In Limbo
Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read,
Another message I can't read
Being the first in the Irish Sea,
I got a message I can't read,
Another message I can't read
I'm on your side
Nowhere to hide
Trapdoors that open
I spiral down
You're living in a fantasy world,
You're living in a fantasy world.
I'm lost at sea,
Don't bother me
I've lost my way,
I've lost my way
You're living in a fantasy world,
You're living in a fantasy world,
You're living in a fantasy world...
The most beautiful world
Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read
Thought this Radiohead song was poignant. Some people probably find it ironic that I talk about mind control/dissociation/split minds and all that when they might understandably think that I have a case of delusional schizophrenia (people not yet woken up to the fact we have been surreptitiously lied to throughout history as a species). But what can ye do, I'm lost at sea, Don't bother me. This song 'In Limbo' goes on for 3:31. Climbing up Walls, more lyrics pertaining to mind control/sanity.
Climbing Up Walls
I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection
It's always best when the covers up
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die
And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind
So lock the kids up safe tonight
Shut the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest fear
That either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing Up Walls
I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection
It's always best when the covers up
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die
And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind
So lock the kids up safe tonight
Shut the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest fear
That either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
The Death Metal (not a fan) crowd seem to be on top of the Mind Control issue, this one by Anata for example.
Downard Spiral Into Madness
Manifestations of eternal spirits
Confused souls of murdered people
Infesting our bodies
Yet so bizarre
You dedicate your lives to exorcism
Indeed, you’re the chosen elite
Of this universe
A vicious and dangerous cult
Thrives by exploiting its victims
Enslaved by mind control techniques
And with a mission to sweep aside opposition
You wish to achieve total freedom
Freed from aberrations
But the delusional contents
Of the subconscious mind
Are instead brought to the surface
And presented to you as truth
So your state of « total freedom »
Is nothing but a state of mass paranoia
A vicious and dangerous cult
Thrives by exploiting its victims
Enslaved by mind control techniques
Downward spiral into madness
Defectors are hunted down
By any means rendered harmless
Enslaved by mind control techniques
Downward spiral into madness
Infesting our bodies
Yet so bizarre
You dedicate your lives to exorcism
Indeed, you’re the chosen elite
Of this universe
A vicious and dangerous cult
Thrives by exploiting its victims
Enslaved by mind control techniques
And with a mission to sweep aside opposition
You wish to achieve total freedom
Freed from aberrations
But the delusional contents
Of the subconscious mind
Are instead brought to the surface
And presented to you as truth
So your state of « total freedom »
Is nothing but a state of mass paranoia
A vicious and dangerous cult
Thrives by exploiting its victims
Enslaved by mind control techniques
Downward spiral into madness
Defectors are hunted down
By any means rendered harmless
Enslaved by mind control techniques
Downward spiral into madness
4 comments:
the latest Dr Who .
Total mind-f*ck wasn't it, Doctor Who has had a lot of those lately. The (scarab?) beetle, mirrors, alternate-reality, all the chaos, immigrants being shipped off to camps (see Children of Men), probably an accurate window into our future. Next episode looks like some nice predictive programming for the fake Alien invasion agenda.
The beetle on Donna's back seemed quite like NAKED LUNCH. I don't think the she's got any idea of where the fuck she is, a full on case of the Monarchs.
Bernard Cribbins - he was in a Dr.Who movie with the Dalek Invasion, Peter Cushing was the Doctor.
The camps - they got set up fully equipped as Butlins and Pontins. Aaaaagh the Redcoats
Cheers
Ben, thank you for lighting up the path to yet another mind control theme I had not truely grasped. The "spiral" idea really sunk in after your last blog and the synch of me flipping through the channels and catching this exchange of dialogue (READY FOR THIS?):
Cherry: I always wanted to be a doctor, instead, I can do this. Useless talent number 66. I'm very pliable.
Dr. Dakota Block: You know my girlfriend had a theory, she said that you find a use for every useless talent you ever had.
Cherry: I'm not that optimistic. I feel like I'm stuck a drain and I can't get out.
Dr. Dakota Block: [Interrupts Cherry] She'd say, "when you're stuck in that spiral, just reach up".
Cherry: What if there's nothing up there?
Dr. Dakota Block: Just reach up.
It was from Grindhouse by that p.o.s. excuse for a human being, Quentin T (who I may or may not write about at some point). I didn't see the whole movie... but flipped back in time to see "cherry" reach up, get saved by a hellicopter rope and being transported to some Mayan ruins.
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