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1.21.17. The Black Pirate

In responding to the decades long plague of “alternate facts” surrounding Charles, and the people associated with him, we decided to contact the media and have some recent photos of him (which were taken during a visit on Saturday, 1.21.17) published into the sewer of “news” in order to combat this latest trend of “exclusives” and rumors regarding Charles’ health, and supposed death (i.e.: this “final photo and confession” story- which appeared in the globe recently. As seen below).

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BUNKUM

We’ve got a man within that sewer (world) who represents us and distributes photos and content to “journalists” who work for corporations… In this instance the man acted as an intermediary between myself (and A.T.W.A.R.) and the media. There were several of these corps who were interested in running a story and using these latest photos of Charles… The photos of Charles were too powerful, too positive, and ran against what they WANT to be true, so many of them declined… Jamie Schram from the new york post wanted to publish something with the photos… Our man asked me some questions which Jamie had… “How’s his health?” “What’s the prognosis?” “When and why did Charlie dub you Black Wolf?” “How long have you known him?” Etc… But lastly, “Did Charlie have a message to send out?”

As answers, which would be embellished upon, I told our guy that Charles decided to eat a bit more healthy than in the past, choosing to eat a couple avocados with me… He wasn’t into eating chips and sweets this time as we have in the past… That I’ve known Charles in the physical realm for ten years, and that he dubbed me BW because I am in the shadows… and I also sent some words that Charles has shared with me recently over the past couple of weeks from the visit and telephone conversations…

Our guy passed along the answers to the post and they quickly published “Charles Manson looks scarier than ever after health scare” at 12:54 eastern, which was edited into “Charles Manson looks worse than ever after health scare” shortly thereafter. It’s the same old “facts” of fear regarding “Charles Manson”- using such go-to adjectives and terms as “evil”, “scary” with “demonic eyes”, “mass killer”… Schram also labeled me a “convert” and that I stood with my face out of view in the photo so I “cannot be identified”, which he fabricated from being told that I am “in the shadows”… Schram tweeked it, as we knew he would, into a shit style tabloid story. Just as he has always done in the past.

He omitted the “message” from Charles… which is included here with the photos as well as the new york post story… X-Haze (BW)

“The media aren’t telling the truth or reporting the truth, only what they want to happen. Don’t believe anything they have to say. They forget… They forgot that they lost the Vietnam War. They forgot that they lost the Korean War. They forgot everything they don’t want to remember. There’s no such thing as death. I’ve given everything to ATWA (Air Trees Water Animals)”

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1.21.17. The Head Dead Head

Killing Cults and Slaves

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-Killing Cults and Slaves-
by Charles Manson August, 2008

Killing Cults and Slaves
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“… IN SHORT, YOU’RE NAIVE…”

1988
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“I traced that picture. You may not be full of bullshit B.S. and be
honest and play it on the square, but the golden rule doesn’t apply
with a bunch that doesn’t play fair. I was permitted no defense … I
could call no witnesses…everyone lied, cheated, and broke the law,
stole my music, played my life back in TV and movies on hundreds of
levels, changed the names, sold my efforts, took all the credit and
left me with the blame. Two books this year came out, that’s 51
books in print, but I can’t get my book to print and everyday the laws
are broken to keep me away from a telephone or typewriter and all
the other things that other convicts can get. 19 years I’ve been held
in punishment …the more wrong they do me, the more guilt and fear
they have towards me. That creates fear and hate and that creates
more wrong they do me as they justify actions left over by the last
wave of people who done me wrong and was dishonest. In short,
you’re naïve…people get big in the U.S. by hawking anyway they can.
I, myself, play it square with honest people, like a mirror, and I don’t
justify any of my unlawful ways, when I step over the lines. I dance
and stay in the laws of God. Truth is, the people that work the law
side, break more laws than they make, because who makes Nixon go
to court? The rich do what they want … they take my stuff and say
“sue us” and they got 900 million dollars and bribe lawyers and buy
judges. Man, you’re a nice guy and I like you, but you’re a blind fool
to think the public hasn’t already been bought and sold. The Jews
bought the Catholic cross long ago. As for Lincoln’s “fooling the
people”… since time began, the masses of people have always been
fooled … they were fooled into World War II. They have always been
fooled … even by Lincoln when he said that. That statement lets you
think you’re not a fool. They started fooling you in the first grade and
have been fooling you for years. Being successful and making money
is not the same. The trick on the public has always been the same.
The Jews have been doing it for 2000 years. When Luke the Drifter,
A.K.A. Hank Williams died, New York Jews bought his grave and his
music. His style was a money making style … then a Jew named
Zimmerman changed his name to Bob Dylan and rode and stayed in
stardom playing the part left over by a dead person. The Jews bought
up the music and fooled waves of children and even if you see it and
say it, you’re called crazy. You’re right for the way it should be and
I’m 100% with you in that, but that’s not the way it is. That’s one big
reason the U.S. is in trouble. But the Jews and Christians never could
get along because the Jews will do and think over and beyond
honesty. I’m not judging Jews, I’m just aware of their games over
and on top of the cross. I can work clay well, but I’m kept in a cell
24 hours a day, 7 days a week and everything is taken by Jews who
don’t want my thought on earth, because they buy and sell little
white girls and ride on top of the little girls and children of God.
That’s their money game, selling Christian sheep. Keep my letter to
your self. What you want is why they want me kept in a cell. It costs,
and believe me when I say, it costs millions to keep me down
because they want to keep control of the cross and the children of
the cross. Thought locks in movies, TV, books, art and for anything
that has anything to do with the soul and mind of a creative being is
held down. That’s what it was all about to start with. I did five
pieces from clay and they were destroyed, I did a music album and it
was burned, I did a book and it was taken. I’ve got a lot of Jews on
my neck and if you say anything, everyone cries “prejudice” and
“Hitler” , etc. They control a lot more than the so-called public
understands. They tricked the U.S. into WWII and kept it going on,
and keep the U.S. locked in WWII.
Easy, Manson
That’s why I use the swastika. I broke out of that and landed new
thought on earth in 1967.”

ECHO OF HONOR

These videos were put together five years ago now.
Images put to lucid words, spoken from a man falsely persecuted as so many things (“mass murderer”, “serial killer”, “cult leader”, etc.) for so many years.
farce, believed blindly by an ignorant majority lulled into line by a media whose lie is a weak old fear-mongering, story-selling fabrication.
ATWA ‡ ATWAR

“Being advised” of is just waking up to
what is going on in your own Mind.
There is only One Mind and it’s your’s.
If you can’t get in harmony with your own mind,
then there is nobody else.
You’re in a Dead Thought.
That’s what I said, you’re brain is dead, man.
You’re brain is full of schools, the artificial environment…”—
“There aint’ no such thing as “been”…
You are NOW!
Now is Now, man!
Wake up NOW.
You been here forever. There’s no end to you.
There’s no beginning.
Even if you… you’re still gonna be alive in the stars.
You’re still gonna be in the House of the Zodiac.
You’re still gonna be Scorpion and Neptune, Cancer, Libra.
You’re still going to be there man.
You can’t get away from that – it’s FOR EVER!
It’s just what you wanna do with the planet that you live on.
What do you wanna do with this little piece of garbage that you got here?
Wanna give it to your children?
And have a nice place to live?
Well then start with yer garden.
And start planting things and doing things right.
Clean up your Air.
Get your self a bicycle or a horse, ya’ dig?
In other words, get off that fossil fuel.
Get off that damn fucking swimming pool.
Ya’ got a swimming pool? Well, I mean you can do whatever you know how,
the best you can for your self.
But just wake up that’s all.
Realization is the first step | Harmony is the key to your eternity.”—
“…So all you could possibly be… is the same thing I am – the Air that I breathe.
And every thing that gives me Air, that I protect with my very life.
The trees, the flowers, the flies, the bugs. The Natural.
I joined the Natural Team.
Against the Artificial Environment.
And I’m working for Nature.
I’m working for the green things.
And the Oceans. And the Oceans Contents are my tears.
We realize in ATWA- and that’s people-
There’s no people in All The Way Alive…
There’s only ONE.
Its breathing In… And breathing Out.”—
“…The Cow is taking it up in the
‘Implied Agreement of Life and Death’.
That every time you kill something you OWE that.
The life you take is your own.
If you step on a bug or kill a fly- you OWE that to the Universe.
You owe that to Life itself.
ALL LIFE IS ONE.
There is no such thing as “people”.
People made themselves up to be whatever they were,
and then they invented Gods to keep pace and balance with the…
the justification that is a natural function in the human condition,
the human endeavor to aspire as…
The Creation Is
The Energy of the Sun.”

Horsefly 7″ is still available

HF Released
11.11.11.
The day marking Charles Manson’s 77th year.
This gatefold seven inch is still available for $9.
Collage of Manson’s guitar and property done by myself.
Cover art done by Zeena Schreck.
Liner notes, “Talking To You From Another World”, by Nikolas Schreck.
Back cover art by Kai Nelson.
Mastered by Dan Randall.
Support ATWA, ATWAR, underground art and a DIY ethos by getting yourself a copy
here –
ATWAATWAR.COM

“TALKING TO YOU FROM ANOTHER WORLD” – Nikolas Schreck

Talking to You From Another World
Manson’s Music in Context

Liner notes essay, insert, for Charles Manson’s Horsefly
By Nikolas Schreck

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This raw shout of sonic shamanism was recorded in a prison cell on a smuggled recording device during a few precious minutes of stolen silence. California Correctional Department jargon says this isn’t a record, it’s contraband. Some clever attorney’s probably making a case that merely by purchasing this, you’ve aided and abetted a crime.

But seen through Abraxas’s all-seeing non-dual eye, this record’s very existence is a potent symbol of a creative soul standing up to the inhuman system of stone and steel which holds his body captive but has never crushed his spirit. As befits an artist who proudly claims that he’s stood on the law’s other side since his bastard birth, this is a seventy-seven year old survivor’s defiant call to a society he X’d himself out of decades ago. A testament to music’s power to transcend even concrete and chains.

Artists and criminals both stand outside the fixed order of things, reshuffling social reality’s deck. They’re brothers in bearing the stigma that breaking the rules brings with it. In Manson, artist and criminal unite. The urge to create and the drive to transgress become one.

Jaded collectors of true crime curiosities and other pop culture ghouls will bring false expectations to this release. If you buy the cover-up pushed in court forty years ago and sold ever since, this is only the artifact of a deranged mind. Consensus reality has it that Manson’s only claim to fame is his supposed masterminding of a shocking crime spree committed for reasons that’ve come to be accepted as society’s gold standard for Satanic insanity. This is neither the time nor the place to correct Vincent Bugliosi’s career-making masterpiece of legal duplicity. Only a new trial could do that. Let us consider, instead, for once, the artist obscured beneath the vast tissue of fabrications concocted to convict him. To hear Manson’s music – really hear it – you must pull the plugs from your ears and dispel the projections superimposed on his art.

Manson was never the Beatle wanna-be the Helter Melcher Skelter caricature paints him as. Not a note of his music echoes the British minstrel show derived from Afro-American rhythm and blues that became the Sixties’ defining sound. His work twangs with his Scotch-Irish Southern hillbilly roots. This is the Great Depression country boy who praised the Lord in Protestant church choirs, his percussive way with a git-box informed by the Catholic monk who taught him chords in Gibault Boys School. Alvin ”Creepy” Carpis of the Barker Gang showed him some slide guitar rubs in Terminal Island. A Mexican amigo added a Latin twist during a brief time on the lam in Acapulco. The bare bones strum of Hank Williams and Lefty Frizzell, the country and western heroes of Manson’s youth, left their mark too. His music was shaped by chain gang chorales and the anguished cries of convicts shouting on the tiers of all of the prisons in which he’s marked time. In short, it’s hard to imagine a more All-American musical fusion than Manson’s mix of white prison blues and hillbilly gospel. His holy roller snake-handler sound is built on the twin pillars of crime and religion, the two pillars upholding the American dream.

Along with the Beatles canard hung wrongly on Manson’s head, we find the well-entrenched lie that he was a jealous non-talent who struck out at random at the entertainment industry which supposedly spurned him. This willful denial of the facts, one of the rock and film industry Mafia’s most successful facades, is actually the complete opposite of the truth. Manson’s talent was hailed by many successful musicians, among them Neil Young, Dennis Wilson, and Terry Melcher – who never confessed to how deeply involved he was in pushing Manson’s career. Few who remember will admit it now. But Manson was no feared pariah until the media cast him as one. He was a welcome guest and admired musical and spiritual inspiration in the homes (and beds) of many of Hollywood’s groovy and moneyed elite. By 1969, the blessing/curse of Manson’s charisma had him well on his way to being marketed by the Hollywood rock aristocracy as the ”Next Big Thing” of the 70s. He fit right in with the fashion for country-tinged Laurel Canyon singer-songwriters with a message. His truly radical lifestyle, his prison past, and his unique mystical views stamped him with a visionary outlaw chic authenticity made to order for those insurrectionary times. A major Capitol Records album backed up by the Beach Boys was in the works. As was a companion documentary about life among Manson’s revolutionary circle meant to establish him as the countercultural avant-garde’s prophetic voice.

In the early summer of ‘69, Manson was no rejected would-be. In only two years, the ex-con had climbed out of society’s trashcan and managed to come within reach of a mainstream success he regarded with more than a little ambiguity. Manson wasn’t so sure he wanted to sell his soul. In spirited campfire singalongs in the hills of Santa Susana and Death Valley, his music was empowered by religious dimensions. Could that holy force be sustained in the rock and roll circus’s marketplace? Despite the star of the show’s reluctance, the music machine’s Manson campaign would’ve been going full blast within weeks. If it weren’t for the backlash set off by a series of hopelessly bungled drug burglaries, banal crimes conceived and committed by Manson’s associate Charles ”Tex” Watson on some well-connected industry drug dealer peers of his acquaintance. Manson’s industry backers got cold feet because of his marginal connection to Watson’s crimes, not because of any doubt about his talent and commercial potential.

In fact, Manson’d already tired of corporate rock’s formulaic rigmarole. He rejected pop stardom’s strictures as yet another prison. Dennis Wilson had stolen his music, changed his lyrics, and released it without proper credit or payment on the Beach Boys 20/20 album. When Manson tried to get paid what was due him, the Beach Boys’ manager threatened to have Manson rubbed out by a hit man. So much for the much misunderstood past.

Manson didn’t commit this latest musical violation – and suffer the penalty of removal of ”privileges” – to provide entertainment to those drawn to his monstrous media myth. Since the mid-Nineties, his keepers in the Mojave Desert hell-realm he calls home have denied him a voice. To prevent him from being seen as a ”hero”, Manson’s right to grant face-to-face interviews has long since been rescinded. This recording, smuggled out of the heart of the beast, allows Manson to speak. This isn’t show biz or polished performance. Under the hopeless conditions it was recorded, how could it be? Manson’s the first to admit that what he’s recorded in prison doesn’t match what he’d be capable of under proper circumstances. Consider this instead a coyote cry from the heart. No sweetening, no overdubs, no second take. A desperado at his most desperate. A special delivery lyrical letter from the depths of an Orpheus deep in the underworld, in every sense of the word.

Manson says this moment of Now is ”just for us”, his Inner Sanctum, the ”my-mes” and ”alikens” tuned into ”the thought.” But when Manson speaks of thought, it’s not the rehash of discursive chatter that usually fills the mind. Like all mystics, Manson breaks those familiar patterns, allowing non-thought’s silence to break through quotidian mentation’s clutter. Manson’s art is without artifice. Never contrived or forced but immediate and flowing. The unmediated reflection recorded here captures a fleeting moment in the middle of the night after the din of another day in his cage. The Bard of Corcoran’s poetry is a twilight language of underworld argot. Here is the uncut pulse of the alternate universe of American crime which slumming Beats like Burroughs sought to capture but never quite caught. Hermetic, cryptic, veiled with allusions meant for the few and never the many, Manson’s message resists the reductionism of linear minds. His refusal to explain is bound to engender confusion.

Manson’s knee-jerk detractors and admirers alike may miss one salient point. Given a rare chance to communicate, the state’s scapegoat issues none of the bloodthirsty orders to kill we’ve been led to expect from Public Enemy Number One. Instead, ”the most dangerous man in the world” makes the same appeal for Agape that’s always infused his deeply Christian Gnostic thought: Love your brother and you will survive. Hate your brother and you will eat your self.

Coming from a man who’s spent most of his life locked inside the heartless machine of America’s high-security hate factories, that hard-won lesson is a plea worth taking seriously.
Nikolas Schreck, September 2011

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