UFO’s



A kind Redditor ripped a copy of Walt Disney’s “Alien Encounters from New Tomorrowland” from VHS and uploaded it to YouTube for your enjoyment. Yes – yours. Apparently it received very limited airplay here in the United States. It’s a worthwhile curiosity if for nothing else than to see Michael Eisner utter this awkward phrase:

“In a top secret military installation somewhere in the United States, there are those who believe that the government is hiding the remains of an alien spacecraft that mysteriously crashed to Earth.”


Dr. Steven Greer, founder of the worldwide Disclosure Movement and the Center for the Study of Extraterrestrial Intelligence is working with Emmy award winning filmmaker Amardeep Kaleka to expose what they call “the greatest story never told”:

  • The Earth has been visited by people from other worlds who are not malicious, but in fact concerned for the future of humanity.
  • A cabal of military, industrial and financial interests have kept this contact and what we have learned from it secret for over 60 years.
  • Their secrecy is meant to suppress the knowledge that can liberate the world from the yoke of oil, gas, coal and nuclear power and replace the current world order with one of New Energy and true Freedom.

Here’s a teaser for the film. If you’re interested, they are still raising finishing funds.



Who are “they”? Good question. Grey Aliens? Beings from the Sirius star system? Harvey the white rabbit? Fuck if I know. They appear to refract differently through the nervous system of everyone…




Inspired by Matt’s The Incubus Made Me Do It post from last week, it occurred to me that I’d actually written an entire chapter on the rarely explored topic of astral molestation in my first book. It’s out of print and I’m quite sure none of you have read it, so we’ll just mine it a bit at this point as I finish the final edits for my next book on occult weirdness (out spring 2013). Maybe I’ll do a re-release some day, but truthfully, I basically did nothing to promote the thing because I didn’t like it much. Parts are great but overall, way too dark. As was the nature of my life at the time. The thing is, despite me not liking it much, it was in fact a quite intentional work of magick, intended to destroy the alcoholic jerk off side of my personality (the death impulse) and re-align myself with the sacred feminine current of the multiverse. In that regard, it worked spectacularly well. Details soon.

For now, let’s talk about sex with the spirits. It’s certainly one of those things that never, ever would have occurred to me as anything other than total batshit crazy-ville until it fucking happened, which is a theme you’ll find a lot in any kind of occult or paranormal circles. If you’re into this sort of thing, it’s probably because something went down in your inner life that you couldn’t explain. This would be one of those cases. To give a bit of lead up here, because of the bizarro art invasion experiences I had on mushrooms and acid in my late teens, I started playing around with Robert Monroe’s techniques of astral projection at the suggestion of my mother. She went to Berkeley during the sixties and never tried drugs (lame), but had caught a bit of the new age bug that was so trendy at the time…


So imagine you are deep into the promiscuous androgynous heroin fueled 1980’s New Wave underground. You’re listening to your drug addled synth music, your face painted wilder than Bowie’s ever was, you have the most abstract hair-do, and you’re high as hell. Then some UFO’s come down and zap you into non-existence while you are having sex. The reason why: they feed off the endorphins released into your brain during orgasm. What would you or anyone else do in these circumstances? Well, the obvious answer: Just continue stumbling along in a drug-induced haze, listening to cold heroin driven synth music in seedy New Wave clubs looking for a good lay.

Enter the world of Liquid Sky. A maddening, visually amazing film that can be boring, beautiful, campy and unsettling at the same time. Images and sound speak louder than words for this movie, so without further ado, here’s the blood/mind freezing song Me and My Rhythm Box and a trailer for the movie. Everyone should track down the soundtrack to this as well.