“What do they think of us?”

As my muse and I lie down on the beach at Monte Rio, not but a mile away are Satanic rituals taking place at the Bohemian Grove, a place carved out of the wilderness by members of the Bohemian Club, whose members were Artists and Writers. Then, the Rich & Powerful moved in.

As I held Rena in my arms, and as we gazed up at the Milky Way, below us were the screams of human sacrifice preparing the way for the Anti-Christ. How naïve and innocent we were.

Hark, is that the ranting and waving Antonin Artaud I hear. Is he introducing his Theatre of Cruelty to the Illuminati? Oh – those weird French People! What do they really think of us – the salt of the earth!

George Sterling was a co-founder of the Bohemian scene in Carmel where many members of the Bohemian Club found sanctuary from…