Monday, August 31, 2009

Power & Control, LSD in The Sixties


Power & Control LSD in The Sixties part 1 & The rest here

Aron Ranen, San Francisco’s foremost Gonzo documentarian, returns to IndieFest with a special work-in-progress screening of his latest feature film – a peripatetic journey to discover the secret history of psychedelics. He follows the story wherever it leads him – from the legitimate experiments conducted at the Harvard Divinity school to rather bizarre plans to unleash LSD on enemy troops on the battlefield.

He interviews Ram Dass (who was Richard Alpert when he was still Timothy Leary’s associate at Harvard), visits Paul Krassner former editor of The Realist, ‘Monkey Mike’ – a North Bay researcher who (with the government’s blessing) kept primates in huge cages in his backyard and was gave them LSD as late as the mid-70s, and he locates the notorious North Beach brothel used by the CIA to dose unsuspecting Johns (as agents observed the resultant chaos from behind one-way mirrors). Drop ‘em if you got ‘em.

Question with boldness even the existence of God

"Question with boldness even the existence of God; because, if there be one,
he must more approve of the homage of reason than that of blindfolded fear."
Thomas Jefferson

Killah Priest - Tai Chi


Killah Priest - Tai Chi

Thanks Corbeau for recommending the album Heavy Mental.
I'd have to highlight all the lyrics so I don't! Check it:

[hell razah]
The sunz of man-sion, has been opened up
The door is open, yeah, yeah

It’s like, beware of biochips, I share hits
Harder than slavewhips like I waited to get tips
From egypts to seaships, to bein chased by new york
Cops out the precincts, and words was bricks
We buildin projects to pyramids, evil kid
I destroy your ass like london bridge, smoke trees of weed
Take off the leaves out the twigs, pure truth is what I got to give
A lot to live for, you ain’t rich before poor
It ain’t peace without poor, how would stand without a floor
Under, over, toxicated, sober
Younger, older you’re elevated, higher than a empire state
Elevators I roll with creators and cremators
Stalkin through this nature, the heaven raise ya
Capacity in your brains beyond the clouds of rain
Seven and a half are contained
Space was my birthplace, meditate in cocoons
Now see snakes in human costumes...

[killah priest]
Expand your mind (4x)
In time... in time...

[father lord]
Call this, the blind man talk, cripple man walk
See nor hear not summon as lord
Divident per segment def unseen beings
Speak no evil to all I see, tappin into the
Worlds vision with the proper rhythmic meditation
Situation on lives from state to state
Rent to pay, state debate, contract dates
Cheddar in error, slave mental death to the treasure
Washing my robe in the blood of the lamb, constant plan
Never strayin new york cause I rock supreme forever for I can never
? blackring? on the ? axspring? the ghetto compact
Put em on tracks, and let’s see how they act as the aftermath
Increase accelerate the sun behind you radiate, to burn to ashes
Ain’t one of the parties you been crashing
Bring the beat and i’ma slash it
My niggaz make sure the doors have been barricaded
It’s about to sign off, some shit you can read in block spin
But make no mistake, devil players, penetrate with your smarts
Redrum mania reincarnate to another shape
Bomb flashes, what can happen, new jack-in
Your rappin ain’t the magnum so when he cought up to half these
Niggaz even stole the soul of the streets in motion

[killah priest]
Expand your mind
Seek and you shall find

Walkin through the pineal glands, like it was a unfathered man
Knowledge is the key to the mind which is a mysterious doorway
Through a long dark hallway
Use your concious as a compass to avoid being conquered
By nonsense, use your subconcious as a map
Once it’s time to head back use your food for thought
And leave breadtracks
Now we can see the third eye, swift as you burn fly
You need common sense as a detour
Up ahead there lies three doors for you to see more
You might have to meditate to the soft melodies from a keyboard
Understanding is your flashlight
It reflects the windows to your past life
No psychiatrics could raid you from off the mattress
As you fall deeper, and it’s hypnotized you better read my lips
Cause that’s the guide, out the hallways of negative
Which is always competitive; therefore
You must never let it live

Seek and you shall find
Expand the mind, seek and you shall find
Expand your mind, seek and you shall find
Expand the mind
Seek and you shall find
Expand the mind