The Manson Family Page #4

and we only took the very

best of what was there.

[Charlie singing]

Oh garbage dump,

oh garbage dump,

Why are you called

a garbage dump,

The first day

I came to the ranch,

Charlie sent me

on a garbage run.

He said take

some clean clothes

cause youll get all dirty.

And so I went

down to the market

and I hopped in the can,

and we went through

everything and got all dirty

and we just took the

best of everything.

And we took it and cleaned it

and took the skins off

and cut all the spots out.

Nobody goes hungry here.

You could feed the world

with my garbage dump,

You could feed the world

with my garbage dump,

Charlie Im sorry man.

Im sorry I couldnt make it.

I was uh,

I was tied up in

a meeting, okay.

Hey, hey whoa, Charlie,

Charlie, ease up man,

I never promised

you Id be there.

I said Id come

if I could, okay.

Yeah.

Its like I tried to

explain to you before, OK.

The record execs

dont think your stuff

is marketable right now.

What I suggest that we do

is well sit on

it until spring

and who knows you,

by then you could be

the biggest name since,

since Jim Morrison.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

what do you mean

make up my mind.

This one little

space in time,

where Charlie was there.

But he wasnt there.

Little freak.

Ahhh, ahhh!

Nobody cares about my music.

Nobody cares.

Charlie felt betrayed.

His album was

going to make us rich

and it was going to spread

his message to the world.

I mean it didnt

slow us down,

we all the makings

for a great party.

When Simi came

with the family,

she was a virgin

and she was scared.

She was scared stiff.

Charlies about the

hippest guy I ever met.

Hes going to open doors in

this little brain of yours.

So will this.

Whats that?

This is LSD.

Here take two.

Weve already dropped.

The whole Familys

tripping tonight.

I havent done any

hard drugs before.

Its not a hard drug.

Oh, we dont do

any hard drugs.

Its just, its just acid.

Its not like its heroin

or cocaine or anything.

Its a groove.

I dont know how.

What do you mean

you dont know how.

Its just like going

to the doctors office.

Stick out your

tongue and say Ahhh.

Say, Ahhh.

Well, I guess,

Ive always wondered,

what its like,

you know, to trip.

Its a groove.

Say Ahhh.

Ahhh...

Say Ahhh.

Ahhhh

On her first big

experience with the family

we all tripped on acid.

And she plum

tripped out on that.

She flipped completely out.

We were all

tripping right along

and we balled her brains out.

It wasnt rape,

she loved it.

Ahhhh!

It its like...

she would start fighting

and shes fighting and

scared and fighting.

And then shed calm

down and go uhhhh.

And then shed realize

what was happening to her,

and shed get all

scared and frightened.

And and Charlie was

sitting in the corner

just directing the operation.

Yes I knew who

Simi Sherry was.

And I know she was raped.

But that was

Bobby and Charlie,

I had nothing to do with that.

No, she just vanished.

Never heard from her again.

I pray for her now

in my nightly prayers.

I just thank God she

got out when she did

or else she might have

ended up in prison too.

Youve got the nerve

to pray for me.

Im just as...

youre just as...

disgusting as I am!

Its your fault.

Ive always hated you!

You ruined me!

You ruined my whole life!

All my life!

We struggle.

I mean we struggle

with ourselves you know.

Charlie, I am not going to

give up all my possessions

and come live with you, man.

Suddenly there

was a lot more talk

about fear and its usefulness.

Be like an animal,

be like a coyote.

Use fear to help you exist

and to live in the now.

Well, I think I tried to make

myself believe I was a witch.

I was, Yanna, the good witch.

Charlie just shifted gears.

We ignored the establishment

and we ignored reality

even more than we before.

We just continued on with

the Magical Mystery Tour.

Charlie got that

from the Beatles.

He called life,

or the flow of life,

The Magical Mystery Tour.

We were all part if it,

one mind, one soul,

one body

within it, and with it.

Its a total

state of paranoia,

its,

its man when

youre that aware,

you,

you can feel everything,

you can see

everything that moves,

you can hear everything

that makes a sound,

you could smell every smell.

And when youre that aware,

youre at the now.

This is when we

started going out

on Creepy Crawl missions.

Well, not breaking

and entering.

Creepy Crawling.

You what?

We Creepy Crawled them.

A few of us would drive

into some wealthy

neighborhood,

and wed pick a house

and wed steal right from

under these peoples noses

while they slept.

You had to be super aware.

You had to be aware

of every move you made.

Well sometimes wed drop acid

to heighten our

awareness level.

We Creepy Crawled probably

fifty houses or more,

and we never got caught.

Not once.

You stay positive.

You confront your fears.

You say yes to your fears,

submit to them

and overcome them.

No sense makes sense.

You cant get caught

if you dont got

thought in your head.

Sometimes we would steal

from the peoples houses

that we broke into,

other times wed just

move the furniture around

to freak them out when

they woke up in the morning.

I was a master criminal.

I cant believe

youve ever been alive.

You dont deserve to live.

I hate you.

You gotta go too!

Take me Elizabeth!

My name is Cassandra!

You killed me first!

Charlie developed this game.

Wed take really strong LSD

and sit in a circle

around an empty chair.

Charlie called

it the fear chair.

Wed stare at this chair

while Charlie spoke.

He told us to imagine

a rich establishment pig

sitting in the chair.

Now its the pigs

trial hed say,

and wed stare at

this imaginary person

and project his fear

right back at him,

keeping him immobilized

with his own projected fear.

Keep judging

yourselves in Charlie,

but dont look in the mirror!

I dont remember exactly when

my mind crossed over from

reality to imagination,

but there was no escaping it.

Things seemed so

doom-laden that summer.

Everything that Charlie

preached seemed like

absolute, divine driven truth.

And, Charlie wasnt

preaching about death

of the ego anymore.

Now he meant violent death.

Physical death.

And when he said death is

beautiful, he meant it.

Death is beautiful,

because it its what

people feared the most.

Death is merely

an illusion anyway,

because the infinite

soul can never die.

If youre not dead,

you will be soon.

Tex was in bad shape.

Charlie had told us all

we had to cease to exist,

but Tex never could.

Free the mind,

and your ass is

bound to follow.

Its like he wanted it

both ways you know.

One minute hed be

bad mouthing Charlie,

and the next minute

hed be saying sh*t like

I am Charlie

and Charlie is me.

You dig man?

Well, here we are.

Give me the money.

You bring it out,

Ill pay the dude.

No man, no fronts.

The man doesnt

front for anybody.

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