Quantum fluctuation. Inflation. Expansion. Strong nuclear interaction. Particle-antiparticle annihilation. Deuterium and helium production. Density perturbations. Recombination. Blackbody radiation. Local contraction. Cluster formation. Reionization? Violent relaxation. Virialization. Biased galaxy formation? Turbulent fragmentation. Contraction. Ionization. Compression. Opaque hydrogen. Massive star formation. Deuterium ignition. Hydrogen fusion. Hydrogen depletion. Core contraction. Envelope expansion. Helium fusion. Carbon, oxygen, and silicon fusion. Iron production. Implosion. Supernova explosion. Metals injection. Star formation. Supernova explosions. Star formation. Condensation. Planetesimal accretion. Planetary differentiation. Crust solidification. Volatile gas expulsion. Water condensation. Water dissociation. Ozone production. Ultraviolet absorption. Photosynthetic unicellular organisms. Oxidation. Mutation. Natural selection and evolution. Respiration. Cell differentiation. Sexual reproduction. Fossilization. Land exploration. Dinosaur extinction. Mammal expansion. Glaciation. Homo sapiens manifestation. Animal domestication. Food surplus production. Civilization! Innovation. Exploration. Religion. Warring nations. Empire creation and destruction. Exploration. Colonization. Taxation without representation. Revolution. Constitution. Election. Expansion. Industrialization. Rebellion. Emancipation Proclamation. Invention. Mass production. Urbanization. Immigration. World conflagration. League of Nations. Suffrage extension. Depression. World conflagration. Fission explosions. United Nations. Space exploration. Assassinations. Lunar excursions. Resignation. Computerization. World Trade Organization. Terrorism. Internet expansion. Reunification. Dissolution. World-Wide Web creation. Composition. Extrapolation?

A Second Message to all from Charles Manson, October 2007

In all my life, and where I've lived, the ways that things have come before me have set a lot of what I am, what I do, where I go, where I don't go, where I come from all around, and what I'm about. The court of my days, in my time, has become a chamber of my court in my thoughts and mind. We do what the court says, one way or the other, if we are to survive and live and have a life. I am what the court says I am, like it or not. I am the chambers of my court.

In other words, if the courts pick you up, and they take you and they get a verdict, that makes that a reality. Much more than the doctor signing your birth certificate! You are confirmed by the court as being what you are! It hasn't got anything to do with any other reality, except that the judge that sits in the court is our eye into the money.

That is said to say this: Real can only be what the court says! The court says I am a cult and its leader, like it or not. I am a dealer of life and death! What I did or did not do before, is in the wind. In other words, it doesn't matter what I did before. What the court says is what I have to do now. What the court says stands. It stands forever!

In all courts I have been in, my mind is only one chamber. The hole I came out of was prison. You can call it mother, but it was prison. Everything that is in all, is held in the prison of everything circles of what is not. And nothing holds everything! And isn't everything the prison, held to be nothing, or is it nothing being held by everything?

That's an intelligent thought, from an intelligent life form, who suffered 60 years to wake up to that axiom. When people lie to or about me, and won't let me be what I am, they end up with that judgment about themselves. (Its' got nothing to do with me! It took me a long time to wake up to that, too.) I can help a person, but not until he sees and knows, I can and will be truthful! If you know I'll be truthful, it can only be because you'll be truthful. But he first must be truthful and right with himself, with me.

What's been done to me in my will, will be the will that comes back, to and for, them. And it's my court. I am Charles. The court said so, and I was there in that will before I ever met anyone who was alive in 1969.

I have been the courts, and all that was and ever could be, and went to the Doctor and gave him my life! 'Bought the hospital with my inmate money in this prison, and was cheated and lied to about it. It WILL come back in truth, until honor and righteousness is set in its proper place. (In other words, what that means is, that I gave up a hernia operation, and laid down in a trailer and took a chance on losing my life! Because they wouldn't let me go to an outside hospital. They said it was an escape plot. So, they said they wanted to use this to go to Sacramento, to appropriate 7 million dollars, and use the notoriety of my case to make 7 million dollars from the prison fund to build this hospital. And the Doctor said if you do this, and we get the hospital, I'll give you the first broom. You'll be the tier tender. I was supposed to be the broom in the hospital. I've done this job in the federal prison, I've done it in Vacaville, and I was supposed to get a tier tender job that would be helping everybody in the hospital like I've always done.) When a person lies, he lies in and with the lies. I was told I'd get things. I'd get the first broom in the new hospital, and people thought they tricked me and the trick always comes back to the place where it starts.

Susan Atkins has been lying to those people, and who lies thinks everyone else lies. So what's happened here, the reason I am writing this letter, and sending this letter, is the doctor is under suit and everybody's on his case. And he's in court now, and he can't exist because so many lies have got on top of him. He's got the lies of the Hindu coming over and telling him he's the doctor. Because, the guy who set me on fire, you remember that? He killed his father for a Hindu Guru, who said that there was only healing from God. Then, as soon as he killed his father, the Guru got a haircut, turned around and come back like a doctor. 'Said he didn't have nothing to do with this guy. You dig? So then, when I went over for a colonoscopy, he's on top of my doctor (that gave me the hernia operation), with a lie, that's working out of some dude that killed his wife. And he's tricking this Hindu into thinking that he's a Hindu, and he's accepted that religion, that's his ultimate, you dig? And he pretended like he hung himself … and the Hindu let him out the back door in a witness program, with the other program administrator whose lying about the Christians. When he seen the Christian, lying, double-dealing preacher over here doing it, then he's just following suit towards that, and there's no truth in what they're doing, and no honor! You see it? So then the guy comes back to me because they're suing him. And they're taking his practice, and taking his life, and he can't get his hospital, and he can't get his doctor back, and he's losing his whole medical association! You dig? Because one hole in the boat's going to sink the boat! I'm trying to patch the hole in the boat so I can get my goddamned boat to float. And I can't get no righteousness going. I can't even get the damn mail out of the door. In other words, I'm having trouble just getting letters to you!

I got people who think they are taking over something. Whatever it is, it's convoluted with confusion, and lies and bullshit. And I can't get a straight line on anything in this place, man. They take my property and they do anything they want to do with my life. They run three sets of visitors off. They ran Ansome and T.J off, 'said they died.

Let me say this to you. You can't fake it. It's got to be real or it's not going to work. If it's not real and it's not true, it's simply just not going to work, man. You got to be real, you got to be righteous, you got to do it the way it's supposed to be done, and it's got nothing to do with me. Me is a word, man. Righteousness belongs to everybody. Everything that I'm saying is everyone. I'm not THE one. There is no one THE one. Everybody is the one. Everybody has the one inside of them.

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"The ones who won't let me live live in & for my death which is their own - the ones who let me live live in my life which is their life for there is only one life one god one world one all is one all rain is one river all rivers are one lake all lakes are one sea all seas are water man in ATWA - got nothing to do with me - I'm a made up me by the judgements of money people."
...Charles Manson excerpt from letter April 2003

"Its hard for me to realize how people dont care or think about the pain they push over on others -they don't care about the confusion they cause pushing what they want." ...Charles Manson excerpt from a postcard April 2003

Love is the antonym of Entropy

Family? Family is a biological granfalloon. Memetic similarities override biologic relations. In the War Between the States, brothers fought for opposing ideologies. I have grave respect for life. I love life. In fact, I’ll go a step further and say that love is life. Life is not always love, but it works
the other way. Matter is energy. Energy is matter. Energy materializes. Love is that which binds. Fuller says that love is metaphysical gravity. Love is the antonym of Entropy.

Excerpt from Poker without cards.

pirates created countries

[ ... ]Political science is a field studied at universities, entities that only exist
because of their endowments. Did you know that before corporations,
sovereign governments were standing endowments? And that monarchs
weren’t the actual source of power? The great pirates, the traders and sea
dwellers who needed men organized on land to expedite their trading created
monarchies.
Pirates were inherently outlaws.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
Okay. You lost me. We were talking about Foucault and now we’re talking
about pirates.

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
Doctor Fink, you think I am talking, which I am, but these aren’t my ideas.
I’m using Bucky’s ideas to give you a Fuller explanation. Bucky was
interested in systems. In order to understand a system, you have to get
outside the system to see other possibilities. Bucky felt oppressed because
there aren’t options to live outside the system. Pirates lived outside the
system. The only laws that could, and did, rule them were natural laws.
Pirates battled with one another to see who was going to control the vast sea
routes and, eventually, the world. Their battles took place out of sight of
land dwellers and the keepers of written history. The losers generally went to
the bottom of the sea. Those who stayed on top of the waters, and
prospered, did so because of their comprehensive abilities. They were the
antithesis of specialists.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
Running a ship means knowing about navigation, weather and managing
people.

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
Yes. Pirates were applied scientists. The wider and more long-distanced
their anticipatory strategy, the more successful they usually were. Experience
proved that multiple ships could outmaneuver one ship. So pirates created
navies.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
No. Countries created navies.

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
No. That’s what our history tells us. But, history is simply a story agreed
upon.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
No, wait. Only countries had the infrastructure to build and sustain navies.

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
Therein lies the rub.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
What?

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
The rub. The catch. The cost of doing business.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
I’m not following.

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
Pirates created countries.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
How do you figure?

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
You think Western civilization just sprung up simultaneously along different
coasts?

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
People were trading via shipping routes. Businessmen.

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
Pirates. Pirates created foci of power. These powers expanded until they
overlapped with other powers. Wars require immense resources. Boundaries
emerged as means to focus resources on their ports of trade. The pirates, or
businessmen, were constantly demanding output. Defending takes less
energy than attacking. Boundaries allow for the proper focus of energy.
When one has excess resources, you can expand and attack. But I’m getting
ahead of myself.
To consistently sustain a navy, pirates had to control mines, forests, and
lands to build the ships and establish the industries essential to building,
supplying, and maintaining their navy. The pirates went to the various lands
where they either acquired or sold goods, and picked the strongest man there
to be the pirate’s local headman. The chosen man became the pirate's
general manager of the local realm.
If the chosen man in a given land had not already done so, the pirate told
him to proclaim himself king. But this king was a stooge to commerce. His
sole job was to maintain order on behalf of the pirates. Order was most
easily maintained by having the local king proclaim that he was the headman
of all men, the god-ordained ruler on earth. The locals weren’t traveling, so
they saw no disparity. The pirates gave their stooge-kings secret lines of
supplies that provided everything they needed to enforce their sovereign
claim. The more massively bejeweled the king's gold crown, and the more
visible his court and castle, the less visible was his pirate master.
Masters had to sleep occasionally, and therefore found it necessary to
surround themselves with super-loyal, muscular, but dumb-as-shit, illiterates,
who couldn’t see, nor savvy, their masters' strategies. There was great safety
in the stupidity of these henchmen. The great pirates realized that the only
people who could possibly contrive to displace them were the truly bright
people.
Secrecy was the pirate’s strongest defense. If the other powerful pirates
didn’t know where you were going, when you’d gone, or when you were
coming back, they wouldn’t know how to waylay you. If anyone knew when
you were coming home, small-timers could come out in small boats and
waylay you in the dark and take you over, just before you got home tiredly
after a two-year treasure-harvesting voyage. Hijacking and second-rate piracy
became a popular activity around the world's shores and harbors. So, secrecy
became the essence of the lives of the successful pirates. That’s why so little
is known of these pirates. This secrecy was at the heart of Bucky’s obsessive
search through literature. Bucky held that secret knowledge was real.
Furthermore, Bucky sought It. A book like Buckminster Fuller’s Operating
Manual Spaceship Earth was named too peculiarly to be normal. After reading
that book, he studied topology for four months. But back to Bucky’s pirate
story.
These great pirates said to all their kings, statesmen who were functionally
only lieutenants, "Any time bright young people show up, I'd like to know
about it, because we need bright men." So, each time the pirate came into
port, the local king would mention that he had some bright, young men
whose capabilities and thinking shone out in the community. The great
pirates would say to the king, "All right, you summon them and deal with
them as follows: As each young man is brought forward you say to him,
'Young man, you are very bright. I'm going to assign you to a great history
tutor, and, in due course, if you study well and learn enough, I'm going to
make you my Royal Historian, but you've got to pass many examinations
given to you by me and your teacher.'" And when the next bright boy was
brought before him, the king was to say, "I'm going to make you my Royal
Treasurer," and so forth. Then the pirate said to the king, "You will finally
say to all of them: 'But each of you must mind your own business or off go
your heads. I'm the only one who minds everybody's business.'"
And this is the way schools began, as royal tutorial schools. And, it’s the way
specialization began. It is our current form of education. Academic
education equals specialization. Exclusively, the great pirates retain
comprehensive knowledge. Exclusively the great pirates, known today as
businessmen, enjoy knowledge of the world through its resources.

DR. WILLIAM FINK:
Is this just a metaphor or some kind of syllogism?

HOWARD CAMPBELL:
In his journal, Bucky emphasized that he was not being facetious. He meant
the pirate story to be literal history. Bucky stressed that this was not a
metaphor, but the way he saw where our current world order came from.
This was the beginning of schools and colleges, and the beginning of
intellectual specialization. The development of the bright ones into
specialists gave the king very great brain power, and made him and his
kingdom the most powerful in the land and, therefore, secretly and greatly
advantaged his patron pirate in world competition with the other great
pirates.
The power rested not with the power figureheads, the kings, but with the
men behind the kings, the great pirates. Just as today, a corporate president
may be the king, but the power is in the hands of the board of directors.

Transcript from Poker Without Cards.

se ponen en marcha los motores creativos sumersos en indescriptibles microprocesos , para dar forma a un espacio , tal vez una habitacion , un pedazo de tiempo , algo adentro , o bien , unas escuetas descripciones del todo en algo.

estabamos ahi antes que todo.
vi desaparecer la sombra y la mano se llevo el tiempo , y de la mesa se cayeron los vasos y no quedo ni las migas.
se disipo la energia y las sombras no entraban ni en dos dimensiones.
el agua se quedo quieta, no se congelo , estaba estatica.
la luna no brillaba y el sol no tenia fuerza para dar luz , el calor estaba lejos y el aire no alcanzaba.
la gravedad era una suerte , y las estrellas no estaban.
la luz no me mostraba cosa alguna
el camino era largo y del otro lado no habia nada.
lo que dicen no se sabe , y lo que hay no esta escrito.
los pasos se pierden y los caminos de deshacen.
los imperios caen y el sol revienta.
los pajarons no cantan y las plumas se les caen.
no existe nada entre nosotros , todo se fue y no queda ni la sal ni el azufre.
nadie cree ya en el ether , a los dragones los mataron todos , y dios tenia infinitos nombres.
la justicia es para el mas fuerte , y siempre van a haber pobres.
los paises no existen , pero la gente se mata en las fronteras.
las cosas son libres , pero alguien las atrapa.
las palabras no existen, pero se escriben igual.
la gente sonrie pero no siente nada.
el viento no movia nada y lo que se veia no tenia sentido.
toda mi historia se me olvido y la gente que tenia ya no la recuerdo.
no me acuerdo de vos , ni se si estabas o estaras.
lo que me queda de amor , lo vendi por un rato de diversion , y todo lo que tenia para dar lo desparrame entre la arena y las piedras.
no queda nada , ni el zumbido de los insectos , ni el agobio del calor , ni la supuesta redencion.
no pienso en otra gente , no pienso en mi , no hay tiempo.
el simbolismo se desvanece y no queda trazo alguno