The Legend of the Mad Arab

Remembrances of Arab and Barkley

Two very powerful creative individuals from the 60s were Barkley Finnoe and his son, Arab. Barkley married the daughter of Khalil Gibran (1) who is best known for his mystical/spiritual poetry book, The Prophet.

“Do certain groups of spiritual beings incarnate and intermingle with one another in a particular earthly time period?” I would have to say they do, having known Barkley and Arab first-hand, and knowing the power, strength and spiritual insight of Arab’s grandfather, Khalil Ghibran, from reading his poetry and other writings.

Arab was one of the most gifted artists a person could ever hope to meet. What was strange about him was that he couldn’t read. During his school years he would pay others to read and do tests for him. However, his father would have him work on duplicating Rembrandt’s style of painting until he mastered it. Then he would have him work on copying Chagall, then on to some other artist. After this training Arab was allowed to do his own thing, which was surrealism.

He was very prolific painter, mostly in oils. Arab painted an album cover for the popular rock group Blue Cheer. Eric Albronda was co-founder and drummer for Blue Cheer, which was the first truly heavy metal band. Arab also painted drag strip racers in Los Angeles before moving to San Francisco.

How Arab knew what he knew about the subject of metaphysics, I’ll never know. I suspect it was simply bleed-through from past incarnations that were activated and bloomed fully in the flowering time of drugs, sex, rock ‘n roll, breaking the Earth’s auric shell that contained the stereotypical belief systems and behavioral patterns of all prior generations. It was after all the magic 1960s. Destiny unfolded.

Arab seemed like the reincarnated high priest from an earlier Egyptian lifetime come back to teach, paint, check in on old friends. Prior to that he might have played dynamic roles in the Atlantean time period.

As an astrologer, Arab had no peer. He was the best. He was intuitive. For example, I was with him on three separate occasions when he met a new individual. Upon that first meeting he would tell them what their sign was, and they’d answer “why yes.” Then he’d tell them the day they were born, “why yes,” again would be the response. Then he’d tell them the exact moment of birth! He was never wrong.

Arab was always carrying his ephemeris with him wherever he went. Once, leaving Fritz Armstrong’s “Metaphysical Town Hall Book Store” in San Francisco, we walked to the home of astrologer Gavin Arthur (2) to get a copy of his latest book that had just been published. It had a whole chapter within it dedicated to the talents of Arab and Barkley. The walls of Gavin’s Victorian home were lined with volumes and volumes of sacred books.

Cover art by Arab, Inside/Outside by Blue Cheer
Cover art by Arab, Inside/Outside by Blue Cheer

Switching gears sideways

Arab’s father Barkley was the wisest person I and many other people knew in that time period. Early in his life he became a salesman, and traveled internationally. He spent many months in Japan, where he lived in the fabulous Frank Lloyd Wright designed Imperial hotel(3). He was a top salesman in the beginning days of the development and sales of neon lighting systems.

One day when Barkley was about 44 years old (1956), he wasn’t feeling very well, so he made an appointment and went to the UCLA medical Center, where he was diagnosed with terminal lymphatic cancer. He was given six months to live by the doctors, with no hope of recovery. They gave him a prescription for morphine to ease the pain, said there was nothing else that could be done. He was despondent. As Barkley walked across the grass lawn towards his vehicle, someone said to him “physician heal thyself.” He turned to look and see who spoke – there was no one there! He was completely alone.

This experience got him thinking in an alternative non-traditional manner. He remembered that he heard about vitamin B 17, and Laetrile, which was an anticancer vitamin developed by the biochemist Ernest T. Krebs of San Francisco. He called Dr. Krebs on the phone that same day and was told that he was on a speaking tour, “out of the country, in Japan.” Barkley wasted no time. He booked a flight for the land he knew so well. He soon met and became close friends with Ernest Krebs at the Imperial Hotel in Japan three days later.

I first met Barkley when he was 56 years old, 11 years after that terminal death sentence was handed to him by one of the best medical institutions in the United States. How was he still alive? Barkley had completely changed his diet and lifestyle; he eliminated all white wheat and related white wheat products, (we would use Japanese buckwheat noodles called soba,) he eliminated meat, and would sometimes eat a small amount of fish. He also eliminated milk and milk related products. He would say that the milk “was fine if you were a cow. Unless you wanted to be as smart as a cow, then don’t drink milk with their DNA.”

Big Brother Carousel Ballroom
Big Brother Carousel Ballroom

I fondly remember that he would buy a 50 pound bag of bird seed (organic & cheap), take a small amount of the seeds out, wrap them in a wet burlap sack, hang them up and water it each day. The seeds would sprout later to be ground up, fired and turned into delicious “veggie burgers.” This was back before there were such things like that in the health food stores. In fact it wasn’t until about the mid-60s that a renaissance in the health food industry took off with establishment of “Wholly Foods” in Berkeley and other hippie micro business ventures funded in part by money from the sale of pot and related pharmaceuticals. (Last Gasp Eco-Comic Book Company is another venture that comes to mind.)

Barkley developed something we called super cereal. It was a collection of various nuts and seeds he determined were appropriate and proper for healthful consumption. We would grind them up in a coffee grinder and eat them with honey and soy milk. High energy food – it was a great way to start the day. He would buy vitamins and individual minerals in large jars, and custom mix them to his own specifications, putting the special formulas into capsules. This included taking Laetrile on a daily basis, which we had a good supply of thanks to Dr. Krebs and Canadian Andrew McNaughton. Vitamin B-17 has many other uses besides simply being a excellent preventative for the development of cancer within the human body.

Better
Better

Barkley also was a master builder. This was evidenced by his unique in-depth research into the great pyramid of the Giza Plateau in Egypt. On a more practical level his mastery as an engineer-carpenter showed itself when he purchased an old 18′ UPS truck one day. He worked seven days a week, from sunup to sun down, turning that old truck into an expandable six bedroom home. It was a combination mobile home and research truck.

It was stenciled on the two doors of the cab. This was when people didn’t have long beards or hair, as we did at that time. So it had to have something scientific on the doors for legitimacy in the eyes of the police. I remember in the galley he built the kitchen sink out of light and dark pieces of hardwood all glued together. I’d never seen anything like it before. There was a room that popped up and was assembled on the top of the truck with plywood sides. It was capped with a big plastic skylight. This is where Arab stayed. He used it as his art studio, getting all the natural light he needed. The blueprint Barkley used to construct all this was in his mind.

It was after the construction of this vehicle, on the Yurok Indian reservation of Northern California (4), Arab, Gut, Nancy, Don & Penny Short, Myrna and a few others caravaned up to meet Barkley and bring him much-needed supplies. He was living next to the Klamath River on private Indian allotment land owned by Yurok leader Jessie Short.

I can’t remember if it was Gut or Arab I let drive my purple XKE Jaguar convertible on that 7 hour drive. I was anticipating answers to deep spiritual questions far removed from the physical plane. They were interested in the experience of driving the E-type. I remember the Jaguar looked out of place parked in this very remote chunk of God’s country, in the tall native grass of the reservation.

This is where Barkley gave me my first two “past life regression sessions” while laying on the bed built over the cab of the truck. Interesting times.

He learned his basic technique in 1950 from reading the book “Dianetics, the Modern Science of Mental Health.” Barkley told me that for a period of eight months, he and another person, a spastic paralytic, worked with one another taking turns using the regression techniques contained in this book to go back into the past and release the repressed emotions and engrams (physical impact) contained in the “reactive” mind. Barkley said while he didn’t cure his friends spastic paralytic problem completely, but the problem was reduced by about 90-95%, which was magic.

Concert Poster, Rolling Stones at the Cow Palace
Concert Poster, Rolling Stones at the Cow Palace

Besides being a modern-day healer-magician who knew the answer to just about anything, Barkley’s knowledge of the Great Pyramid was absolutely astounding. He somehow got a three volume set of Prof. Flinders Petrie’s measurements and comments on the pyramids of the Giza Plateau, which was published in 1883 (5). As a result, Barkley was filled with various astounding information. For example, the height of the pyramid is 5813.0145 inches. Take this number and multiply it by two, multiply that answer by pi and you end up with the length, in days, of our year, 365.242. Then the base diagonals added together equals the length of the precession of the equinox of 25,750 years or something to that effect. It seems the great pyramid embodies in its construction the geometry of the heavens and Barkley could explain all of its wonders to any interested ear. He must have been digging the information up from his subconscious mind from his earlier existences in that time period.

There is much more that could be said concerning Barkley, Arab, some of their friends and other related activities but this is to be a short remembrance by an old friend and fellow cosmic traveler.

On an energetic level the 1960s most definitely put a crack in the Auric egg of the planet Earth. It was a time of tremendous negativity with the protests and ongoing Vietnam War instigated by the illuminati forces on the planet, and yet the higher dimensional spiritual energies shone down upon a darkened planet and animated brilliance in various forms, fashions and flavors in the lives of the beatnik generation which in turn transitioned into the hippie era.

In retrospect, the 60s were an energetic prelude for the ending of the major cosmic creation cycle which approaches as we near 2012 point, the ending of the Mayan calendar. It’s a time prophesied by almost all indigenous people. The breakdown of the old is very much evidenced by the global bankruptcies which are being orchestrated by a handful of illuminati leadership, facilitated by their personal political leaders of the day, much in the same manner as World War I, World War II, the Korean and Vietnam conflicts and our Middle East crisis have been orchestrated into existence and continue to be points of planetary negative infestation.

The saying that “it’s darkest before the dawn” is very true. While Newspeak, doubletalk, spin and lies of deception seem to be the language of the 21st century, there is a surprise in store as the heart, soul and power of the 60s will rebirth itself, manifesting to provide a helping hand to those that need one as we approach ending of the Mayan calendar. That’s the great surprise that the Illuminati have in store for themselves to experience in the near term future. The old is getting ready to be replaced by the new.

Crucifixion II
Crucifixion II

Footnotes:

(1) http://www.geocities.com/Athens/5484/Gibran.htm

(2) http://www.solsticepoint.com/astrologersmemorial/arthur.html

(3) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imperial_Hotel,_Tokyo

(4) http://www.accessgenealogy.com/native/tribes/yurokindianhist.htm

http://www.yuroktribe.org/

(5) http://www.ronaldbirdsall.com/gizeh/petrie/index.htm

Blue Cheer History – http://www.bluecheer.us/archive/bluecheerhistory.htm

Arab’s Album Cover – Outsideinside – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outsideinside

Allen ‘Gut’ Terk – http://www.bluecheer.us/archive/gut.htm

2nd picture down -Gut & Eric Albronda – http://www.bluecheer.us/archive/bluecheerphotos03.htm

Arab – http://www.bluecheer.us/archive/arab.htm

6 thoughts on “The Legend of the Mad Arab

  1. Fred Liebes

    Arab and Barkley and “the gypsies” lived with me in about 1969 at the Villa in San Geronimo. Is either of them still alive? I have an original painted sculpture by Arab. The mother of my now 45 year old son was one of the gypsies.

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  2. Ben

    Barclay is my father. I never met Arab I was born in the 70’s. Thank you for sharing this much of it i had never heard before.

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  3. Rick Ralston

    Fascinating! Thanks for all the details. I went to Montebello High School with Gary. When we met, he showed me a 1950 Ford that he had pin striped in fine straight lines from the grill, over the roof and trunk. As an artist, I was impressed. He showed me how to use an airbrush and paint monsters and hot rods on sweatshirts in the style of Ed “Big Daddy” Roth. We did that all summer long in Avalon, Santa Catalina Island in 1960 & 1961. I took my airbrush to Hawaii in 1962 and turned hand-painted shirts into the first screen printed T shirt shop and a 65 store chain called Crazy Shirts. I saw Gary only a few times after that.
    Rick Ralston

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    1. Bill Irvin

      Rick. Just saw your post. Gary was a car guy. He always had cool cars. When I was in Los Angeles he had a 1957 Chevy 2 door wagon. It was a racing car push car. He had installed a teak deck for the floor of the car. With the caulk lines and borders, varnished. LT-1 Engine, 4 speed, chrome rims. He loved it. I worked for Jackson Browne at his recording studio. Jackson had a 1969 Chevelle Convertible that had lots of miles and wear. Jackson wanted it painted. Jackson, Daryl and Gary chose the color. Green in the sun, grey/blue in the shade. He stripped it to bare metal, space shuttle primer, and amazing paint quality. T-shirts One evening I was heading to a Grateful Dead show, asked Gary to come along. Nope, but wait a minute. He runs in his back room, puts a shirt on a holder, and airbrushes a big fly, with a skull body. Dead Fly! he laughs.

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  4. Bill Irvin

    I have many thoughts about Arab. The thought at the moment is to Eric whom put this page together. It is a small circle that know Gary Finnoe’s art, and fewer, as time passes that knew what a unique guy he was. Thanks Eric for keeping his name around. And another round to the fucking scumbag thief that made off with many of his paintings, while he lay dying, and his Mother took a nap. I know who you are. And his family, that ended up with what was left, thinking they were going to get rich, make a killing. Karma has no statute of limitations. Like Art Theft.

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