Delving into US intelligence’s use of psychics for high level spying missions, The Real X-Files formed a pivotal part of Channel 4’s science-fiction weekend when aired in Britain. The film enters a cloak-and-dagger climate of paranoid psychic arms race, extra-sensory spying programmes and psychic power used as a legitimate government weapon.
For the first time, men and women at the heart of America’s psychic spying programme talk candidly about concerns with strange events and bizarre phenomena shared by the CIA, FBI, NASA, Secret Service and each of the armed forces. Giant ravens, shamanic monsters, mysterious spirit entities and enough government involvement to fuel conspiracy junkies’ theories for aeons.
“Spoon-bending sessions, we learned from The Real X-files, were a popular pastime in the higher reaches of American intelligence when reliance on psychic perception in espionage became slightly out of hand. An old army hand recalled that one agency was overrun with ‘civilian-type females’ (the witches) reading senior officers tarot cards and performing what were graphically described as ‘psychic blowjobs’.”
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Strange Culture
Filmmaker Lynn Hershman-Leeson bends the nonfiction form to her own unconventional will. The result is a fascinating collage of re-enactments, news clips and interviews, illuminating not only the implications of corporate meddling in the food chain but the ease with which innocent civilian behavior can become a suspicious act.
Drive On Thru
Filmmaker Lynn Hershman-Leeson bends the nonfiction form to her own unconventional will. The result is a fascinating collage of re-enactments, news clips and interviews, illuminating not only the implications of corporate meddling in the food chain but the ease with which innocent civilian behavior can become a suspicious act.
Drive On Thru
you will or you wont
You will or you wont, you‘re fucked if you try
Time is a judge and it’s not on your side
What matters most is this thing called ‘word’.
You’ll be put through a test, haven’t you heard?
Lines will be drawn; you’ll be told not to cross.
When you say you want coffee you’ll be given hot sauce
You speak only excuses, thinking nobody will look.
A fool with a bag of lies,
And those who wrote the book.
j.k.s
Not taking applications
You know when you know ;
what you know, you know.
Its how the story goes
into the darkness, in between the lines.
With a tripped out mind, there will be
no control
Don't look below when you 're way to high
Cross the boundaries, watch the tables
turn
its the bumpy road and the fucked up
ride
you'll lose your mind, and all your
senses
friends that come with an application,sign their names under false
pretenses
You know , you know.
Arm
swingers,lighter holders,and those standing on corners holding signs.
Some dance around like no others,While the hard workers spoil their lovers;
And the wind still blows outside.
Dare devils,and risk takers meet up with the mind blowers;
While the innocent watch with eyes open wide.
Takers stalk the givers,while rich ones get hookers & the poor pay to get inside.
Buyers and sellers expect the chance to be money makers;
Some dance around like no others,While the hard workers spoil their lovers;
And the wind still blows outside.
Dare devils,and risk takers meet up with the mind blowers;
While the innocent watch with eyes open wide.
Takers stalk the givers,while rich ones get hookers & the poor pay to get inside.
Buyers and sellers expect the chance to be money makers;
While the
secret holders are learning to fly.
Hope givers and believers search for all answers,Chasing clouds ,and dive into the unknown proudly with open minds.
The lucky and the strong don't care who wrote what song, addicts' love poets;
Hope givers and believers search for all answers,Chasing clouds ,and dive into the unknown proudly with open minds.
The lucky and the strong don't care who wrote what song, addicts' love poets;
And wise men use others to mow their lawn.
Teachers, beggars,and chain smokers, take the back roads;
While the caretakers and mothers discover the truth of what's really going on.
Then there are the ones taking the pathways all others felt they didn't belong.
If you're in the dark when the lights are on,just follow me into the shadows, I have matches,a drink,a smoke,and a song.
Teachers, beggars,and chain smokers, take the back roads;
While the caretakers and mothers discover the truth of what's really going on.
Then there are the ones taking the pathways all others felt they didn't belong.
If you're in the dark when the lights are on,just follow me into the shadows, I have matches,a drink,a smoke,and a song.
by
jennz k.
simmons
I am the Pheonix,
in memory of my good friend Darryl Hill,
R.D.D, Raw Dog Darryl
I Am The Pheonix ,
My Ass Is On Fire
And I Don't Have No Love For Nobody.
I Am The Harvest Of Broken Love,
And Broken Dreams.
When You Drop Something
,And It Breaks
I'm The Asshole Who Will Be There To Say
" You Stupid Fuck Look What You Did!"
in memory of my good friend Darryl Hill,
R.D.D, Raw Dog Darryl
I Am The Pheonix ,
My Ass Is On Fire
And I Don't Have No Love For Nobody.
I Am The Harvest Of Broken Love,
And Broken Dreams.
When You Drop Something
,And It Breaks
I'm The Asshole Who Will Be There To Say
" You Stupid Fuck Look What You Did!"
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