Art Bell

[FightTheFuture]

Yeah, MV has got to stop hacking his own website, or people will start believing that someone else is doing it.

[sorefinger]

I think the Christians got it wrong saying that Jesus died for our sins. We all die for our own sins. When you hurt others, you hurt yourself.  If more of us believed this, then more of us wouldn't hurt each other so much.  Christianity preaches that you can do no wrong because God will forgive you so long as you embrace Him.  Translation: Use a chainsaw to clear a path through humanity, then repent and go to heaven.

[CornyCrow]

You're right.  We're all accountable for our actions, but we were born into different circumstances with different experiences, and that plays into our 'accountability'.  Yes, I think Christianity is used wrongly in the way you describe.  There are people who are so mired into a bad thought pattern, maybe as gang members, maybe as racists, that when they catch a glimmer of and idea that they may be wrong, they feel that they have done so much bad stuff that there is no coming back from it.  That's where the concept of the sacrificial God comes in, to help them turn over a new leaf, to say it's never too late to start doing good in life.

[aldousburbank]

The humid jungle of the Pacific Coast of Central Mexico smothered us with its breath. The stakes were high and so was I. My two companions and fellow spiritual mercenaries, El Lobo and Tucson Fred, were charged with delivering "El Antidoto" to the little chillrunz of the central villages before the rains came. Once begun, the deluge-like torrent would raise the rivers and effectively block our efforts to provide the badly needed vaccines which would cure the lazy eye and restless leg syndromes which had plagued the people since the arrival of the evil  and mysterious "government vaccines" weeks previously.

Through days and nights of foot and burro travel we journeyed, with no food and only the jungle streams for our hydration. We did have the substantial advantage of traveling with a gourd full of special cactus powder which our elders had prepared especially for this mission- to strengthen us they said, and to keep the spirits on our side. Little did we know that it would turn out to have powerfully stimulating hallucinogenic and aphrodisiacal effects, but that is another story...

Anyhoo, so we're like walking into our third night on the smallest of jungle burro cart paths when we hear the low rumble of an internal combustion engine and see the headlights of a brightly decorated Mexican "combie " taxi van approaching from behind.  "Senores kwhere juu going to, me geeve juu rride?", the old driver smiled as he asked. We're all like hell yeah dude and start loading up. As we do I notice the name plaque above the front window- "La Luz". The dude's bus is named The Light... Remembering Arts' admonishment to "Not go into the light!", I leapt away from the vehicle but before I could yell out to warn my amigos, the evil old man sped off with them and they were never seen or heard from again.

I eventually made it to the interior villages just in advance of the rains and the tribe was saved. I thank Art for that.

[FightTheFuture]

I think the Christians got it wrong saying that Jesus died for our sins. We all die for our own sins. When you hurt others, you hurt yourself.  If more of us believed this, then more of us wouldn't hurt each other so much.  Christianity preaches that you can do no wrong because God will forgive you so long as you embrace Him.  Translation: Use a chainsaw to clear a path through humanity, then repent and go to heaven.

Understandable. There was a time I used to think along the same lines as you. In fact, I spent a considerable amount of time dabbling in Nichiren Daishonin Buddhism. However, you must realize, that God knows what is in your heart. You cannot lie. You cannot claim to be repentant, if you are not. Just doesn't work that way.

[FightTheFuture]

The humid jungle of the Pacific Coast of Central Mexico smothered us with its breath. The stakes were high and so was I. My two companions and fellow spiritual mercenaries, El Lobo and Tucson Fred, were charged with delivering "El Antidoto" to the little chillrunz of the central villages before the rains came. Once begun, the deluge-like torrent would raise the rivers and effectively block our efforts to provide the badly needed vaccines which would cure the lazy eye and restless leg syndromes which had plagued the people since the arrival of the evil  and mysterious "government vaccines" weeks previously.

Through days and nights of foot and burro travel we journeyed, with no food and only the jungle streams for our hydration. We did have the substantial advantage of traveling with a gourd full of special cactus powder with our elders had prepared especially for this mission- to strengthen us they said, and to keep the spirits on our side. Little did we know that it would turn out to have powerfully stimulating hallucinogenic and aphrodisiacal effects, but that is another story...

Anyhoo, so we're like walking into our third night on the smallest of jungle burro cart paths when we hear the low rumble of an internal combustion engine and see the headlights of a brightly decorated Mexican "combie " taxi van approaching from behind.  "Senores kwhere juu going to, me geeve juu rride?", the old driver smiled as he asked. We're all like hell yeah dude and start loading up. As we do I notice the name plaque above the front window- "La Luz". The dude's bus is named The Light... Remembering Arts' admonishment to "Not go into the light!", I leapt away from the vehicle but before I could yell out to warn my amigos, the evil old man sped off with them and they were never seen or heard from again.

I eventually made it to the interior villages just in advance of the rains and the tribe was saved. I thank Art for that.

TESTIFICAR!!

[MV/Liberace!]

Are we back? Dave strikes again?

It turns out a bad RAID card was the reason the server was down for so long last night.

[aldousburbank]

It turns out a bad RAID card was the reason the server was down for so long last night.

Do you need money for glasses or duct tape?

[Nick el Ass]

Are we back? Dave strikes again?

Dave Wars: The Suckpire Strikes Back.

[MV/Liberace!]

Do you need money for glasses or duct tape?

Only for duct tape. With enough duct tape, I can construct any number of glasses for myself.

[TheMan WhoFell ToEarth]

Thank God for Steven Otero's facebook bellgab backup page or I would have died last night.

Steven's been a champ this week.

[Usagi]

I was beginning to blame myself, too.  I had literally just made myself a Orange Vod-juice-ka and was settling to to catch up.  Really just figures! 

[nextgen.fm]

https://twitter.com/mvandeven/status/594411098658381824

Hey MV it happens I've done it too 

Glad the bellgab is back!

[WhiteCrow]

MV tweeted that he missed making a payment on the server.

That serves MV right for signing up with Falkie's bill paying service.

[Alienmojo]

Would you please share that page again?  I couldn't find it last night.

Thanks

https://www.facebook.com/groups/bellgab/

[GeorgieForPresident2216]

The humid jungle of the Pacific Coast of Central Mexico smothered us with its breath. The stakes were high and so was I. My two companions and fellow spiritual mercenaries, El Lobo and Tucson Fred, were charged with delivering "El Antidoto" to the little chillrunz of the central villages before the rains came. Once begun, the deluge-like torrent would raise the rivers and effectively block our efforts to provide the badly needed vaccines which would cure the lazy eye and restless leg syndromes which had plagued the people since the arrival of the evil  and mysterious "government vaccines" weeks previously.

Through days and nights of foot and burro travel we journeyed, with no food and only the jungle streams for our hydration. We did have the substantial advantage of traveling with a gourd full of special cactus powder which our elders had prepared especially for this mission- to strengthen us they said, and to keep the spirits on our side. Little did we know that it would turn out to have powerfully stimulating hallucinogenic and aphrodisiacal effects, but that is another story...

Anyhoo, so we're like walking into our third night on the smallest of jungle burro cart paths when we hear the low rumble of an internal combustion engine and see the headlights of a brightly decorated Mexican "combie " taxi van approaching from behind.  "Senores kwhere juu going to, me geeve juu rride?", the old driver smiled as he asked. We're all like hell yeah dude and start loading up. As we do I notice the name plaque above the front window- "La Luz". The dude's bus is named The Light... Remembering Arts' admonishment to "Not go into the light!", I leapt away from the vehicle but before I could yell out to warn my amigos, the evil old man sped off with them and they were never seen or heard from again.

I eventually made it to the interior villages just in advance of the rains and the tribe was saved. I thank Art for that.

I wasn't sure if your first story was true, but I know this one has to be.

[phrodo]

MV, You Miserable Fuck!  You know how many ppl are counting on you?  In combat, 'I forgot' gets ppl killed!  How could you forge to pay the invoice?  Your whole fucking existence circles around this forum.  You have no life.  You've posted photoshopped pictures, you rent the neighbors kid to to come in during a 'cast, and we pretend like you pretend, that they are real ppl. 
Come clean, son, what's the problem?  Is it dope?  It's a slippery slope, but we can get you back up, where you belong.  How did it start?  Sucking spliffs with Aldous?  Now you're chasing the dragon?  shooting speedballs, goofballs, pinballs?
What is it, son?  We can't help you if you won't let us.
Money?  Yeeees, that's it.  You 'forgot' to pay the invoice.  What did you do son, kite a check for that invoice, hoping that it would'nt clear until Monday?  That's it, isn't it?  You're out there selling your ass for chump change at night, degrading yourself with sailors, and french sailors at that.  You know what you smell of?  Semen, Latex and regret.

You poor miserable filthy beast. 

Go hose yourself off and for pity's sake, brush your sewer of a  mouth, Scotch and Semen do not mix well.  You go do that and I'll hit that donate button.  Hell, I'll ask the bellgabbers to hit the donate button for a couple of bux, maybe we can scrape a few bux together btwn us to help you pay the next invoice.

And, MV, pls don't look at me with those hurt bitch eyes, pls, after this little episode, practice your Zoolander 'Blue Steel' look.  If you find yourself jammed up, I'll send over George Sendamemoney to teach you how to rattle your used Starbux cup juuuust right to grift maximum quarters fm gainfully employed ppl.  Yessir!  If griftage is the game, then Sendamemoney is your idiot savant of griftage.

I'm here to help, son, all you gotta do is ask.  And, dammit, grow a mustache to hide those hideous stretch marks. 

I love you.   

Thank you for typing out exactly what I was thinking. Well maybe not quite so many words ... but my sentiments exactly.

[aldousburbank]

I wasn't sure if your first story was true, but I know this one has to be.

Well, except for Tucson Fred's name was changed from Frank to protect his anonymity.

[Paradox]

It turns out a bad RAID card was the reason the server was down for so long last night.

Well fuck! That explains A LOT! 
Is your sanity as intact as it was before the system went down?  Good.

Onward through the fog. . .

[serenity]

It turns out a bad RAID card was the reason the server was down for so long last night.

We are back, we are good Nuff said

[Needle woman]

https://www.facebook.com/groups/bellgab/

Thank you!

[SaucyRossy]

https://www.facebook.com/groups/bellgab/

Hmm to join or not to join......

[Sumthins Goin On]

The humid jungle of the North part of Central Mexico smothered us with its breath. The stakes were high.
Through days and nights of foot and burro travel Tommy and I journeyed, with no food and only Tommy's streams for our hydration. We did have the substantial advantage of traveling with a gourd full of special Turmeric powder which Lisa had prepared especially for this mission, to strengthen us she said, and to keep the Angelsh on our side.
Anyhoo, so we're like walking into our third night on the smallest of jungle Goatsie cart paths when we hear the low rumble of an internal combustion engine and see the headlights of a brightly decorated Mexican "combie " taxi approaching from behind.  As we do, I notice the name plaque above the front window- "La Stinkadora". The dude's bus in English is named Coast 2 Coast... Remembering Arts' admonishment to "Not look into red eyes!", we jumped into the vehicle anyway, but before I could yell out to warn my amigo, the evil old man sped off with us. I barely could control myself and looked at Tommy's worried face and knew I had to take action. My Navy Seal training kicked in and managed to force the taxi to stop on the side of the road where we barely escaped with our lives!
We eventually made it to a portal, just in advance of the rains and the show was saved. I thank Lex and Lisa for that.

There I fixed Noory's Mexican experience for you.

[WhiteCrow]

Hey glad to be on board with bellgab. I have been hooked on art bell for  18 years and cant wait for new show. i even started a art bell podcast on youtube to keep the public updated and will start doing a show about special topics like my favorite show. its called talking art bell podcast on youtube.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkD6pnleogM
hope its fine to put in a link and glad to join the family. cant wait art bell.

Like your cat, it scared me when it popped on the screen.
How about this name for your Art Bell podcast
"Midnight in the Basement"

[Heather Wade]

Like your cat, it scared me when it popped on the screen.
How about this name for your Art Bell podcast
"Midnight in the Basement"

God dammit, WhiteCrow, that's the name I picked for my new podcast. 

[phrodo]

Like your cat, it scared me when it popped on the screen.
How about this name for your Art Bell podcast
"Midnight in the Basement"

I was thinking a good name for it would be "Psssssst - the camera's over here..." 

[guitardog]

Like your cat, it scared me when it popped on the screen.
How about this name for your Art Bell podcast
"Midnight in the Basement"

I Like!

[chefist]

I remember a long drive across the desert on I-8 a few years back and heard a guest of Dave's talking about how water molecules had consciousness.  I don't think Art would ever have a guest on like that...at least not twice...even for C2C that was a completely ridiculous example of how far down the show went after Art...

[ge30542]

Has Mr. Bell ever shared his opinion on JBW's talents/abilities?
Personally, (and I know he's battered here), I like listening to JBW and would enjoy hearing him fill in for Art Bell.

[chefist]

Has Mr. Bell ever shared his opinion on JBW's talents/abilities?
Personally, (and I know he's battered here), I like listening to JBW and would enjoy hearing him fill in for Art Bell.

Has there been any "official" talk of guest hosts yet?