Scythia’s greatest art

The Scythians were riding horses a thousand years before the Greeks and there’s a good reason. Scythians lived on the steppes, a great flat ocean of grass easily crossed with horses and carts. The Greeks lived in mostly mountainous terrain where runners could travel faster than horses over steep rocky trails. Both cultures descended from the Yamnaya, but the ones who preferred sailing and a southern climate moved south, while the others settled in the shadow of Mt. Elbrus, where Heracles was born, or at least where he went looking for his stolen cattle.

The greatest piece of Scythian art is a three-ring, gold breastplate intended for a high-ranking royal Scythian, with fantastic mythological creatures attacking real animals on the bottom. All details were created separately and then soldered to the frame. The center contains spirals on spirals, flowers, leaves, and a few birds.

The top ring shows two men stretching a golden fleece, while another man milks a sheep, and a colt drinks from his mother. The distinctive Scythian quivers for holding arrows and bow are liberally distributed around.

If you melt this down you can get around $150k, while the breastplate is priceless and would sell for many hundreds of millions if ever auctioned, which will never happen as it is a Ukrainian national treasure.

Tragically, most of the Scythian art was melted down after the kurgans were raided, starting around 200 BC and continuing until 1715 when Peter the Great pleaded with the raiders to sell him the artifacts intact rather than melt them.

Nobody knew anything about the Scythians. History ignored them. Maybe because they had no alphabet, only runes. Or maybe it was the cannabis.

The long and winding stoner highway

Details magazine did a hit piece on me after High Times became the biggest selling title at Tower Records. The article was titled “Bedtime for Bongo” and ridiculed the national hemp movement I’d kick-started. It was the first and last profile of me in any media for 36 years.

When I first came to High Times, I knew cannabis was being unfairly demonized. I was never a stoner. I never bought cannabis, but I also used it frequently at parties, and never turned down a free hit.

Right after I took the job, I discovered the assistant art director had briefly been in the Fleshtones, the premier garage-band in the East Village. I had just written a book about the East Village art scene, and knew the Fleshtones had played at Club 57, and that Wendy Wild was dating the guitar player.

I asked Brian, would you like to form a band? He immediately said, ‘yes.’ We started rehearsing at my Upper West Side apartment. Brian was playing bass and I was beating on cardboard boxes with drum sticks.

The three bands I was most interested in copying were the Sonics, Chocolate Watchband and West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. I called this synthesis “psychopunkadelia.” David Bither was lured into a rehearsal. I already had a guitar player in mind who I knew from the garageband scene back in C-U, Illinois. So I was hoping David would play keyboards as he had recently left a band he’d been playing keyboards in. Dave could also sing like a bird and was a potential lead vocalist. But Dave only wanted in if he played guitar.

Today, Dave runs Nonesuch Records at Warner Brothers and he’s easily the most respected executive in the music industry. He could have been the star of my band, but was already on a much higher trajectory.

When Dave Allen left as art director, I brought in Flick Ford, who had designed my Art After Midnight book and been art director at the East Village Eye during my brief tenure there. I thought the publisher/editor had assembled a great staff, most of whom worked for free, but he was shortsighted and incapable of taking the publication to the next level. So Flick and I (along with John Howell) ended up creating New York Beat, a weekly covering the downtown scene. That only lasted a few wonderful weeks before the investor pulled the plug. And that’s when Howell moved over to High Times. I soon followed.

The first person I hired at High Times was John Holmstrom. He had a long history with the magazine and was reluctant  because the magazine had a sordid reputation of ripping off contributors and never paying. I could tell just by examining the files that the company was being gutted and sucked of all profits. By the time I got there, profits were gone, and debts were mounting. High Times owned a fortune to the printer, and it things didn’t turn around, the printer was going to end up owning the company.

Once I kicked out the heroin chic and cocaine covers and centerfolds, and switched to natural plants and homegrown as a means to escape the blackmarket, the rebound was immediate. The heart of the counterculture at the time resided in a traveling circus that followed the Grateful Dead around. This is where the early homegrowers met and shared genetics.

When I discovered Nevil was selling cannabis seeds in Holland, I established the Cannabis Cup in Amsterdam as a way for readers to get access to high quality seeds. Soon, many more seed companies sprouted in Holland, and they all used my event to establish their businesses.

After the first Cup, I didn’t go back for a while. I wasn’t into smoking tons of weed, and the event was being produced on a shoestring, like everything at High Times. Trying to produce the event by remote control, however, wasn’t really working, and when I returned to the event, I was armed with a lot of ideas about the origins of cannabis in ceremony and some silver cups designed by master occultist Robin Ludwig. I also brought my 420 ceremony, which I had introduced to the office.

I ended up going solo to the Minnesota National Rainbow Gathering, which is where I learned a ton about pagan ceremony and participated in numerous OM circles. The OM is the only thing the original stoners in the Ukraine have handed down to us. That and the myth of the holy grail. When Wagner created his ring cycle, he opened with the grail descending from heaven. He was using the Scythian version of the story. There is no Jesus in King Arthur because Arthur was built on top of Heracles. Both were sun avatars, and had twelve labors (battles) to win, a reference to the sun’s progression through the zodiac. Of course, Jesus is also a sun avatar, which is why he has 12 mythical disciples.

Around this time, I’d written the first and only national magazine story claiming a renegade CIA station near Miami had assassinated President John F. Kennedy, and he was killed for resisting a land war in Vietnam, and threatening to dismantle the CIA and scatter the leading executives to the winds. He did not trust the information the CIA was feeding him, and wanted to end the Cold War.

In fact, the CIA was feeding him bogus info based on a fake defector. James Angelton had been shattered to learn his best buddy Kim Philby had been working for Moscow all along, and Philby had milked Angleton for secret info by getting him drunk. So when Moscow fed a defector with inside knowledge on KGB penetrations into our national security state, Angleton took the bait. There were no penetrations, but there were lots of KGB sleeper agents being activated after a decade of lying low and mixing into the general population.

Only recently have the depth of those ops been explored. Similarly, Oswald was a dangle sent into Russia with the U-2 secret, the revealing of which was supposed to make him best buddies with head of counterintelligence for the KGB.

But the KGB knew Oswald was a dangle and he never penetrated the KGB. After the fall of Communism in Russia, a fake KGB file on Oswald was released and used by CIA apologist Norman Mailer to write a bogus book on Oswald, even though Mailer knew Oswald was CIA but likely needed the money after all those expensive divorces.

So Angleton ended up fingering JFK as the mole at the top, and that theory was used to end his life. And it was probably done legally and completely shrouded by secrecy agreements that prevent the truth from ever emerging.

Since the lawyer who was running High Times was named Kennedy, and since he was a paragon of leftist politics, and had been associated with the Weather Underground, who had been painted as ardent anti-war activists, I assumed this lawyer would be pleased by my JFK expose. Especially since he was an ardent Catholic. But strangely, that lawyer never spoke to me about it, and soon began making moves to restrict my influence. There was a parade of publishers, all told told to “find a new editor.”

However, the publishers realized I was the key guy in the financial turnaround, and High Times was now making bundles of profit, although very little flowed back into operations, but instead went directly to the lawyer’s bank account.

I sent the lawyer an email outlining my plan to mount a case for hippies getting legal right to cannabis thanks to a religious rights law that had just been passed. If I could prove the counterculture was an infant religion that was just emerging, then hippies would get the same rights as natives, who had just gotten legal rights to grow and use peyote as part of their religion.

The only element necessary to prove hippies comprised a religion was having regular ceremonies as part of the culture. The  emergence of teenagers on the sunset ridge of Mt. Tam on April 20th, with the intent of lighting up at exactly 4:20 PM fulfilled this obligation in spades. I felt we had a slam-dunk case and since the lawyer’s expertise was constitutional law, mounting this case was going to get him a fortune in lawyer fees, even more than he was already collecting, and High Times was his primary source of income.

When he failed to respond to the email, and never broached the topic with me, and continued his campaign to have me de-toothed and dethroned, I knew something was terribly wrong.

It would have been easy to get thousands out of jail, and reunite thousands of families. There were far more people being arrested for cannabis than all the other “crimes” combined, and children were routinely being put into foster care only because their parent(s) were found possessing a small amount of cannabis.

Eventually, I was run out of the company after being abused for decades, constantly gaslight and fighting against headwinds. It all led me to study who this lawyer really was. And I discovered he was the secret leader of the Weather Underground, which was a CIA plot to dismantle and destroy the non-violent counterculture.

Eventually, all these facts will become clear, but I may not live that long. The only thing left on my bucket list is to build a silent meditation chapel on a lake somewhere, where my story of the true story of the holy grail will be represented by the art I’ve created over the last ten years. The chapel will also hold my archives of the Cannabis Cup, including the original cup and Freedom Fighter tricorn hat worn by Willie Nelson, Jack Herer, and so many others. The last one to wear it was Rick Simpson, who, like me, got disappeared.

The only other thing on my bucket list is combatting lies told about me for a decade by a certain bozo who had worked under me and never comprehended anything I was doing.

I find it fascinating the march of cultural innovation starts with the first stoners and continues for centuries with stoners continuing to lead the way. From Pythagoras and Mani, to Rabelais and Deschamps, to Armstrong and McCartney, cannabis users have been at the forefront of artistic innovation, and yet nobody but me seems to comprehend the ramifications.

Even more fascinating, the central myth of Western culture, the holy grail, came from ancient Scythia long before the time of Jesus. So I made a deck of cards tracing the 60 saints of Western culture who made the greatest contributions. Despite cannabis possession being cause for execution in some Catholic countries, many of these saints were outspoken advocates of cannabis and felt its use beneficial.

The patriots who founded our wonderful country were largely deists as that was the rage during the enlightenment era. Deists believed that a force or spirit ran through everything and the only way to learn its mind was through the study of nature and not by reading books about super heroes.

By eliminating the Gnostic versions of Christianity, Rome successfully wiped rational deists out of Christianity, but the belief came back when Europe discovered the classics. There is no need to worship at any altar or blindly accept rules from anyone. There is only one rule: don’t hurt anybody.

Perhaps the long dormant Grand Lodge of the Pot Illuminati might appear for April 19-20. It’s been a decade since I held a public ceremony. It would be a way to distribute my decks of cards, the red cards are the Saints of the Grail, the black deck is all about the Illuminati who manufacture war for profit.

The Illuminati Revival

German intelligence officer Theodore Reuss wearing his masonic apron.

In 1888, a Christian mystic and Prussian military intelligence officer met and began a collaboration. They are listed as founders of the German branch of the Theosophical society, which was penetrated if not conceived by British intelligence. The society was constructed as another layer on the established masonic networks.

For millennia, control of the dominant religion was paramount to managing the national zeitgeist. But when intellectuals in Europe began reading classical Greek and Roman literature, the once magical stories in the Christian bible lost their glow. Greek philosophers seemed so much more enlightened and rational.

Carl Kellner was a Christian mystic and co-founder with Reuss of the O.T.O, which renamed the society created by Reuss and Leopold Engel.

The classics created a sudden jump in science, something that had been held back by Christian superstition and dogma. A fever grew in the minds of men and women, something similar to the fever of the mid-1960s, when a generation discovered cannabis and other forbidden substances, and yearned for more freedom of thought.

But after rejecting Christianity and Judaism, the rank and file of the enlightenment greatly missed the ceremonies and pomp and circumstance, and masonry rushed in to fill the void with an even better magic show, which unfolded in secrecy, making it even more alluring and enchanting. And if you lived in a Catholic country, becoming a mason was tantamount to heresy and often led to execution, which made it daring and noble. Masonry was based on the secret society created by Pythagoras after he visited with the Zoroastrian Magi in Persia mixed with Bible stories involving Solomon’s temple. The pentagram was popularized by the Pythagoreans, although it can be found in ancient Sumer, Babylon, Judea, and China.

In Catholic Bavaria, the publishing industry was under strict supervision, and spreading the wrong info got you tortured and murdered pretty fast. Not so much in France and even less in England. Voltaire inspired a generation by attacking censorship, slavery, and religion, especially Catholic dogma. He became Elvis overnight and was sought out by the most enlightened rulers in Europe. His books were in French and slipped through the Bavarian censors.

This was 50 years before the American Revolution. Frederick the Great, crown prince of Prussia, became his most famous patron. Frederick had written an essay disputing everything in Machiavelli’s book, The Prince, which claimed rulers must be ruthless to remain in power (because those seeking to steal the kingdom will be, and the most ruthless win). Frederick favored a more genteel approach rather than rule by terror. Voltaire briefly served as a spy for the French King, reporting back on Frederick’s military plans during the Austrian War of Succession. Frederick was Grandmaster of the Grand Lodge of Prussia, and Voltaire a prominent member of French masonry.

The spy and the mystic decided to revive Weishaupt’s order of the Illuminati. Just as Weishaupt had invented a phony story about the order’s origins, claiming the order was led by a council of intellectual giants descended from the Magi, the spy and mystic made identical claims (even though Weishaupt had later admitted his origin story had been fabricated).

This hoodwink would be repeated when the phony Priory of Sion was born in Paris, which claimed the story of the grail was about the blood of Jesus. Jesus never walked the earth, and the priory was just more fabricated Christian mysticism. Christian mystics should be considered deluded or frauds, with most falling into the latter because “garbage in, garbage out.” For millennia, some of our greatest minds had been chained by religious fundamentalism. At the same time, getting rich by staging elaborate shows with magic lanterns and Pythagorean symbols was relatively easy. Hypnosis wasn’t discovered until the late 1800s, but the guided meditations of the Jesuits easily brainwashed Christians into believing the Bible was the divine word of God. Goethe was greatly troubled by the story of Moses leading his people around the desert for 40 years, which indicated Moses was an incompetent leader, or the story was fabricated. As brilliant as he was, Goethe couldn’t fathom the reality Moses was a myth and created as a composite of Cyrus the Great and Zoroaster.

So not only are Judaism and Christianity built on fabrications, but so is masonry and all its offshoots. The mind is easily enchanted and craves magical stories and will invent them if necessary just for the entertainment value. The control of the occult societies is just as vital as control of religion, which is why some royals immediately flocked into the masonic societies and used their power and influence to take control of the lodges.

But did the Illuminati network really disappear when Weishaupt retired? In the 1840s, William Huntington Russell, cousin to the heir of the North American opium empire known as “the China trade,” so as not to mention the word opium, visited Germany and joined a fraternity, and he brought the Illuminati rituals back to Yale.

Before Weishaupt resigned, he left detailed instructions on how to survive the ban. He had created many splinter organizations in different countries that never used the name Illuminati, and had been designed to be self-perpetuating assets serving the order.

Almost nothing real has been written about this for centuries, but I hold out hope AI will one day expose all the bullshit. And one day the masses won’t be so enchanted by magic stories, but develop a more rational zeitgeist not so easily swayed by dogma and hocus hocus.

A few years after Reuss announced the Illuminati revival, co-founder and Christian mystic Leopold Engel was bounced by Christian mystic Karl Kellner and the name of the society changed to O.T.O. Soon, a British intelligence agent would join and hijack the society, leading it to great infamy.  That agent was a 33-degree mason who’d recently been kicked out of the Golden Dawn after trying to hijack that society.

The Nazis banned Freemasonry and masons were treated just as severely as Jews, which indicates the masonic network was where anti-fascists could be found. Most masons believed in intellectual and artistic freedom. People flocking to masonry during the enlightenment were departing other religions. The masons were deists who believed a divine spirit ruled the universe but the only way to learn its mind was through the study of nature.

The Nazis seized all masonic documents and assets. As many as 200,000 masons may have been killed as part of the final solution. Those who escaped the dragnet were forced deep underground and used the forget-me-not flower to signal each other. One lodge was established in secret inside the Esterwegen concentration camp. It’s possible the Bavaria Illuminati were wiped out by the Nazis during their takedown of masonry, which would be ironic since a Bonesman-connected bank helped finance Hitler.

Weishaupt never met most of the members. They were told the society was run by a group of Illuminated masters descended from the Zoroastrian Magi. A lot of phony mysticism was invented. Weishaupt understood people crave enchantment and magic. Anyone of potential use was a target for recruitment, but he concentrated on nobles, priests (Catholic and Protestant), high-ranking masons, civil servants, generals and other military, and especially, the best authors. Goethe was the greatest and Weishaupt got him into the fold, but likely never met him, and Goethe was probably agast when the order was banned and Weishaupt went on the run, seeking sanctuary with a royal patron.

The order was running on enlightenment fever, the same thing that created our Revolutionary War. There was a real danger the masses might take control away from the nobles and the Illuminati was supposedly plotting that very thing in France and Russia. They had all sorts of front organizations as they never used the word “Illuminati” in public, and the meetings were rare, and only held for the inner circles. Most members were kept completely in the dark on what the society was up to.

After the ban, a bunch of members ran to rat out the society. They claimed to have been hoodwinked into something evil. Weishaupt pioneered a lot of things now routine in intel, like honey traps. He believed the ends justified the means and nobody knew for sure what his real allegiance was, although he did repair his relationship with the Catholic church before he died, which indicates he may have been secretly working for the Jesuits all along, in order to manage the enlightenment reforms. In fact, a leading member accused Weishaupt of being a secret Jesuit agent.

I suspect the German branch did dissolve because nothing has been heard from it since, and the spy and mystic would not have made contact with the major lodges in Europe to tell them the Illuminati was being revived in Germany if it never dissolved. Apparently, a treasure trove of original documents held in Sweden were sent to the spy and mystic.

It appears the Illuminati may not have dissolved in Italy, which makes sense if it was a Jesuit conspiracy all along. A masonic lodge connected to the Vatican was found responsible for the worst terror bombing in European history. Founded as Propaganda Massonica in 1877, the lodge was renamed Propaganda Due in 1966.  After documents were discovered linking the lodge to a train bombing that had been blamed on the left, it was banned in 1982. Figures high in Italian military, intelligence and law enforcement had been members, along with operatives inside the Vatican and Vatican Bank, as were numerous figures in South America. The list we have is the rolodex of the grandmaster of the lodge, so we don’t really know who was a member and who he just had on speed dial. The Italian media characterized the lodge as “a state within a state.”

The lodge was part of Operation Gladio, a secret stay-behind army organized by NATO in the event France and Italy went Communistic,  which seemed likely at the time. Gladio made strange bedfellows as it merged masons with Nazis. Nazis and the Vatican, however, had always been chummy, and it had been easy for any Knight of Malta to switch sides. There was nothing similar to the Illuminati rituals uncovered, however. Members seemingly had no code names. However, suspicion remained that P2 was connected to another lodge, one buried deeper inside the Vatican, and if those rumors are true, that lodge could be part of the original Illuminati network.

Bones had been kept busy through the decades and most importantly, played a strategic role in the 1963 assassination of JFK. None of this appears in anything written by Robert Anton Wilson who buried the truth in a blizzard of bullshit.

Watch by Gerald Murphy, who only created 14 paintings and was a Bonesman and good friend of Picasso and F. Scott Fitzgerald.

People need to discard their prejudices and understand that membership in the Bavarian Illuminati or in Bones is not an indictment or evidence of a devious mind. Both societies wanted the widest net possible, and mostly good upstanding people, with only a few malignant narcissists for any covert action that needed undertaking, like assassination by poison to elevate some member into a high position. No evidence Weishaupt did that, just that nothing that benefited the society was off the table. And if Weishaupt did foment an assassination, nobody would have been told about it, just like you can bet the knights and patriarchs don’t discuss the JFK assassination inside the Tomb at New Haven.

One of my favorite artists, Gerald Murphy, was a Bonesman, and he never hurt anybody.