“Sex, Drugs & Rock and Roll” + “Tune in, Turn On, and Drop Out” = “Archaic Revival?”

Lucid, well stated argument regarding the “countercultural” movement, I concur.

An Outsider's Sojourn II

The Hippie/Drug/Counterculture: Elite perpetrated Mind-Control?

If you are my age (65), then you may also have believed that Rock & Roll and the hippie/drug/counterculture were a rebellious reaction to the capitalist-pig status quo.

But looking back now, it would appear that we “effete, impudent snobs” had simply been bamboozled. It seems the elite powers had made complete fools out of us, just as they had done with our parents’ and grandparents’ generations. Without discernment, in our stoned and sex-crazed (“love”) stupor, we had simply been controlled by the very powers we were rebelling against.

The following article reveals just how deep this elite-perpetrated mind-controlling had gone:

…Joe Atwill, author of Caesar’s Messiah: The Roman Conspiracy to Invent Jesus. Atwill’s research into the origins of Christianity had led him to conclude that Rome had invented the religion. Further, he believed that the Caesars had deliberately brought about the Dark Ages. They…

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♪Led Zeppelin – Night Flight

“Night Flight”

I received a message from my brother across the water
He sat laughin’ as he wrote the end’s in sight
So I said goodbye to all my friends
And packed my hopes inside a matchbox
‘Cause I know it’s time to fly

Come on, meet me in the morning, Meet me in the middle of the night
The morning light is comin’, don’t it make you wanna go and feel alright

I just jumped a train that never stops,
So now somehow I’ll know I never finished payin’ for my ride
Just n’ someone pushed a gun into my hand
Tell me I’m the type of man to fight the fight that I’ll require

Come on, meet me in the morning, Meet me in the middle of the night
The morning light is comin’, don’t it make you wanna go and feel alright

Oh, mama, well I think it’s time I’m leavin’
Nothin’ here to make me stay
Whoa, mama, well it must be time I’m goin’
They’re knockin’ down them doors
They’re tryin’ to take me away

Please Mr. Brakeman, won’t you ring your bell. And ring loud and clear
Please Mr. Fireman, won’t you ring your bell
Tell the people they got to fly away from here

I once saw a picture of a lady with a baby
Southern lady, had a very, very special smile
We are in the middle of a change in destination
When the train stops, all together we will smile
Oh, meet me in the morning.
Won’t you meet me in the middle of the night, night, night
Everybody know the mornin’ time is comin’
Don’t it make you wanna feel alright. Ah, ah, yeah
Make me feel alright. Fly now, baby
Get to fly, yeah. Fly now, baby