-commissioned Walker Report would describe as “a police riot.”
One year later, as I wandered around the Woodstock Festival, I was overwhelmed by the realization that this tribal event was in actuality what the Yippies had originally fantasized about for Chicago. No longer did so many of these celebrants have to feel like the only Martians on their block. Now, extended families were developing into an alternative society before your very eyes. I had never before felt such a powerful sense of community.
The soundtrack was live, and the Hog Farm commune provided meals, servicing the largest Bed & Breakfast place in history. Actually, they had been hired to provide security. But to Hog Farm leader Hugh Romney, security meant cream pies and seltzer bottles. He planned to wear a Smokey the Bear costume to warn people about putting out fires. This was not merely a three-day outdoor concert. This was a Martian convention. Or, as Abbie Hoffman called it, Woodstock Nation.
The political contingent was encamped in a huge red-and-white-striped tent christened Movement City. In the afternoon, a mimeograph machine was churning out flyers proclaiming that the outdoor concerts should be free. At night, several festival-goers were busy unscrewing the metal-wire fencing that had been put up during the day. Yippie Roz Payne was among them. She helped take down the No Trespassing sign and changed it into a sign that read Peoples Bulletin Board.
On an afternoon when Abbie, Roz and I took a stroll down Merchants Way, which led to the stage that was still being constructed, they took down the Merchants Way sign and put up a sign that read Ho Chi Minh Trail. Lights had not yet been strung up along the path, and as it got darker, we kept walking and stumbling until we got lost in the woods. After a couple of hours, we saw a light through the trees, realized that we were right back where we started, and we laughed ourselves silly.
Abbie would get serious later on, though, ebbed on by his sense of justice and fueled by the tab of White Lightning that we had each ingested. While The Who were performing, he went up on stage with the intention of informing the audience that John Sinclair, manager of the MC5 and leader of the White Panther Party, was serving ten years in prison for the possession of two joints; that this was really the politics behind the music.
Before Abbie could get his message across, Peter Townshend transformed his guitar into a tennis racket and smashed him on the head with a swift backhand. Townshend had assumed that Abbie was just another crazed fan. When The Who played at Fillmore East the previous week, a plainclothes cop rushed on stage and tried to grab the mike. He intended to warn the audience that there was a fire next door and the theater had to be cleared, but he was able to do so only after Townshend kneed him in the balls. Now he shouted at Abbie, “Get the fuck off my stage!” To the audience: “The next person that walks across the stage is going to get killed.” The audience laughs. “You can laugh, but I mean it!”
I inadvertently ended up with a political mission of my own at Woodstock. For a while, I was hanging around the Press Tent, which later turned into the Hospital For Bad Trips. A reporter from the New York Daily News asked me, “How do you spell braless?” I replied, “Without a hyphen.” He pointed out two men with cameras who were from the Criminal Intelligence Division of the Army. And a free-lance writer who knew someone with a source in the White House told me how the Nixon administration had assigned the Rand Corporation think tank to develop a game plan for suspending the 1972 election in case of disruption. I decided to mention this at every meeting I attended, every interview I did, every campus I spoke at and every radio show that I was a guest on.
A year later, the story was officially denied by Attorney General John Mitchell. He warned that whoever started that rumor ought to be “punished.” I wrote to him and confessed, but he never answered my letter. Actually, investigative journalist Ron Rosenbaum was able to trace the “rumor” back and discovered that I was the fifth level down from the original White House source. I believed it to be true, and even rented a tiny one-room apartment I could escape to when martial law was declared. It had a fireplace so that if the power went off I could cook brown rice.
Although I never used the place myself (a friend and her young son had been evicted, so I was glad to let them stay there), when I stopped to witness the level of my own paranoia, I flashed back to a moment at Woodstock. While meandering around the grounds, I had spotted an old friend, Tom Law, who was leading a group in yoga exercises, and I warned him, “If the government finds out you can get high just from breathing, they’re gonna ban oxygen.”
In February 1969, a group of Yippies were busy rolling several thousand joints and wrapping each one in a flyer wishing the recipient a Happy Valentine’s Day and containing facts about marijuana. More than 200,000 arrests for pot-smoking were made the previous year, and Mayor John Lindsay had just petitioned Governor Nelson Rockefeller to raise the penalty for possession from one year to four.
Those joints were sent to various mailing lists, such as teachers and media people, and to one individual only because he was listed in the phone book as Peter Pot. A local newscaster who displayed one of these joints was visited by a pair of narcotics agents, on camera, while he was still delivering the news. It was a TV first. Incidentally, the contents of all those joints had been paid for by Jimi Hendrix.
My favorite musical moment at the festival was Hendrix’s startling rendition of “The Star-Spangled Banner.” His guitar wailing of our national anthem brought me to tears. It was a wordless version of what I interpreted to mean, “It’s not that we hate America, it’s that we feel the American dream has been betrayed, and we will live our alternative.” On the other hand, my least favorite moment was when I discovered that my new yellow leather fringe jacket was stolen from the Movement City tent.
Epilogue:
In 1971, Yippie co-founder Ed Sanders’ book about Charles Manson, The Family , was published. It raised several questions, and I began my own investigation. After having lived behind bars for most of his life, Manson was out on the streets again. He began to explore and exploit the countercultural value system, from Haight-Ashbury to Strawberry Fields. Driving his family around in a school bus painted black, he stopped at the Hog Farm, whose school bus was painted in rainbow colors.
While traveling, the Hog Farmers had found themselves at a fork in the road. Up above them, two sky-writing planes were playing tic-tac-toe, and the Hog Farm decided to go one way if the X’s won and the other way if the O’s won. Now they were back on their land, all standing in a circle, chanting “Om,” which somehow caused the visiting Manson to start choking and gagging, so his family began counter-chanting “Evil.”
It was an archetypal confrontation. Manson even tried to get Romney’s wife in exchange for one of his girls--plus the pink slip to the black bus. It was never made clear, if Romney had accepted this trade, by what means the Manson family would have departed, but that was a moot point. The black bus finally left, mission unaccomplished.
In the course of my research, I met Preston Guillory, a former deputy sheriff at the Malibu Sheriff’s Department, which aided the Los Angeles Sheriff’s Department in the original raid of the Spahn Ranch. Guillory had participated in that raid, and I interviewed him at an apartment in San Francisco.
“We had been advised to put anything relating to Manson on a memo submitted to the station, because they were supposedly gathering information for the raid we were going to make,” he said. “Deputies at the station of course started asking, ‘Why aren’t we going to make the raid sooner?’ I mean, Manson’s a parole violator, machine-guns have been heard, we know there’s narcotics and we know there’s booze. He’s living at the Spahn Ranch with a bunch of minor girls in complete violation of his parole. Deputies at the station quite frankly became very annoyed that no action was being taken about Manson. My contention is this--the reason Manson was left on the street was because our department thought that he was going to attack the Black Panthers. We were getting intelligence briefings that Manson was anti-black and he had supposedly killed a Black Panther, the body of which could not be found, and the department thought that he was going to launch an attack on the Black Panthers.”
And so it was that the presence of racism had morphed the Sheriff’s Department into collaborators in a mass murder. Manson was portrayed by the media as a hippie cult leader, and the counterculture became a dangerous enemy. Hitchhikers were shunned. Communes were raided. In the public’s mind, flower children now had poisonous thorns. But Manson was never really a hippie. His real family included con artists, pimps, drug dealers, thieves, muggers, rapists and murderers. He had known only power relationships in an army of control junkies. Manson was America’s Frankenstein monster, a logical product of the prison system--racist, paranoid, violent--even if hippie astrologers thought that his fate had been predetermined because he was a triple Scorpio.
The ‘60s had come to an end, and the quality of co-option was not strained. “Today is the first day of the rest of your life” became a slogan for the Bank of America, and later for Total breakfast cereal. More recently, Tampax advertised its tampon as “Something over 30 you can trust. And names changed. Hippies became freaks. Negroes became blacks. Girls became women. Richard Alpert became Baba Ram Dass. Hugh Romney became Wavy Gravy, and his wife, Bonnie Jean, became Jahanarah. Yippie organizer Keith Lampe became Ponderosa Pine. My sister Marge became Thais. San Francisco Oracle editor Allen Cohen became Siddartha and moved to a commune where everybody called him Sid. They thought his name was Sid Arthur.
These days, there seems to be a mass awakening in process, comparable to the evolutionary jump in consciousness that took place during the '60s. It gives me a sense of hope, as well as a sense of continuity, that countercultural values have “infiltrated” mainstream awareness: the peace movement, organic food, animal rights, protecting rainforests, environmental sustainability, growing hemp, anti-pollution, recycling waste, racial equality, feminism, renewable energy, alternative healthcare, diversified spiritual practices.
The seeds that were planted then continue to blossom now. The spirit of Woodstock continues to be celebrated at such annual events as the Rainbow Gathering, Burning Man, Earthdance, the Oregon County Fair, the Starwood Neo-Pagan Festival, Pete Seeger's Clearwater Festival, the Coachella Valley Music & Arts Festival, and even such electronic magic as the montage of musicians around the globe playing and singing "Stand By Me" on YouTube.
And, yes, all the psychedelic relics I know have not stopped serving as agents of change. During the past four decades, there has been a linear progression from Jimi Hendrix playing “The Star-Spangled Banner” at Woodstock to Aretha Franklin singing “My Country, ’tis of Thee” at the inauguration of Barack Obama.
Some Local Articles by Paul Krassner:
Why I'm Optimistic About the Future
Other pages with Paul's Articles on flyingsnail.com
Paul's Home Page: http://www.PaulKrassner.com
Paul Krassner & Curtis Spangler ~ Photo: Dwight Dolliver
[Ed. Note Regarding, "WTF are you doing?": Photographer says to Paul, “I wonder where all the other warriors are today?” (referring to those brave enough to stand up against any form of injustice) and I lift my t-shirt to reveal a Maasai warrior belt (ref. 1, ref. 2); not to be confused with marriage belt, which has diamonds.]
Alerts ~ Remembering Dr. Richard Alpert a.k.a. Ram Dass & Nobody's Guru
In Memory of Our Very Dear Friend
Dr. Richard Alpert
a.k.a. Ram Dass & Nobody's Guru
April 6, 1931 ~ December 22, 2019
NOBODY'S STALWARTS ~ Curtis Spangler, left, and Ram Dass, right, lay out bumper stickers saying "U.S. out of North America" and other campaign paraphernalia. "Nobody for President" started when Wavy Gravy became disenchanted with presidential politics and decided Nobody should have that much power.
Stories & Letters
Yoga vs. Lysergic
Around 4:30 AM, December 6, 1969, I heard a bunch of noise outside the house, got up, peered out the window, saw a bunch of my friends getting out of a station wagon, and walking up the steps.
I made coffee as everyone settled on the living room floor and the topic of conversation was, 'today's concert at Altamont'.
One of my friends, who is no longer with us, was grinning ear-to-ear and announced he had some of Bear's 4-way wafers, made 'special for us'.
We each decided to take one wafer, figuring we would leave around 10:00 AM for the 'Stones' concert.
After about twenty (20) minutes everybody was 'feeling it', except me, so I took another one just to make sure.
By the time everyone was ready to leave I had eaten fourteen (14) wafers and still wasn't feeling anything, so I told my friends, "This is too weird, I think I'll stay home." and off they went.
Just to complete the end of that story, my friends got lost on the way and ended up on a back road that took them to the rear of the concert, where they parked, crawled under the stage, sat down in front, and saw the 'whole show'. Because of what happened, at that show, I am glad I did not attend.
Meanwhile, back at home I am still going about my daily routine as if nothing happened; all while trying to figure out why I was not affected like my friends. At this point I went to bed to take a nap. This is when something strange happened.
When I closed my eyes, I found myself sitting on the top of a ladder, with my head pressed against the ceiling, in a room with no windows or doors, that was dimly lit. When I opened my eyes, everything was normal; or perceived to be "normal".
The next day, some of the friends who went to Altamont dropped by to tell me their adventure, and I tell them mine, because it was still happening. After they leave, it was suggested I call my old friend Richard to see if he could offer any advice.
Psychedelic Review, Issue Number 1 ~ (complete pdf)
I knew Richard before he became Ram Dass and used to hang out with him at his Dad's house on the lake in New Hampshire; so that's where I called him.
His assistant told me he had just returned from India, had been asked to speak at Esalen in California, gave me the number, and told me to call him there.
When I called Esalen, I was told he was giving a lecture out on the lawn and they would give him my message.
About two hours later the phone rings and it is Richard asking me, "What's up?"
I tell him the story and he listens while saying, "Ahhh..." a lot. I also closed my eyes to see if that strange effect is going on, and am still sitting on the top of that ladder.
It takes me about five (5) minutes to explain my story and then he takes over the conversation for the next hour, telling me about his experiences in India.
As he is talking, I start to experience this light beginning to radiate around me and had my eyes open.
When I shut my eyes, the room with no windows or doors had become, for lack of better words, a gold/pink/white luminous cloud; except this time, I am sitting on a ladder in the middle of the cloud, with my head pressed against a ceiling of brilliant white light.
I interrupted Richard and told him what was going on; to which he responded with a very long, smile sounding, "Ahhh...."
The moment he did this, a trapdoor slammed open in the ceiling of light and I looked into what appeared to be infinite time, space, and beyond; something no amount of words will ever describe.
[I did attempt to create a picture]:
In the midst of phenomenal beauty, I saw this chubby old man wearing a blanket float by. As he passed, I noticed he seemed to be holding the earth, similar to the way one would hold an apple by the stem.
He lifted his head and gazed at me. When our eyes met this incredible smile came across his lips and the next thing I knew, I was jettisoned into another place I am not able to describe, other than say it was 'wheel like' and there were some incredible beings there...at the same time, explaining this over the phone, as it is happening.
Richard said to me, "It has obviously happened to you, I'll send you a letter.":
Letter Content:
Namaste
Curtis,
It's obviously happened to you. The seed has been planted. You need not worry too much it will flourish and seek its own way to the light. What follows now is a very slow and gentle opening, a listening, a re-evaluating, re-assessing, a calming of the mind along with the opening of the heart. Be very patient and very calm. We are dealing with eternal time and infinite space. All else is melodrama.
[snipped traveling to the Bay Area and getting together part]
Shanti, (peace)
Ram Dass
Along with the letter there was a booklist and names of some people I was to look up; which led me to Neem Karoli Baba, who explained there were two types of acid, Yoga and Lysergic and here is what I heard.
If one takes lysergic acid, finds a quiet, calm, cool place, and meditates, one might expect four (4) to six (6) hours of Darshan and come back down; whereas, when one works on themselves (Yogi Acid) and discovers where to turn on that 'switch', one never needs to come down, ..which began a new quest.
Original copy of what became the book known as, "Be Here Now"
Since this is the Internet (smile), here is a handwritten letter from Ram Dass regarding a problem I had about 'running up against psychic walls':
Letter Content:
Curtis,
By not acting upon desires one weakens their hold. This ultimately follows non-attachment or desire - all things come to you By calming the mind through meditation you will see that desires are based on a misconception - i.e., mistaking yourself for your body or thoughts. Further meditation shows you that all is impermanent, all is changing and there is no place to stand anywhere. Then we merge and float into the One - where we are always together in Love.
Shanti,
Ram Dass
Becoming Nobody | Official Trailer | 2019 via Passion River Films
End Catch Up
Statue of Liberty last seen walking back to France
Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant. The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice. You don't. You have no choice! You have OWNERS! They OWN you! They own everything. They own all the important land. They own and control the corporations. They've long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear. George Carlin
Esurance ~ Election Insurance via Rene Delgado
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What In Tarnation?: http://www.flyingsnail.com/tarnation.html
UFO Tape, 1974: http://www.flyingsnail.com/Podcast/UFO-1974.mp3
Rebirth of Evil, 1975 : http://www.flyingsnail.com/Podcast/RebirthOfEvil.mp3
Blondie vs The Doors, Rapture Riders, joao reininho
The world ...as we knew it... has gone.
Nobody wins from a trade war
My Government will champion the voice of British industry on the international stage,
Sir Keir Starmer, Prime Minister of United Kingdom, The Telegraph, Article Source
Science Faction ~ Ballad of the Blind Sided Paradox by Erb
Ballad of the Blind Sided Paradox
[Ed. Note: Glossary for upcoming comment]:
Aeon, From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aeon
Although the term aeon may be used in reference to a period of a billion years (especially in geology, cosmology and astronomy), its more common usage is for any long, indefinite period. Aeon can also refer to the four aeons on the geologic time scale that make up the Earth's history, the Hadean, Archean, Proterozoic, and the current aeon, Phanerozoic.
In Buddhism, aeon may be used as a translation of the term kalpa or mahakalpa (Sanskrit: महाकल्प). A mahakalpa is often said to be 1,334,240,000 years, the life cycle of the world. Yet, these numbers are symbolic, not literal.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aeon#Philosophy_and_mysticism
Yuga, From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yuga
Yuga Cycle (four yuga ages): Satya (Krita), Treta, Dvapara, and Kali (where we allegedly are):
Near the end of Kali Yuga, when virtues are at their worst, a cataclysm and a re-establishment of Dharma occur to usher in the next cycle's Krita (Satya) Yuga, prophesied to occur by Kalki.
Satya Yuga in Hinduism, is the first and best of the four yugas (world ages) in a Yuga Cycle, preceded by Kali Yuga of the previous cycle and followed by Treta Yuga. Satya Yuga lasts for 1,728,000 years (4,800 divine years).]
Satya Yuga is known as the age of truth, when humanity is governed by gods, and every manifestation or work is close to the purest ideal and humanity will allow intrinsic goodness to rule supreme. It is sometimes referred to as the "Golden Age".
The Golden Age by Pietro da Cortona (Palazzo Pitti, Florence, Italy)Duality, is not without duality!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_dualities
My interests are in Duality Physics,
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_dualities#Physics
Philosophy, logic, and psychology Physics,
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duality#Philosophy,_logic,_and_psychology
Dualism (Indian philosophy),
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dualism_(Indian_philosophy)
Dualism in cosmology,
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dualism_in_cosmology
and Duality (mathematics)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duality_(mathematics)
Wave–particle Duality,
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wave-particle_duality
Wave–particle duality is the concept in quantum mechanics that fundamental entities of the universe, like photons and electrons, exhibit particle or wave properties according to the experimental circumstances. It expresses the inability of the classical concepts such as particle or wave to fully describe the behavior of quantum objects.
Einstein–Podolsky–Rosen Paradox,
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Einstein%E2%80%93Podolsky%E2%80%93Rosen_paradox
The Einstein–Podolsky–Rosen paradox is a thought experiment proposed by physicists Albert Einstein, Boris Podolsky and Nathan Rosen, which argues that the description of physical reality provided by quantum mechanics is incomplete.
Another description, presented in 'old time broadcast radio format’, refers to "ERP Effect" and describe it as, (Click to listen following MP3):"Reality is telepathic".
A Thousand, Million Years...
The human body emits a DC pulse, containing a unique frequency residing in a finely balanced, changing, Duality, and sustained by breath.
A Golden Age Aeon [no known historical reference] is alleged to be primarily 99.9% positive, and when it occurs Balance allows Negative plus/minus one hundred fifty years, in advance, using any method; including deceit, trickery and lies, to collect enough souls to offset this change, which (sigh) require an inflicted +/- thousand, million years of service! [In other words, imagine being locked up in something described as a Hell for this long?]
Do Not get tricked!
Satan's demons take on the image of God, similar to that done in Eden (II Corinthians, 11:14). How else do they take control of earth? Ministers of Satan are variously understood as being a consummately evil system of government; or leader... Ministers of Satan are liars who will deceive many people... Ministers of Satan want to divide the world and create war without end... Ministers of Satan will declare things which are evil are good, will refer to war as peace, death as a solution for justice, and serving the wealthy as a means of helping the poor. Many nations will recognize they are evil, but their own people will be inclined to believe their deceptions.
Ees Da Sa Sussaway!
Doom and Gloom via Trunk Animation [Vimeo], UK page, Wikipedia [the free encyclopedia]
Reality is not external. Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else. Not in the individual mind, which can make mistakes, and in any case soon perishes: only in the mind of the Party, which is collective and immortal. Whatever the Party holds to be the truth, is truth. It is impossible to see reality except by looking through the eyes of the Party. ~ George Orwell
Saturnnite Fever, John Flores Graphics, Digital collage, 2023
Throughout America's adventure in free government, our basic purposes have been to keep the peace; to foster progress in human achievement, and to enhance liberty, dignity and integrity among people and among nations. To strive for less would be unworthy of a free and religious people. Any failure traceable to arrogance, or our lack of comprehension or readiness to sacrifice would inflict upon us grievous hurt both at home and abroad. ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower ; last Honorable, Decent, Republican President !
Nothing else matters, Metallica ar. Karianne Brouwer violin, Maaike Schoenmaker cello
For we are opposed around the world by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy that relies on covert means for expanding its sphere of influence--on infiltration instead of invasion, on subversion instead of elections, on intimidation instead of free choice, on guerrillas by night instead of armies by day. It is a system which has conscripted vast human and material resources into the building of a tightly knit, highly efficient machine that combines military, diplomatic, intelligence, economic, scientific and political operations. ~ President John F. Kennedy , Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, April 27, 1961, assassinated, November 22, 1963
Undone Lullaby, by dj schmolli via Dave
The Republican Party is now clearly an authoritarian party. It embraces, condones, accepts and promotes political violence, and does not accept electoral defeat. Their glorification of January 6 proves that they're okay with a violent seizure of power. If they can't win elections fairly, they'd rather end democracy. ~ Steven Levitsky, Professor of Political Science, Harvard University
A Night at the Garden, 1939 via Marshall Curry. Later, Brown Shirts were slaughtered
by their paranoid, Malignant Narcissistic Leader during the Night of the Long Knives.
Whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. ~ Declaration of Independence
5FDP vs. Billy Idol ~ Rebel Yell Over It, [NOT WORK SAFE], DJ Schmolli via SrvTech
Where Have All the Flowers Gone? via Fritjof Capra
Taj Mahal & Keb’ Mo’ Perform “All Around the World” with Jon Batiste via Concord
Science Faction ~ John Titor on Civil War
John Titor on Civil War
I remember 2036 very clearly. It is difficult to describe 2036 in detail without spending a great deal of time explaining why things are so different.
In 2036, I live in central Florida with my family and I'm currently stationed at an Army base in Tampa. A world war in 2015 killed nearly three billion people. The people that survived grew closer together. Life is centered on the family and then the community. I cannot imagine living even a few hundred miles away from my parents.
There is no large industrial complex creating masses of useless food and recreational items. Food and livestock is grown and sold locally. People spend much more time reading and talking together face to face. Religion is taken seriously and everyone can multiply and divide in their heads.
Life has changed so much over my lifetime that it's hard to pin down a "normal" day. When I was 13, I was a soldier. As a teenager, I helped my dad haul cargo. I went to college when I was 31 and I was recruited to "time travel" shortly after that. Again, I suppose an average day in 2036 is like an average day on the farm.
There is a civil war in the United States that starts in 2005. That conflict flares up and down for 10 years. In 2015, Russia launches a nuclear strike against the major cities in the United States (which is the "other side" of the civil war from my perspective), China and Europe. The United States counter attacks. The US cities are destroyed along with the AFE (American Federal Empire)...thus we (in the country) won. The European Union and China were also destroyed. Russia is now our largest trading partner and the Capitol of the US was moved to Omaha Nebraska.
One of the biggest reasons why food production is localized is because the environment is affected with disease and radiation. We are making huge strides in getting it cleaned up. Water is produced on a community level and we do eat meat that we raise ourselves.
After the war, early new communities gathered around the current Universities. That's where the libraries were. I went to school at Fort UF, which is now called the University of Florida. Not too much is different except the military is large part of people's life and we spend a great deal of time in the fields and farms at the "University" or Fort.
The Constitution was changed after the war. We have 5 presidents that are voted in and out on different term periods. The vice president is the president of the senate and they are voted separately. ~ John Titor
[An example of "science faction" would reference "From the Earth to the Moon" by Jules Verne, point out people, at that time, would not believe a trip to the moon was possible, and introduce NASA's Apollo 11.]
Word Refreshment in Advance?
Conscription
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Conscription, also known as the draft in American English, is the practice in which the compulsory enlistment in a national service, mainly a military service, is enforced by law. Conscription dates back to antiquity and it continues in some countries to the present day under various names. The modern system of near-universal national conscription for young men dates to the French Revolution in the 1790s, where it became the basis of a very large and powerful military. Most European nations later copied the system in peacetime, so that men at a certain age would serve 1 to 8 years on active duty and then transfer to the reserve force. [continue reading: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conscription]
Conscription in the United States
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
In the United States, military conscription, commonly known as the draft, has been employed by the U.S. federal government in six conflicts: the American Revolutionary War, the American Civil War, World War I, World War II, the Korean War, and the Vietnam War. The fourth incarnation of the draft came into being in 1940, through the Selective Training and Service Act; this was the country's first peacetime draft. [continue reading: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conscription_in_the_United_States]
Notes from Erb
Satan's demons take on the image of God, similar to that done in Eden (II Corinthians, 11:14). How else do they take control of earth? Ministers of Satan are variously understood as being a consummately evil system of government; or leader... Ministers of Satan are liars who will deceive many people... Ministers of Satan want to divide the world and create war without end... Ministers of Satan will declare things which are evil are good, will refer to war as peace, death as a solution for justice, and serving the wealthy as a means of helping the poor. Many nations will recognize they are evil, but their own people will be inclined to believe their deceptions.
Christians are to no longer execute sinners, so they should not wage carnal war, but spiritual warfare ~ (John 18:36; 2 Corinthians 10:1-6; Ephesians 6:10-18; 1 Timothy 1:18-20; 6:11-14; 2 Timothy 2:3-5; 4:6-8), Christians must be peacemakers forgiving those who do them harm treating their enemies with love and not seeking revenge ~ (Matthew 5:9, Romans 14:19), (Ephesians 4:29-32; Colossians 3:12-14; Matthew 6:9-15; Mark 11:25-26), (Luke 6:27-36) (Romans 12:17-21; 1 Peter 3:8-12), Hatred, which is the same as murder, is unforgiving, vengeful and hostile towards one's enemies ~ (1 John 3:15)
Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings
Boptime begins at 6am (EDT) on Saturday, April 12th, 2025 with oldies back to back to back. Be sure to join us. At at 7am (EDT) we go back to 1954-55 with a short demonstration in musical contrast on a changing national musical stage with Dizzy Gillespie and Bill Haley. At at 8am (EDT) Rockabilly Ridge returns after our Radiothon hiatus by heading to the barnyard with Michael Ace. At at 9am (EDT) we bop back to this day in 1961 when President Kennedy was about to face his first big crisis and the first man was launched into outer space. ~ Steve
BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
Go To: http://www.wvud.org/?page_id=24
Click on a listening link below the WVUD logo:
Boptime available locally in Delaware on:
WVUD-FM 91.3
Shoutcast = [Search: WVUD] || TuneIn
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DREAMSTREETS #82 https://www.dreamstreetsarchive.com/dreamstreets_82.pdf
ASIFA-SF, Karl Cohen ~ Association International du Film d'Animation, SF Newsletter
ASIFA-SF April 2025 Newsletter [PDF]
Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings
Boptime begins at 6am (EDT) on Saturday, April 5th, 2025 with oldies back to back to back. It’s RADIOTHON!! At 7am (EDT) we’ll go back in time to hear some of the famous rock & roll disc jockeys from yesteryear. We’ll wind out the hour with some Ike Turner, Earth Wind & Fire, and Jimi Hendrix. At 8am (EDT) we get another Saturday with Larry Williams thanks to RADIOTHON. This time we’ll play a couple hours of R&B while we demonstrate to ourselves and prove to each other that we are truly community radio. Be sure to join us.~ Steve
BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
Go To: http://www.wvud.org/?page_id=24
Click on a listening link below the WVUD logo:
Boptime available locally in Delaware on:
WVUD-FM 91.3
Shoutcast = [Search: WVUD] || TuneIn
https://www.dreamstreetsarchive.com/
DREAMSTREETS #82 https://www.dreamstreetsarchive.com/dreamstreets_82.pdf
Neckerworld ~ A Computer Vision Game
Neckerworld ~ A Computer Vision Game by hankster/Dr. Hank MagnuskiOverview
Neckerworld is a computer vision game designed to teach students about human and computer vision systems, object detection and identification, visual field construction, autonomous movement and strategy.
All players and resources in the game are cubes. The cube players are guided solely through autonomous computer vision programs. No human manual control or input is permitted during gameplay.
To successfully play the game requires a competent program to do object detection and identification, playing field knowledge representation and strategic decision making.
Background
The Necker Cube Illusion (first published as a rhomboid in 1832 by Swiss crystallographer Louis Albert Necker) is a well known example of a perceptual illusion where the orientation of the cube is unstable and easily flips between two states. Serious study and research into why we perceive multiple states leads to a set of questions about the very nature of our vision. [continue: http://Neckerworld.com]
Notes from ~@~
Freedom of expression and freedom of speech aren't really important unless they're heard...It's hard for me to stay silent when I keep hearing that peace is only attainable through war. And there's nothing more scary than watching ignorance in action. So I dedicated this Emmy to all the people who feel compelled to speak out and not afraid to speak to power and won't shut up and refuse to be silenced. Tom Smothers
Carlin Step, DJ Steve Porter & Eli Wilkie via Roland Kardeby
The Great Bell Chant (The End of Suffering) via R Smittenaar
One Day, Matisyahu
Unsung Hero via Rattakarn Srithavatchai "Garn"
Nobody for President ~ NONE of the ABOVE should be a valid choice on VOTER BALLOTS
American Dream, George Carlin via Ishtar [ NOT WORK SAFE ], Alternative w/text
NOBODY should have that much power !!!
Curtis Spangler & Wavy Gravy , Nobody for President, 197610.12 ~ Photo: James Stark
The Sacred Clowns ~ Heyókȟa
The Heyókȟa symbolize and portray many aspects of the sacred, the Wakȟáŋ. Their satire presents important questions by fooling around. They ask difficult questions, and say things others are too afraid to say. By reading between the lines, the audience is able to think about things not usually thought about, or to look at things in a different way.
Principally, the Heyókȟa functions both as a mirror and a teacher, using extreme behaviors to mirror others, thereby forcing them to examine their own doubts, fears, hatreds, and weaknesses. Heyókȟas also have the power to heal emotional pain; such power comes from the experience of shame--they sing of shameful events in their lives, beg for food, and live as clowns. They provoke laughter in distressing situations of despair and provoke fear and chaos when people feel complacent and overly secure, to keep them from taking themselves too seriously or believing they are more powerful than they are.
In addition, sacred clowns serve an important role in shaping tribal codes. Heyókȟa's don't seem to care about taboos, rules, regulations, social norms, or boundaries. Paradoxically, however, it is by violating these norms and taboos that they help to define the accepted boundaries, rules, and societal guidelines for ethical and moral behavior. This is because they are the only ones who can ask "Why?" about sensitive topics and employ satire to question the specialists and carriers of sacred knowledge or those in positions of power and authority. In doing so, they demonstrate concretely the theories of balance and imbalance. Their role is to penetrate deception, turn over rocks, and create a deeper awareness.
Cree Prophecy
Only after the last tree has been cut down,
Only after the last river has been poisoned,
Only after the last fish has been caught,
Only then will you find money cannot be eaten.
Develop Your Mind, Not Sacred Sites
Message via Mike Pinder
Oh, I hope that I see you again I never even caught your name As you looked through my window pane ~ So I'm writing this message today I'm thinking that you'll have a way Of hearing the notes in my tune ~ Where are you going? Where have you been? I can imagine other worlds you have seen ~ Beautiful faces and music so serene ~ So I do hope I see you again My universal citizen You went as quickly as you came ~ You know the power Your love is right You have good reason To stay out of sight ~~ But break our illusions and help us Be the light. Mike Pinder
Why I Think This World Should End, Prince EA via Prince EA
Without love in the dream, it will never come true. ~ Jerry Garcia / Robert Hunter
And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make. ~ John Lennon
The man whispered, "God, speak to me" and a meadowlark sang. But the man did not hear. So the man yelled "God, speak to me" and the thunder rolled across the sky. But the man did not listen. The man looked around and said, "God let me see you" and a star shined brightly. But the man did not notice. And the man shouted, "God show me a miracle" and a life was born. But the man did not know. So the man cried out in despair, "Touch me God, and let me know you are there" Whereupon God reached down and touched the man, But the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.
Don't miss out on a blessing because
it isn't packaged the way you expect!
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