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Post by krazydiamond on Jul 20, 2005 15:49:03 GMT -5
;D a friend gave me a copy of Firesign Theatre's "Tale of The Giant Rat Of Sumatra", a bit of hilarity circa 1974. i think THAT was the year the Electricals discovered Doc, or quite possible when Doc exposed the Electricals ....and The Electrician!! (bringing the negative forces to ground.)  anyway, i had a good giggle as i'd forgotten just quite how funny the album was (even without drugs). anybody else a fan of Firesign in here besides me? KD |
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Post by stefan on Jul 20, 2005 20:21:14 GMT -5
never heard of it Course i was 8 yrs old then soo.....
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Post by joe on Jul 20, 2005 22:38:15 GMT -5
What's all this brou ha ha?
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Post by joe on Jul 20, 2005 22:40:57 GMT -5
Oh, now I have to dig out all those tapes and listen to them again!
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Post by docone31 on Jul 21, 2005 18:39:46 GMT -5
'74 was the year I got discovered by the Electricals. How did you know?
My son had just been born, I had been a graphic artist and read on meditation. I found a book on meditating under a pyramid. I made a pyramid of balsa wood, and aluminum foil, did some pure 25, oriented myself true North and South, Stared into my third eye untill the 25 kicked in, went into a tube, and out into the light. It was a beautiful blue. I flew around and around. I even met this fat person, sitting in the air. I went up to him and he reached out, pushed me away and went poof! I got sparks inside my head and the noises started.
One of the noises told me to ground out the Electricals with a battery on my teeth. That kinda felt a little different but I kept doing it. A few days later, I had a gig to do and of course we did 25 before the concert.
We were surrounded by Dead Heads, and I was the Lizard King.
You can check out, but you can never leave! I know that first hand.
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Post by WyckedWyre on Jul 21, 2005 19:16:24 GMT -5
Doc, I'm not sure the L-25 ever kicked OUT. I experienced a similar incident at the Field Museum in Chicago, also in 1974....was downstairs in the Egyptian Exhibit, having just ingested some pure pharmaceutical grade L-25. The museum guard was a very, very old man. He was standing by the entrance to the exhibit. I was looking at cat mummies (the Egyptians idolized cats and even buried them with their very own little mice mummies). I heard a vague echo behind me. I turned to look at the museum guard. He looked even older than he had when I walked in. Suddenly his skin crinkled, turned to leather, and he became a mummy before my very eyes. When he started walking towards me with outstretched arms, I ran screaming from the Field Museum. Those were the days...(you "kids" will never know). The Electricals are everywhere.  S |
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Post by krazydiamond on Jul 21, 2005 19:23:05 GMT -5
probably more than a little........but SEE! i knew that had to be the year of the Electricals...
(must have felt it in the tiny embedded chips in my bones and teeth)...
KD
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Post by Duckbean on Jul 21, 2005 23:32:26 GMT -5
Now I'm going to have to go out digging to see if I can come up with any thing on the net. dead head concerts were definitly a trip! Showing our age here.
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Post by stefan on Jul 22, 2005 10:15:21 GMT -5
Hmmmm Now I'm beginging to wonder- I think I know what 25 is- I have seen the dead heads before and after the concerts (In some cases more of them than I wanted to see) But the power of the pyramid??? DOC if you wrap the pyramid in tinfoil is that safer?
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Post by krazydiamond on Jul 22, 2005 11:34:05 GMT -5
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Post by docone31 on Jul 22, 2005 17:58:19 GMT -5
Hey, KD, untill you try it, it will seem like a whack job. Make a small pyramid, big enough to completely cover the head, go find a completely quiet place, orient the pyramid and after fasting for one week, put in over your head, breathe in through you nose, let it out through your mouth, visuallizing a ball of string going from a single strand to making a ball. When you exhale, unwind the string. While doing this with your eyes closed, stare into the center of your eyelids above your nose, between your eyes. Keep staring untill you see a bright blue light. While exhaling the string, guide the string through the blue light, and you should pop out into the Astral.
I do not reccomend doing this on 25. It is not fun. things get changed and you might not come back.
My next house is going to be a Pyramodule. Check out that design! It even can withstand a CAt. 5 hurricane.
Yeah.
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Post by krazydiamond on Jul 22, 2005 18:04:19 GMT -5
Doc, i didn't mean to say i wasn't into pyramodules, it's just so...70's. astral string stuff. yup.
it's amazing some of us are still here...(playing with our Genies).
KD
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Post by docone31 on Jul 22, 2005 18:40:41 GMT -5
Krazy, playing with one's Genie makes for crossed eyes, buck teeth, short hair, and much knowlege of computers. Usually, one who is proficient with their computer, plays with their Genie.
There is power in pyramids. Check out the Pyramodule. It is pretty neat. Inespensive to heat and cool, strong, well thougth out. Way cool.
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Post by WyckedWyre on Jul 22, 2005 20:58:44 GMT -5
...and, Doc, don't forget HAIRY PALMS!  S |
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Post by docone31 on Jul 22, 2005 22:03:34 GMT -5
Hairy palms, and not to be overlooked, Andums. As soon as a person starts accepting Andums as a component of language, it has happened. It has become too late. They are doomed.
Usually, it is Andums first, then the bloodshot eyes, buck teeth, and last but not least, Andums.
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Post by littlejimie on Jul 22, 2005 22:31:20 GMT -5
sometimes you have to take matters in your own hands
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Post by WyckedWyre on Jul 23, 2005 11:01:51 GMT -5
Doc, as I recall, Michael Jackson slept in a pyramid for years, and look where it got him! [glow=red,2,300]BE CAREFUL OUT THERE[/glow] -  Susan |
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Post by krazydiamond on Jul 23, 2005 12:27:59 GMT -5
in pure oxygen or something, yeh, i remember that now, in an effort to prevent aging?
you just can't be too careful.
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Post by Duckbean on Jul 23, 2005 15:22:56 GMT -5
Ya but that's what happens to an alien if he does that, Wonder what would happen to a human!
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Post by docone31 on Jul 23, 2005 21:29:49 GMT -5
Even worse yet, what would happen If Mark built a pyramid, put it and himself into an hyperbaric chamber. From that point, he/it to be did many Ohmanipadme hummms. What would be the final result?
I can picture the result. Metallic skin, camera lense eyes, the sound of actuators in every joint. Instead of an heartbeat, mechanical servo motors. Every person he touched instantly over come by Electricals. The blood replaced by glycogen.
I shiver at the thought. Leathery skin, cold clammy hands, hairy palms, andums, butums, winkey winkey nudge nudge.
I won't even be able to get to sleep tonite. The thought terrifies me. That and the chemtrails. With H.A.A.R.P, chemtrails, and Electricals, the torture chamber under the house, entrance yet undiscovered. In the torture chamber, people are replaced with clones. The clones are the people who wear headphones. The chemtrails are eliminating people who have not been recruited into the Matrix. It seems futile. All those years,, wasted. it seems like it is the act of a deperate man to keep trying. Sometimes the kiss of letting go pulls like a magnet.
No! No!!! No!!!!! Better to die a free man, than live in a guilded cage! What price thirty pieces of silver? My soul? Nobody hears. Nobody who hears realizes the significance of fighting. It is them.
We see its origin when Winston Smith had no choice but to actually see three fingers.
THose who control the past control the future. We have always been at war with Eurasia. We have never been at war with Eurasia.
Under it all, It is the Electricals! When a child is born, is it really born, or is it a conjecture of the Electricals? If they control what was, what really is? If it was two fingers, when did two become three? Is it the value of complying, or are we really changed?
It is the Electricals. They are controlling everything. If we die, are we really dead? Am I writing this, or am I in a cuccoon, plugged in, being fed mechanically, or do I really need to be fed? If people die, do they really die or are they just taken away to the torture chamber and cloned for the purpose of being a battery for more Electricals. If I snip off a piece of my own flesh, did I really do it, or did I imagine it and the Electricals are feeding off my thoughts. How do I stop them? How do I stop thinking, feeling, having, not having, sensing, not sensing. Even doubting if I sense at all, or doubting whether I do not sense and I am just being made to doubt to provide more energy for the Electricals'?
When does it end, how did it start, who am I, who are you, where am I?
Each thought is like a ping pong ball setting off more ping pong balls in mouse traps, each one setting off more. The noise of the traps, the sound of the ping pong balls bouncing to a stop. The noise in my head going More!!!More!!! More!!!! More!!!!
It is those Electricals.
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