Hmm…The shape of this super-secret government plane, developed by DARPA, seems suspiciously like that of the triangular “UFOs” that have been reported for some years now. Any connection?
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Belgian “Triangle”From Wilhelm Reich
“Am I a space man? Do I belong to a new race on Earth, bred by men from outer space in embraces with Earth women? Are my children offspring of the first interplanetary race? Has the melting-pot of interplanetary society already been created on our planet, as the melting-pot of all Earth nations was established in the U.S. A. 190 years ago? Or does this thought relate to things to come in the future? I request my right and privilege to have such thoughts and ask such questions without being threatened to be jailed by any administrative agency of society.”
UFO Believers Gather at Mountain in France to Await Apocalypse
I wonder what “channeled” messages inspired this mass exodus? Apparently, 20,000 some odd New Agers are gathering to await DOOMSDAY on December 21st. They also believe that a race of alien beings resides in this strange French mountain, which is said to have inspired Close Encounters’ final sequence. In an interesting side-note, both the Nazis AND the Mossad are said to have held excavations there.
Will the saucers of the Hollow Earth arrive in time to save the faithful? Check the book When Prophecy Fails. The Ultraterrestrials nearly always lie and confabulate about this sort of thing, going all the way back to the Millerites (who became the Seventh Day Adventists). When nothing happens, a lot of people will simply readjust the prophetic date, and go on believing the same tripe in an altered form. Of course, up until that point, we may get suicides, ala the “Heaven’s Gate” cult. This is what the French government is really worried about: mass suicides. It might happen.
The Oldest Trick in the Galaxy? (Midwest UFOs Excerpt)
Is it the oldest trick in the galaxy, to control Humankind and breed us out like cattle, for whatever purposes? Is it the machinations of sinister Grays and Reptilians? Is our government in cahoots with them at some secret level? Or are they the simple watchful denizens of another planet, simply keeping an eye on the store until the time is required of them, as in the channeled predictions from so many “Space Brothers,” to arrive in their fleet of ships and save us from catastrophic Earth changes and global upheavals? Or, as a third alternative, are they the denizens of some dimension close to our own, some alternate Earth that could be affected, just as surely as we are affected, by our propensity to wage war and destroy the ecosystem? Perhaps they are, as Jacques Vallee has posited, simply the agents of a control system we cannot, with our limited minds, yet grasp.
Or perhaps they are simply ONE mind, ONE consciousness, manifesting itself in bizarre and striking patterns (crop circles, cattle mutilations, weird lights in the sky), in a ceaseless attempt to communicate with its inferiors, in much the same way we must seem pretty bizarre to insects and lower life forms…John Keel believed this, and I can’t say he was entirely off the mark.
Perhaps it is all of them, some combination of things that is so unlikely, so mathematically improbable, that the sheer fact of its existence in our reality would blow our minds. Perhaps we have extraterrestrials, inner-terrestrials, ultra-terrestrials, ad infinitum…perhaps life exists in such strange, obscure forms, in so many weird crevices of what we consider to be “real,” that the sheer scope of it is enough to crash the finely-tuned computer we call the human brain. Just watching the excellent French documentary Microcosmos, which deals with insect life, should be enough to convince anyone that life is varied, strange, brilliant, breathtaking–not more bizarre than we imagine, but more bizarre than we can imagine.
So what have I learned?
Answer: Nothing.
There is no “final secret,” I think, to unraveling this mystery. The human mind is finite, but the UFO question touches on the Infinite, unseating our deepest, most cherished notions of what is real and unreal, possible and impossible, reality and myth.
There is a line from a song in the film Microcosmos, a high, haunting line sung by a child. “Open your eyes,” it says, “before you die.” That’s what I’ve been trying to do with this book, to open my eyes before it is too late, to come out of the closet of denial I’ve been in for over twenty years, and to finally, in much the same way that Whitley Strieber has, face the alien, “other” that has been with me, in one form or another, since I was a child.
Do UFOs come from other planets?
Are they from other dimensions?
Are they angels?
Are they demons?
I don’t know.
And, what’s more, I don’t think it really matters.
They’re here.
They’re real.
And they have their vision of the future, much as we have ours.
Now, the question is: Whose vision will it be?
It Glows in the Dark!
I know you’ve heard every damn UFO story there is to tell, but maybe this is one you actually haven‘t heard. It’s not told often, so here goes:
Bub was plugging his wife from hell to breakfast, having just returned home from a hunting trip in the Alleghenies one summer evening in October of 1896. He came home rangier than a polecat dipped in prairie shit, and when he greased up his power tool with a fistful of lard (after dropping his bib overalls and long johns and telling the missy to “get her tail feathers over here!”), he plunged as deep as his withered old balls would allow, straight up to the hilt and back again.
The little woman, who had lifted her dusty old skirt with a wink and a shudder, moaned and began to bounce back and forth on his pikestaff, just as happy as a clam. The two of them were getting worked up to a good lather when, suddenly, out of the clear blue, they could hear a weird, warbling, whining whistle come “like knobby tires on a wet pavement,” streaking out from overhead. They moaned and groaned and huffed and puffed, but they stopped because, out of the window, they could see something streak out of the sky.
“Tar nation!” cried Bub. “I think it’s one of them thar meteors, Ma!”
“Well, I’ll declare,” cried Bub’s wife, “it sure as shit picked a good time to come along and interrupt us!”
They heard a tremendous crash through the trees, and saw a bright orange glow that they greatly feared was fire. Bub got his overalls back up and buttoned, and the missus went to fetch a pail of water. They both headed out the front door onto the porch, across the yard and into the nearby woods.
There were tree branches broken and flattened, burned grass, and Bub could plainly see that something heavy had come down close by. Then he smelled the smoke, and following his nose, lead the wife straight down an old path through the trees, finally coming upon the smoking crater that had been punched into the ground from above.
Bub cautiously scooted to the side of the crater, his eyes watering from the smoke and stink. Below, he could see a great round stone, glowing orange from heat and intense light, and he could hear a weird hissing.
“Oh my gracious sakes alive, Ma! It sure as shit’s a meteor alright. And landed right smack dab on our property, too. Say, wonder what they’d pay for it up at the college?”
Ma was less than thrilled with the find.
“Lord don’t it ever stink! Like tar and sulfur and hogshit all rolled up into one.”
Suddenly, they both could hear a weird sort of banging and clanging, like metal being moved around and scraped along a floor. Then, to their amazement, a door blew open in the side of the thing! They ran back from the edge of the crater, their hands over their mouths (and Ma’s other hand over her eyes), and, below them, a weird figure covered in hair seemed to emerge from the doorway in the meteor.
He looked like a gorilla with red eyes. He was a little fellow with long arms and fingers, staggering a bit. Otherwise, he was the very spitting image of a hairy ape man.
Bub wished badly that he had brought his gun with him, but hadn’t thought he would need it. (After all, why would you need to shoot a meteor?) Instead of running, though, the two of them stood stock-still in amazement as the strange creature (Bub just KNEW it was a bonafide Martian) climbed up out of the pit with its hairy claws, stood swaying on its feet as if it had just drunk a gallon of sour mash, uttered a strange word, grabbed its throat, and keeled over dead. Bub and his wife just stood there in amazement.
“It’s a Martian, Ma! I’ll be hogtied and dipped in gopher shit if that ain’t a bonafide, honest-to-goodness, dad-blamed man from Mars!”
Ma sighed. She wiped her hands on her aprons, and crept toward the body, which already seemed to be turning a weird, ashy grey.
“Yeah, but what good is he now? He’s dead.”
Bub was too excited to be put down.
“Still good, Ma! Still good! Why, a fella would pay a pretty penny to get his first glimpse of a Martian, dead or alive. C’mon, help me get him to the house. We’ll pickle him in an old barrel and sell him to the highest bidder!”
He wasn’t hard to carry between them. As a matter of fact, he was damn light. They took him back to the cabin, laid him out on an old bunk, and Bub went to fetch a barrel and some moonshine (to preserve the body), while Ma went to fetch dinner. (Carrying dead Martians around, she observed, made a body hungry.)
Ma wasn’t the only one thinking of dinner, however. That old dog Samson hadn’t been fed yet that day, and he was mighty hungry. He went rustling around in the yard for scraps, but found he was coming up bare. In time, he was joined by another neighborhood cur, and then another. The three dogs commiserated for a moment, then one of them sniffed the air and said, “Say fellas, I think I smell something over at the Johnson place, smells like chicken.”
The others sniffed.
“Yankee Pot Roast,” said Samson.
“Rabbit stew,” said the third cur.
The three of them crept to the door of the Johnson cabin. Ma was at the cook stove slaving away, not paying a bit of attention. The three dogs skittered across the floor to the old bunk, where the Martian was laid out in quiet repose.
They sniffed at him. They decided that, indeed, he did smell like chicken.
They suddenly fell upon the corpse, devouring it like it was a rare, wonderful piece of meat. Ma turned from the cook stove, put her hands to her head, and cried out, just as Bub came through the door, hefting an old barrel of moonshine. He dropped it, went for his gun, cried, “God damned dogs! I’ll teach you to ruin a perfectly good Martian!”
The mangy curs skittered across the floor haphazardly, before taking to the yard. One of them was grazed by a round of buckshot, but escaped otherwise unscathed.
Inside, all was havoc, as Bub looked at the bed and raged. The foulest language you ever heard escaped his lips, and he bemoaned his sorry fate; that he was born, apparently, to always have bad luck in the end.
“All ruined! All ruined! All that good money down the drain! Nobody ain’t gonna pay a penny for that mess of slops!”
Indeed, the Martian was now a gory, mangled mess of entrails, all spread across the old bunk in a haphazard fashion. It looked like somebody had dynamited a raspberry pie filled with pig innards.
Ma, more thoughtful than Bub, stood there a moment as if in shock, and then said, “Well, what about the damn meteorite itself? That landed on OUR property. Might someone not pay a pretty penny or two to have a look at that?”
Suddenly Bub brightened up.
“Sure Ma! Why, that’s good thinking! We’ll go on down there and have another look at that meteor. Probably cooled off a great deal by now. Maybe take a couple of oxen to pull it back here! Whew! That’s just the ticket!”
Then suddenly Bub grew serious, and his voice lowered, as he said, “Say, Ma, you don’t reckon there’s any more of them Martian fellows hiding in that there meteor, do ya? Perhaps I better take my gun.”
“Perhaps you better.”
And with that they both left.
***
They walked back through the crushed grass and the broken branches, to the still-smoking crater, and peered down at the large, rock-like object in the center. It seemed big enough for two, maybe three people to sit in comfortably.
Cautiously, Bub climbed down the side of the crater, carefully holding his rifle out in front of him, while Ma followed at a respectful distance.
They came to the door in the meteor. Bub looked inside. The sun was setting, but, inside, he fancied he could see what looked to be shiny knobs and controls in the murky darkness. He stepped through the doorway cautiously; Ma followed.
Suddenly the door slammed shut.
“My word, it sure is dark in here,” said Bub.
The object lifted off, shot into the sky, and headed for worlds unknown.
***
Sheriff Smutz clomped around the floor of the old cabin, his face contorted into a pickled grimace. Boy, didn’t the gory offal on that bunk stink to high heaven! His deputy, Andy, came in from the yard.
The Sheriff put his pipe in his mouth, turned, lit a match, lit the pipe, and said, “Need something to cover the stink. Any sign of the Johnsons?”
Andy shook his head.
“No Sheriff. Looks like they clean disappeared. But, Sheriff, looks like something weird done crashed out in the woods, out yonder, something heavy. Big. Tree branches are broken, and grass is crushed and burnt up and whatnot.”
Sheriff Smutz considered. He waved his hand at the gory mess drying on the old bunk. “Any idea what this stinking stuff is?”
Deputy Andy shook his head, said, “Not a clue, Sherriff. But it smells just about like those three dogs I found out at the edge of the yard. Man, I’ve seen some mangy, sick-looking mutts in my time, but these three have to take the cake.”
The Sheriff raised his eyebrows.
“Dogs?”
“Sure. Three of ‘em. All look about half-starved. They’re all sick as hell, throwing up and shitting all over the place. And their shit smells like what’s on that bed. And I’ll tell you another thing, Sheriff.”
“What’s that?”
Andy drew close, and his voice fell to a near-whisper, although Sheriff Smutz couldn’t figure out exactly why.
“Something mighty strange is a-going on around here, boss, and it ain’t just that weird thing what’s crashed out in the woods. Now, I seen dog shit, and I seen dog shit, but, for the life of me, I ain’t NEVER seen no dog shit quite like this before.”
“Really? How so?”
“Well, boss, I know you been around the block a time or two, but I don’t think even you could tell me you’ve ever seen dog shit that glows in the goddamn dark!”
We Met the Space People
Note: The following was found at the Internet Sacred Text Archive. It is an old “contactee” account from two women in the Midwest, and is, predictably, full of laughable details. (UFOnauts that play shuffleboard?) John Keel theorized in one of his books (can’t remember which) that contactees may have been drugged or hypnotized by UFOnauts to believe they may have had these wild adventures, when something else (perhaps something awful) was truly happening to them. At any rate, here is the pamphlet, which is in Public Domain.
We Met the Space People
By Helen and Betty Mitchell
(1959)
Helen’s Story
It all began when my sister, Betty, and I were in a downtown St. Louis coffee shop. We had been shopping and had stopped off to get a coke and refresh ourselves. While in the coffee shop we were approached in a very mannerly way by two gentlemen dressed in grey suits, who managed to interrupt into our private conversation. As they spoke to us we found that they were from a huge mother-craft orbiting the planet Earth, and that their names were Elen and Zelas. They told us that we had been very closely watched by the Space People for the last eight years, and that our progress had been noted off and on from the time of our birth. Betty and I were both inclined to think that someone was playing a silly joke on us and we laughed when they told us this, but they were not laughing and were serious and stern. We were strangely shocked, however, when they told us of a few incidents in our childhood that no one could have possibly known except the family. They told us that we had been selected as contacts by the people of space to serve as channels through which they could give certain information to Earth, and that we had been carefully watched, as I stated before. They told us of the reasons why the space people were coming to Earth and that they were here to guide Earth along the lines of Brotherhood and Science.
We were very much amazed at their words, and we noted particularly the kindness and warmth that shone in their eyes. With a single glance from them we seemed to sense the vast wisdom and brotherhood which they must have lived among. After talking with us for a little over two hours they left and told us they would contact us again, but it was not until a week later that we were impelled to again return to the same coffee shop.
When we entered the door we again saw one of the Space Brothers, and he gave us instructions at that time for building a device whereby we could contact the Space People. His instructions were explicit and precise, for he warned us that unless we placed every piece of the device in the proper place we would not be able to contact them with it. We were not allowed to take the drawn diagram of the device with us, But we had to remember it as it was explained to us. When we obtained the proper pieces for the device we constructed it when we returned home, and were happy to find the results were satisfactory. We were amazed when we tuned in on the mother craft and spoke with the same person we had earlier seen. We were also allowed to speak with the commander of the craft, who at that time was known as Alna. In the following six months we spoke many times with the space people through the device, and received much information about their homes, sciences and craft.
In November of ’57 I was alone in downtown St. Louis on business when I was again contacted by the space people and at their request went with them by automobile into Illinois where we drove to a heavily wooded area. There, I was told, was where they landed when they had business or contacts to make in St. Louis. Settled back behind an old barn was a circular craft that I judged to be approximately nine feet in height, and about 38 feet in diameter. It had a domed top, but no portholes. The sliding door was open and there was a uniformed operator sitting at the controls.
I was nervous although I knew no harm would come for me, and I was visibly shaking, but Zelas only smiled as though to reassure me. The flight to the mother craft took approximately 15 minutes, and I was told the magnetism of the small craft would not affect my watch since it would be balanced by the magnetism of my own body. However, while in the mother craft the magnetism of it caused my watch for stop, and it was de-magnetized in a small machine before I left.
Inside the mother craft we entered the huge receiving room for the smaller craft. There were many huge machines in this room, and there were also many other uniformed men standing around obviously working upon the machines or moving them about. They glanced at us when we entered, but then returned to their work as before. The hall that we entered was softly lit and was curved both at the ceiling and comers. We entered the first room to the right which appeared to be a room for relaxing. There were divans and contoured chairs with white upholstering that had a thread or design of a golden hue woven in it. The room was meticulous and vast, and as I stood observing the beauty of it three uniformed men approached us. Their uniforms were of a blue-gray color with a slight metallic look, and I learned the jodphur type boots they wore were actually attached to the uniforms, and were not a separate piece of apparel. The uniforms were soft to the touch and the texture of velvet. I was then introduced to three men and learned that one was Alna, the commander of all craft operation upon Earth. Alna spoke with a very heavy accent, and was much darker than any of the others. His skin had a high bronze tint to it, as compared with the lighter complexions of the others.
From this room I was shown the control section where I was told our calls were received when we operated our device. Here they placed a call through to our telephone in St. Louis by adjusting a series of dials, and I was allowed to speak with Betty and tell her that I was with the Brothers. I was also shown a scope similar to a television screen, the only difference being this was at a slight elevation on the control counter, instead of standing up at eye level or in a box type cabinet which our television sets consist of. This scope could obviously reflect any particular building or house that the space people desired to observe, and when I looked at the scope when Alna requested me to do so, I could see the inside areas of my home and could see my sister, mother and the children moving about. It was as though the entire roof had been removed and only the walls remained of the house. When I asked them how this was done, they explained that the first set of vibrations that left the roof were erased and the vibrations of the furniture and people inside were received on the scope, and therefore it appeared as though the instruments in the control section were actually looking through the building.
From this section we entered another much larger control section and I watched other uniformed men going about their work with much deftness and swiftness. I was told then that we were going to dine, and when we entered the dining area it appeared as a vast empty room. However, tables and chairs rose from the floor section, and I dined with them after humbly and respectfully listening to a prayer Alna said in the Universal Tongue.
The food consisted of three different types, and a drink similar to apricot nectar was enjoyed. There was little conversation during the meal, and when all had almost finished Alna told me I could witness a dance performed by two of the Space Brothers. This dance was most unusual and fast, during which the two men passed a small object from one to the other, sometimes throwing it in the air and catching if before it fell upon the floor. I expressed my thanks to Alna for allowing me to see this, and when we left the dining area we moved down the hall to what obviously was an entertainment room where the Brothers spent many relaxing hours. Many men were in the room, some sitting at tables and others playing a game similar to our Shuffleboard. I was asked if I would like to try the game, and after watching Alna I understood simply how it was done.
A round colored disc about four inches in diameter was placed on the floor in a particular square, and by mind power alone the disc was to move across the floor to another particular square. This section of the floor was electrically charged and receptive to the thought waves leaving a person’s mind. Alna took a blue disc that was handed to him and placed it on the floor causing it to move a considerable distance. Then I was handed a red disc and asked to try. I was doubtful if it would work for me, and the only thing I could think of was to silently command the disc to “Go.” I was amazed when the disc moved slowly up the floor, but quite some distance from that of Alna’s. When I glanced at my watch and noticed it had stopped, it brought Alna’s attention and he said for this time he felt I should not be held up longer from my other activities, and that a second trip would be longer. It was then that he took my watch and placed it in a small machine in the first control section and then set it for me, obtaining the proper time from a scope that contained many symbols and crossed lines on it.
Then with Zelas and Benen I returned to the craft receiving room and entered again a smaller craft with them. I do not know exactly what series of air locks the craft enter and leave the mother craft, but there was a large dark section upon the floor in the receiving room and as we entered the smaller craft to leave Zelas pointed it out and told me that was area where the craft left. The trip back was quick and short, and as we drove back to St. Louis I recounted in my mind all the things I had seen. Being alone, I wanted to be able to tell anyone else as much as I could; however, we decided that we would not then tell everyone else of our experiences until we had enough information to relay to the public. Last year at Buck’s Convention we were called upon to speak, but we were neither prepared nor expecting that we would be called upon for a speech. I did, however, say a few words and since that time we have delivered several lectures to various groups.
A few weeks later we were contacted by the Brothers and were told that the Martian Council had requested us to speak of the powerful effects of the A and H bombs and also the future of those responsible for their evil. When we were told these requests we asked, for information to give Earth’s people, and the following is what they gave us. It was prepared by one of the Brothers known as Sigt. I will go directly into his message and then would like to take up a subject that many people have questioned us about such subjects as evil flying saucers and evil space people, also strange phenomena that seem to defy natural law will be spoken of. Now, I would like to give you Sigt’s message:
“Earth’s scientists are creating around planet Earth the most deadly condition to material man than ever. The explosions of the A and H bombs are placing the residue particles of radioactivity into all the materials of Earth. Each human being upon Earth now carries a certain degree of radioactivity in their bones and systems. Why should it be significant to hear of this when you cannot see the radioactivity, nor hear it as it does much destructive work?
“In the advanced laboratories of Mars we have proved the destructibility of such uncontrolled energy. Radioactivity drops, upon the grass, buildings and people after being carried by the air currents around an explosion. This energy is in minute particles that have the effect of deterioration to the molecules of all material things. This radioactivity settles around an object or body and penetrates the outer area of the surface or skin. What does radioactivity look like you may wonder.
“As an explanation, many of you have seen small dust spirals along the streets or in a dusty area that swirl around and around in circles that then seem to disappear. Radioactivity has the same effect and looks very similar as it settles around a body. The small particles are caught up in a swirling counter-clockwise motion that causes them to be driven down into the surface of the body cells. This energy, once inside the body, offsets the balance of the normal cell and causes it to become either agitated into more activity as it tries to cast back out of the system, or else the radioactivity attacks cells that are already weakened by illness, and immediately sets up a destruction of them.
“When this new activity occurs in a normal cell a powerful microscope would reveal the atomical structure of the cell is creating a counter offensive action that is clockwise as compared to the counter-clockwise motion of the radioactivity. When this occurs, there is eventually a breaking down of the cell’s motion, for as the explosions of the A and H bombs continue the action of the radioactivity is strengthened by this and overpowers the clockwise motion of the body cells that are attempting to throw off the radioactivity. Thus, the body cells are forced to become activated in the same manner. This creates a drawing together or construction of the cells and creates abnormal conditions and illnesses. As the radioactivity increases the rate of motion increases around each body living on Earth. This changes the cell formation and in the next generation this inherent condition is accentuated by the accumulated mass of more radioactivity. In the second and third generations these changes are visible as definite deformations of the body, and this in turn, if not controlled, will lead to a generation of mutants.
“What does radioactivity sound like? I will try to explain. Many people are receptive to certain high vibratory sounds that are derived from the atomic explosions, and are the elemental changes in the atmospheres of Earth. These high pitched sounds are very serious, for they can almost pierce the very soul consciousness, and cause changes there. The consciousness of Man is being affected every day by these vibrations that these explosions have created, and unless these are altered or until the explosions of this nature are stopped the Mind of Man will be changed in drastic measures. Some of these notes can cause a perfectly healthy person to develop a fatal illness, some can affect the mental processes terribly, other of these vibrations, if not altered within the consciousness of the individual, can cause one to commit acts that otherwise would not be done. But most serious indeed are the changes in the! atomical structures of the atmospheres of Earth. Here the greatest battle of all is arising. The Earth wants to separate with this activity, but the consciousnesses of the higher evolved here upon Earth and in Space are preventing this, until Earth can adjust.
“How can you stop this from happening? The answer is simply stop the unnecessary tests of these bombs. For those who maintain it is necessary to show the military strength, we can only say what strength is there to be shown that deprives the people, vegetation and animals of a perfectly beautiful and attainable future otherwise. Is it truly possible that the deceivability of such destructive weapons can replace sane, sound actions of better living? It is necessary now for the Space People living upon Earth to take protective measures or otherwise suffer the same effects from radio activity as the citizens. It is not possible for us to give Earth’s people enough of the protectors without the co-operation of the governments, and such cooperation is at present unattainable. The continuance of these tests are affecting all responsible for them, and if one accepts reincarnation as an answer it would be definitely seen why no one here or responsible for these tests would want to re-live again in mutated bodies of the future generations. If reincarnation be unacceptable to the average person, then the knowledge that these tests are mutating their children and their children’s children should be sufficient reason for stopping them. Our warning to Earth is cease your tests and save your future.”
What the Space People are trying to make clear in this message and many others similar to this is that Earth is now in a most perilous situation, and faces self-destruction of humanity. In the two years we have contacted the Brothers they have been concerned and talked most frequently about the destructibility of the A and H bomb. Speaking of this destruction, the questions I mentioned earlier come to my mind, and that is concerning the evil flying saucers and evil space people.
First, we must consider the evidence presented. There have been saucers that were reported as having a negative effect upon people by burning them or causing nausea, etc. And in some instances there have been cases reported where people have been assaulted by beings that have emerged from some saucers and actually attacked them. The descriptions of these beings have been generally of a small type of people who were unusually crafty or mischievous and who actually grasp people and attempted to drag them into their craft. Where do these beings come from, and why are they entering this system? No doubt most of you will agree there is a tremendous battle going on between the good and the bad, which concerns all thoughts, actions and influences. From thousands of years ago to the present age this battle between right and wrong has been waged against civilization and has balanced first in favor of the good and righteous, and then turning and swaying in favor of the wicked or evil. This strange course of events has been necessary for certain conditions to prevail upon Earth, so that beneficial results would come about. The devastating bubonic plague that swept Europe in the Dark Ages was indeed a terrible thing and was judged to be just that by the people, but this negative condition actually paved the way for more sanitary conditions. All evil will give way to the good, and all wrong has a right.
The space people that have negative qualities about them are coming from farther space systems, although I do not wish to imply that all space craft from farther systems is evil. Many of the craft from farther systems are very good and are also trying to help Earth; however, it is only those certain evil systems that we should consider when I say those from a farther system than our own. It is these negative beings who are here for the purpose of actually taking people from Earth to indoctrinate them with their ideas, so they in turn will cause confusion and disturbances upon the planet. The true purpose behind this is to prevent harmony and peace, for they are in alliance with those beings living in Earth, who themselves will be forced to leave Earth when peace and brotherhood is completed. The gains that these negative people obtain from their alliance with those other negatives in Earth is not known by us, but it must be quite profitable for them to engage so actively against the Space Brothers who are trying to help Earth. The Space Brothers who are trying to help Earth have to contend with these craft and beings from other less desirable systems, and also have to contend with the disbelieving masses of people who either do not know of the need for harmony and peace or those who do not want to listen to their urgent requests. The job of the Space Brothers is not easy, for it is necessary to prepare the people of Earth to accept their existence, and also to guide them in proper understanding so that peace and co-existence will be possible.
Many people seem to feel that the negative beings are only from planet Earth and consists only of those fallen angels who were cast out of heaven by a Supreme Command from the Most High. Many can quote the proper passages of the Bible and prove that there are fallen angels living here on Earth, who cause the necessary confusion and evil which we here must live among. There are those intelligences of superior powers whom we would call fallen angels living in Earth, but it is not wholly from them that the evil or bad flying saucers come. As you look up into the sky at night you see multitudes of stars, planets and suns moving on in beautiful orbits. However, if you could move out through space and watch the barbarous conditions that exist upon some of these stars you would be shocked. There are some systems advanced in scientific accomplishments to the degree of mastery over space, but those systems have advanced in science alone and have little spiritual advancement. They come here to Earth and to other planets in farther systems to form alliance with those intelligences who will provide them the necessary fulfillment of their evil desires and wishes.
Planet Earth is now visited by such craft, whose occupants live and profit from the unrest and disharmony present. Who can truly say what percent of our actions are fueling these beings with necessary materials and profit. What these profits are cannot be said by us, for only each one of us in our own understanding can know in Truth what their actions consist of that could be used as a fuel by the negative ones. These negatives can present very good arguments and can deceive the unwary in many ways. Their goal is to conquer and own, without any concern how they do it. They may use one form of attraction one time and another the next. Now, how, you probably think, do we know about this. I can only say that many times, more than we have recorded or remembered, we have been interrupted in our attempts to contact the Brothers by means of our device, and then encounter the beamed transmission of a negative craft. In many instances these beings have mocked our efforts and have belittled the Brothers and us. Other times they have lied and said they were the M-4 Section of Mars and they had a message for us from the Council, and that we were to say such-and-such or else we were to stop speaking altogether. Patience is a good way to win with their persistence, for they cannot persist too long without getting angry and revealing themselves. Once we were interrupted by them and told flatly who they were and what they wanted us to do. They asked us to prepare a book for them and expose the whole untruth connected with the story of the fallen angels. This book was to be delivered by one of their very advanced minds, and to be created in manuscript form by us and offered for publication.
Please notice that I said this book was to be done in this manner at their request. We refused to do as asked by them, and burned the first few sections of their story when it was delivered to us. From that time up to the present we have been interrupted only occasionally, and then their attitudes have not been quite as demanding. We refuse to have anything to do with this type of beings and wish to serve only those of goodness and light.
The subject of negative beings can be connected directly with much unusual phenomena that seems to be completely contrary to natural law. However, nothing can defy the absolute laws that God created, but many of these laws are simply not known nor understood by millions of people. The percentages of people who can manipulate these laws is very few. As said before, many beings of a negative nature do live in Earth, and there are some of these who have the power to do unusual things. Many times strange phenomena have been noted to take place, such as objects moving freely in the air; articles appearing and disappearing; solid objects passing through walls, door, etc. The number of unusual happenings are numberless. Many of these happenings are due to the mischievous minds of negative beings, who merely change the molecular polarity of the structure of an object and cause it to pass through the air as though defying gravity. Truly such an object is moving freely through space, but only due to the natural law of gravity.
If an object such as a glass contains the positive polarity of mass, then the earth below it is of a negative polarity. Merely by changing the positive polarity of the glass to a negative polarity it will cause the glass to push away from the earth which is also of a negative polarity. The law of a magnet can be applied to this simple demonstration, for “Like polarities repel, and unlike polarities attract.” Two negative polarities will push away from each other, whereas two polarities of different natures will cling to each other. Thus, gravity, or more simply said, polarity controls such unusual demonstrations. It does, however, take a very great Will Power to command such objects to move. Nothing can be done outside of natural law. Misapplied power and nonsense must still obey the laws of God, for nothing can be outside of His Laws. An important thing, however, is that not all unusual happenings are the result of negative beings, but much of it is unknowingly set into motion by the minds of Earth people, who happen to set into motion the law of polarity and gravity.
I would like at this time to dispense with the subject of negative things, and like to direct your thoughts to something of a more affirmative nature. I would like to give you a little of the prophecy for Earth that the Brothers gave us. However, at no time do the Space People or Betty and I want you to think that these prophecies are definitely what will happen to Earth. The Brothers told us that these things would happen only if Earth follows the path of advancement that she had been doing before the explosions of so many bombs. These explosions could alter these conditions very much, for as the Brothers said, these explosions are altering the atmospheres and materials for Earth. It is from man’s past actions and advancement that these prophecies are derived, and it is from this that the future is formed. Thus prophecy can change and 10 years from now these same prophecies could be wrong, but only if Earth’s people continue with the A and H bomb explosions and if a series of serious battles and conflicts result upon Earth.
As for the prophecies themselves, the Space People tell us that Earth will have an axis change, and that this will cause America to become warmer and certain parts of Europe to become colder. This axis change should come about slowly and be a gradual thing, and will be if nature is left alone; however, there are certain people who wish to bring about this change too quickly. As for the manner of clothes people will be wearing upon Earth in the future we will see that the men will wear clothes that have a tighter fit, whereas the women will wear looser and longer dresses. The homes will change with the circular home being preferred. There will be a screened dome top to the homes, which will open to let in the air. Lighting will be from the walls and a circular rim around the ceiling. This lighting will be automatic and adjust itself to the proper brightness. All power for the kitchen, laundry, heating and lighting will be provided by small individual units in each home that is inexpensive to operate. The countryside will be beautiful, for all wires, telephone poles and power stations will disappear, along with the billboards and other unsightly scenes.
The entire mind of man will enlarge in spiritual growth, for unmoral books, shows and entertainments will be revised to teach Truth. Television will be the greatest channel for Truth to reach the minds of the people. As the mind of man changes to higher thoughts, so, too, will much of the material requirements change. And it will come to pass when the dietary habits of man will also change. No longer will slaughter houses be seen, for the eating of meat will diminish. It will not entirely disappear, but the vast slaughter of animals will cease. Earth will cease to have epidemics of disease, and therefore newer systems of laboratories will appear. Illness itself will be an individual thing, and will be corrected, quickly and safely in the laboratories. What more can we ask for, for doesn’t this sound like Earth could be a beautiful place? There is more–much more–but time does not permit me to enlarge on all the prophecies for Earth. Among the many things to happen, Earth will also have space flight, and will enjoy the companionship of the Space People. When Earth has risen to this height of advancement space flight will become a common thing, and Earth’s people will then perhaps go out and serve other less fortunate planets, just as the Space People are serving Earth now.
There are only a few more things I would like to mention and they are concerning a question which has been asked of us. A few months ago Betty and I announced that we were publicly withdrawing from actively speaking. But since that time an erroneous idea has sprung up that perhaps we had been shut-up by the Three Men in Black. We would like to clarify this, for we have not been visited by anyone who threatened us, and we were temporarily withdrawing from the saucer field for personal reasons. These reasons were due to certain changes we were going to make, and one was due to the fact that I was going to leave for France. However, different plans have been formed and I am not going to leave for France; therefore, we will be available at times for lectures and speeches.
Betty’s Account
When Helen and I made our Preparations to go to a UFO convention we felt It would be interesting to get as much direct Information as we could from the Space Brothers, so when we contacted them we asked if there were any definite statements they had to give us. We received a lot of information from the M-4 Section on Mars and Helen presented it in her earlier comments (above), but we also contacted the Planet Venus and received much interesting information from a Venusian called Tregon. I would like to read his message for you, which we received just a few days before we came down here, so without any further comment at this time I will quote the message from Tregon of Venus:
“Often the revised facts of Earth’s history come to our attention, for the credibility of the human mind is filled with much misrepresentations. As our sciences developed on Venus we were able to devise machines capable of picking up the past actions of history and by a series of transformers create the scenes and sounds of unforgotten history. Many scenes that have been completed on Planet Earth have been viewed, and it is with understanding that we realize the means of recording for Earthman were inadequate. Barriers of language and habits prevent the Interpreters from knowing what ancient man meant by his words and phrases which he left as a record of his deeds and actions. Languages that have long since ceased being spoken or learned create much of the present man’s difficulty in comprehending what his ancestors meant by certain symbols and figures. The present stage of man cannot possibly know what was in the thoughts of the ancient man, who left as a record chipped symbols and signs upon rock and marble. The dead languages of the past create the insurmountable barrier, for it was thus the purpose and plan of the Creator to prevent the understanding of certain tribes. When the decree was given to have the tribes split and the languages differ upon Earth it was for the purpose of veiling the darkness from the untrained mind of the evolving souls living on Earth. Thus the sealing up of ignorance and the fallen angels began.
“As history proceeded the decrees of those possessing the wisdom of darkness grew until they recorded much false history that glorified their deeds. The sons and daughters of man had learned the wisdom of entering heaven, but falsely used the illumination they gained and instead of living according to the proper laws they built and obtained material creations to satisfy their bodies. Thus the spiritual advancement of man was prevented from properly developing, and the decree of severance and chaotic thought filled the Earth. Much time passed before this was completed, for it was from Venus that the messengers came to start these changes. Changes came and flooded the Earth and the separation of people began. Through these many years the Greek civilization came arid passed, leaving it’s imprint with the only means of communication known then, but those of different language found they could not comprehend what the ultimate motive for certain symbols was and as the vast civilization of the Greeks fell into obscurity so, too, did the true meaning of their records. Roman history came also and then left, along with the Egyptian rulers and people; but none of this history is known today in it’s true sense. The language barriers are definite and profoundly confusing to the minds of man who tries to surmount them. Earth man was thus protected from himself by this severance of language, for the wisdom of some historical periods and people would have been destructive. Those people who came to Earth, being sent by the Creator in His wisdom, served to prolong the advancement of man and his material creations, for it was known that Earth man could create anything then that his imagination would reveal.
“Earth man had reached an evolutionary cycle where he responded to the intellectual flash of creation that was born from his mind. He could see mental images of vast material creations inspired by the elevation of his thoughts, and in disobedience to his spiritual growth he sought to satisfy this and create similar effects. Knowing the effect this would have upon the development of his mind the messengers of Venus came to prevent the destructibility of man. The True Creator was no longer exemplified in man’s mind, for it became filled with the material wonders devised in his imagination. The centuries of advancement that Venus had, before, Earth knew the trend of man’s feet, placed her people in a position to see the evil that Earth was committing. Those wicked people who, during the rise of Earth’s own civilizations, had been cast down to Earth were creating monarchies of slavery of Earthman.
“This time in Earth’s history was during the Atlantean period, and the separation of Earthman’s minds was decreed to take place. Those from Venus came, and gave warning to the faithful of Earth, who, unlike the other Atlanteans, followed the laws of the Most High. The story of a man called Noah, in your Holy Book, was one of the faithful who survived this cleansing of Earth. Those unfaithful of Earth who followed the fallen angels were deprived of their powers to control by the division of the Universal Tongue. No longer could one language be understood by another, for the different ones of faith who were saved created various dialects and interpretations at the guidance of the messengers.
“As a means of preserving their might and power the Atlanteans wrote upon stone tablets and inlaid their writings in marble slabs thinking men in the future would look upon his recordings and wonder at their power. Now, their magnificent temples and homes lay beneath the ocean in obscurity, lost forever to the minds of man. The tongues of the Earth are many and varied, for not even two people of the same tongue use exactly the same phrases. It is possible for those of the same tongue to understand each other’s ideas and words, but when one interprets the language of another into their .language some of the true meaning is .lost. This is the diversion of the tribes of man as decreed by the Creator. In the age of the Atlanteans the evils of Earth were ri1ultiplied by the Evil ones who fled from the exploded planet called Lucifer, and who created the same evil on Earth as they had created on their planet. False worships grew and multiplied on Earth at their direction, and the fallen angels of Lucifer lead astray many of Earth’s inhabitants. Seeing this, the wise ones of Venus came to Earth in their craft. Earthmen called these craft “fiery-chariots,” and a “wheel inside a wheel,” another name given to the craft of Venus by Earthmen has been a “cloud.”
“The years of Atlantis saw a growth of intelligent comprehension in man, and it was through this growth that man’s eyes became open to the evils around him. He no longer lived in a world of innocence and obedience, but the people began to follow the evil influences that the fallen ones of heaven had brought with them. Earth was then polluted, and as a new cycle of change in the heavens began the wise ones of Venus came to Earth to warn all to repent, but many did not follow their guidance. Being wholly instructed by the Most High Council the Venusians who came to Earth told the faithful to leave for certain areas, and thus the Bible tells of only the one story of a man called Noah, who with his family built a means of sustaining the change which was to come to Earth. The wicked and evil ones died in the axis change and cataclysms that occurred, while the faithful were saved by proper warning according to the order of the Most High.
“Again now, we watch Earth follow the path of Atlantis. Terrible releasing of energy in bombs is making your Earth a place of desolution. Plants and animals are being scourged by it, and soon even the water will become undrinkable due to the radioactivity of these bomb releases. Our help can only come after a certain length of time has elapsed from the one cataclysm to the next. We can offer our warnings, and guide those who are faithful to certain areas, but we can not ourselves move to stop the tests of the bombs. Earthman brings upon himself unnecessary tribulation. The question of another major war is asked many times by Earth people, and we say that there must not be another war. The Truth in your Holy Book will come to pass, for we see again the evil works Earth does and the Most High Council can rule at any time upon the necessary actions. We repeat, we cannot intervene in your bomb tests, for the will of Earthman must be fulfilled; so, too, must the Law and if such evil actions of man do not change we will lift the chosen people to watch from afar the rest of Earth’s woes. Let those who have ears to hear, let them hear.” Signed, Tregon of Venus.
I have a few comments to make concerning this message from Tregon of Venus, for I was very much interested in knowing of the rise of Earth’s earlier civilizations, particularly the Atlantean. Many people have asked us of this phase in Earth’s history and so it was natural that we would prefer to obtain the Space Brothers’ opinion. So many really important facts are contained in Tregon’s words that I would like to draw your attention to a few in particular.
At the first of his message he said, “. . . the human mind is filled with much misrepresentation.” Then he went on to say how false history is accredited to this misrepresentation, and he explained why this came about. We all know that many of the facts in our history books are based only on a few records and that these could have been hurriedly and falsely written or transcribed. The plain truth that any of the ancient languages cannot be completely understood today is due to the fact that the human mind is divided in it’s wisdom, and that certain knowledge then, does not prevail today. Therefore the present mind cannot possibly understand all the phrases and written symbols that the ancients tried to reveal in their records. Our explorers and archaeologists are now finding and uncovering strange records and symbols that they cannot decipher. A language of symbols was the only way to record the Universal Tongue. The people of ancient Atlantis spoke the Universal Tongue, and as we recall in the message of Tregon, he said that due to evil acts the people and tribes of Atlantis were split and I quote his words, “. . .it was thus the purpose and plan of the Creator to prevent the understanding of certain tribes.” We learned that the fallen angels were the beings who lived on the planet Lucifer, that once was in an orbit between Mars and Jupiter, and that these evil beings fell to Earth after refusing to accept the word of the Most High Council. We can understand why these beings were considered as angels and why they are considered as falling from heaven to Earth. At the time of Atlantis the beings upon the planet Lucifer were extremely advanced and possessed Space flight and wisdom that Earth man does not yet even know. They were thus advanced far beyond the modern men of Earth, and were indeed possessors of rare wisdom.
Their fall occurred when they disobeyed the Most High and continued with devastating experiments that caused their planet to be exploded. Thus cast out by the Most High and the other angels they descended to earth where they were forced to rebuild and start a new. They had lost a vast and beauteous planet, and thus fell to the early civilizations that Earth possessed at that time. They continued their evil on Atlantis and when the Angels in heaven saw this they were commanded by the Most High to cause this to cease by scattering the people and dividing the language, so the evil ideas of the fallen ones would not be understood. When the messengers from Venus arrived to start the work of the Most High, Tregon tells us that, “. . . the sealing up of ignorance and fallen angels began.”
Since the space people of Venus did instruct and guide the faithful people of Earth to sacred places where they would be safe when certain changes took place, we know that they will again do this at the proper time. Our scientists know that there are cycles of activity that Earth passes through and Tregon also said in his message that “. . .as a new cycle of change in the heavens began the wise ones of Venus came to Earth to warn all to repent.” The people of Venus knew of the inevitable axis change that was to bring a flood and cataclysms to Earth. The faithful were warned and only those who were full of obedience to the Most High received the warnings and instructions. Thus Earth was cleansed and the evil ones with their records and language sank with Atlantis and other continents, while the faithful were saved.
We find the space people are now prepared to again warn those who are faithful and to show them sacred ground to go to, also to lift them from the face of Earth itself and protect them from the radioactivity and evil of those who do not follow the laws of .the Most High. Our Space Brother has said, “. . . Let those who have ears to hear, let them hear.” Tregon has told us that the evil of Earth will continue until the planets and oceans are radioactive unless Earthman puts a stop to this evil.
The space people cannot intervene, nor cause all the A and H bombs to become inactive, for they, too, are held in a certain status until the time comes when the Most High issues a decree of action for Earth. No doubt they have the wisdom and means of making all the storage of bombs inactive, but they will not or can not interfere unless the order is given by the Most High. The Brothers have told us before that the evil ones of Atlantis were experimenting with energy releases that our scientists are playing with today in the A and H bomb experiments, and that due to this they brought about the axis change more quickly than the natural change would have been. He has told us the tribulations of Earth could be brought about too quickly, for an axis change is coming and if left unhampered it will be natural and slow; but if the explosion of bombs continues it could bring about this axis change too quickly and cause cataclysms.
Many times the enthusiast asks us, “Why don’t the Space People just come down and take over? Earth would be better off.” But Tregon has answered that question, and until Earth is again ready for the natural axis change they will only issue warnings and perhaps take the faithful up to the far heavens where they will wait the final cleansing of Earth’s surface.
The problem of flying saucers has become very deeply interwoven with the fate of Earth, and none who investigates the phenomena can come out of it without sensing the complexity of the solution. No one can give a definite account of all the Space people’s purposes, but we can share the information we do get and piece together the intricate puzzle of what they are, why they come to Earth, and how Earth is being benefited by them. To the faithful who keep the Laws of the Most High we can only phrase the words that so often come to our minds, “. . .rejoice, and be exceedingly glad: for great is your reward in heaven. . . . “
Chilean UFO Video Causes Buzz
Haven’t had time to read the details yet, but apparently this video is stirring up controversy among believers and skeptics alike.
Books We Like
As a rule, I don’t write book reviews. I read far too much to bother. However, I’ve read so many good and interesting books lately, I felt compelled to jot down my thoughts on a few of them–to make some possible suggestions.
First off, is Our Haunted Planet, The Complete Guide to Mysterious Beings, The Eighth Tower, and Disneyland of the Gods, all by John Keel, that indefatigable and much-lamented late master of the unexplained. All of these books are virtually interchangeable, with the possible exception of Complete Guide, which focuses more on Bigfoot creatures and hairy man sightings than the other books. I read these, literally, one after the other, and found they were good at stealing sleep from the unwary and (possibly) gullible. We are treated to flying saucer stories, weird radio phenomenon, strange theories from forgotten experts, and stories of the frightening and ubiquitous Men in Black. Also, Keel develops his theories based on the presence of strange and befuddling archaeological anomalies and mysterious ancient structures, weaving a theory that, in the long-ago days of prehistory, mankind must have enjoyed a lost, Atlantean “Golden Age”–possibly as the result of the mysterious “Serpent People”, who may be beaming their demonic and deceptive messages from the mysterious “Eighth Tower” somewhere in the forgotten world.
Keel posits that UFOnauts deceive the unwary, perhaps hypnotizing or drugging them into believing that they are experiencing amazing interstellar journeys and other weird events. He chronicles some of the first accounts of “missing time”, ruminates on the amount of “electromagnetic waste” we are all constantly bombarded with, and generally seems to believe that all these ‘temporary anomalies” originate somewhere in the realms beyond “visible light”: in other words, outside the 0.005 percent of the electromagnetic spectrum–in the world of dark matter and energies beyond human perception.
It’s troubling, frightening stuff, and you WILL lose sleep reading John Keel.
Moving right along, we have Saucers of the Illuminati, by Jim Keith, a small book that is more of a long essay than anything else. Keith believed that UFOs originated not in the supernatural, but in the “parallel development” of technologies labored over and hidden by the “secret government”, the Illuminati. Keith details the roots of the Illuminati, and theorizes that the US government is trying to mass-mind control people into believing that a group of extraterrestrials are visiting mankind–or invading. It’s good stuff, even though I am a little sketchy as to the details now; I’ve slept since then.
A real motherfucker of a book is Cosmic Trigger 1 by Robert Anton Wilson, the mad genius behind the Illuminati Trilogy. Wilson details his “great awakening” with mescaline; his discovery of Crowley and the Enigma of 23; his friendship and adulation of Timothy Leary and Leary’s “Eight Circuit Model” of the human mind (which includes channeling UFOnauts, moving out into space, and possibly becoming godlike beings); and the weird synchronicities between himself and Lee Harvey Oswald, Kerry Thornley, and Discordianism. The book ends on kind of a bummer note, but, otherwise, it is worth it to learn about the possible communications Wilson was receiving from those aliens on Sirius.
The Pearl by John Steinbeck is another tearjerker in the classic mold. A poor Mexican Indian discovers an immense pearl while diving, tries to sell it, is rebuffed by con artists, attacked by robbers, kills a man, goes on the run with his wife and child, and then meets tragedy in the end. The moral of the story seems to be that you should be satisfied with whatever station in life you happen to find yourself in. But maybe I am just reading it wrong.
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald is an amazing read, a classic for all the right reasons, that concerns a naive young man who befriends a rich couple, who all party down with another wealthy gent that lives in a mansion across the water. The husband is having an affair with the wife of a mechanic, the wife is eventually sought after by the Gatsby himself, and Nick finds himself in the middle. It all ends badly when the wife of the mechanic is run over by Gatsby, Gatsby is gunned down by the distraught husband, and poor Nick is left to ruminate on the meaning of wealth and success and decadence in the Roaring Twenties. I enjoyed it.
Passport to Magonia, Wonders in the Sky, and UFOs: The Psychic Solution are three books that prove that Dr. Jacques Vallee has been writing the same book, over and over again, since 1969. However, any and all of them are still worth reading. Vallee chronicles the “high strangeness” factor of many UFO encounters, the psychic effects of said encounters, the parallels between religious miracles, Marian apparitions, and UFO encounters, and the fact that UFOs have been flying around in the skies since roughly 22,000 B.C., give or take a few years. Although I couldn’t finish the catalog in the back of Magonia (redundant), I still felt my intellect expand with every paragraph of these great books. BTW, Vallee goes into the parallels between UFO occupants and traditional fairy lore over and over again, so you will get the point about that whole can of food. His theory is a little vague, positing that the UFOnauts come from some dim “other reality” that exists parallel with ours, and essentially mirrors that of John Keel. But Vallee does not sensationalize his topic the way Keel often does. These books are a little more erudite, a little less Fate Magazine.
The Atrocity Exhibition by J.G. Ballard is not a novel in the conventional sense, but is a wildly surrealistic and fractured narrative about a man variously known as Travers, Traven, and Trabert, who seems to be condemned to a hellish, mutating landscape designed to drive him insane. Or does it simply mirror the madness of his own mind? Crash-test dummies, exhibitions of wrecked autos, vast pornographic billboards, helicopter landing pads, missile silos, insane asylums, and weird pop cultural references about Ralph Nader, Vietnam, JFK, Elizabeth Taylor, and James Dean all compete for the psychic space of the reader. Is this satire, art, or merely garbage? In an interesting aside, when Nelson Doubleday first saw the novel, he was so horrified he ordered the entire press run shredded. Now that is a helluva review.
Extra-Terrestrials Among Us by George C. Andrews. Most of this book is excerpts from other people’s books. Andrews quotes very heavily from Charles Fort, old newspaper accounts, the stories of John Dee and Edward Kelly, and many, many other sources, but does manage to weave it all together into an impressive look at the possibility that UFOnauts are here, are interdimensional as well as extraterrestrial, and may be our only hope for averting worldwide ecological disaster (which seems to be his recurrent theme). Along the way, we learn of the weirdness of the 1904-1905 religious revival in England, the fact that Edward Kelly had no ears, and that three cowboys may have found the first crashed flying saucer in history. This is a fun, creepy little book. Put me in a strange mood.
Black Genesis by L. Ron Hubbard is the second book in the great Mission Earth series. The first book, The Invaders Plan, I consider to be one of the finest examples of science fiction I have ever read, so I was a little let down by this second volume. Jettero Heller is on Earth, watched constantly by the evil, comical Soltan Gris, who is ensconced at a base in Turkey, and does the best he can to adapt to the conditions of his new life, so as to fulfill his “mission” and avert the possible early invasion of Earth by the Voltarian Empire. The story of Mission Earth is essentially the story of Gris, as Heller can apparently do no wrong and sails through every difficulty like, well, like a superhero character. Here, he wanders around in bad clothing, meets irate FBI men, gets in good with the Mafia, starts college, and has a number of wacky, dangerous adventures. He is so successful at everything, he sets Gris’ teeth on edge at every turn. The novel features one classic knee-slapper:
“Listen, kid. I may be a thief. I may be a totally hooked dope addict. I may be a whore. I might have some incurable disease. But don’t think I’ve sunk so low as to work for the God (bleeped) government! Do you think I want to be a paranoid schizophrenic like those guys?”
I enjoyed every word of Black Genesis, and can’t wait to get around to Volume 3 of Mission Earth.
I must confess that I have not yet finished Word Virus: The William S. Burroughs Reader, by William S. Burroughs, but find a lot of it to be really depressing. I’m through most of it, and I must say, Burroughs seems to me, as Roger Ebert once commented, to have been an incredibly sad character. He was also a man committed to pushing limits: of taste, decency, and logic. His work, while some of it is incomprehensible, still seems to hum and thrull with a fierce, rich satire of control systems, addiction, dependence on cold, formal structures, and the corrupting power of language itself. His personal obsessions with Mayan codices, immortality, pederasty, guns, crime, and viruses vie for his lifelong obsession with the “algebra of need”: junk need. This book will feed your mind with new and tasty delicacies.
Bringing us to Solving the Communion Enigma by Whitley Strieber. I have read so much Strieber lately (both The Hunger and The Wolfen were excellent horror reads), that I didn’t know quite what to expect with his first “visitor” book in fourteen years. Unfortunately, Whitley doesn’t solve much of anything with this book. Instead, he gives us a long essay on crop circles, the “Master of the Key”, and other scientific anomalies and wonders. He then tells some mighty strange stories about abducted children and a strange doctor, talks about driving into a parallel reality, and says little blue aliens performed acrobatics in his cabin one night while he had guests over. There are some creepy moments, like the weird, tattered monk that mysteriously appears in his bed one night, knocking on his ceiling, but these stories tend to strain credulity. The reader may be left asking him or herself: Just how much weirdness can this guy experience?
We like Whitley Strieber, however, and we like this book, mainly because it has a weird, creeping, Grey alien vibe about it.
We’re done. We suppose we could go back a few more months and mention books like The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo (a terrific classic we highly recommend), Oliver Twist, The Narrative of A Gordon Pym by Edgar Allen Poe, Varney the Vampire (okay, we’re still only halfway through this massive tome), and all that Lovecraft and Washington Irving we read around Halloween last year, but if we reviewed everything we read, we’d be here until Judgment. Suffice it to say, if we mentioned it at all, you should check it out.
Note: We forgot to mention David Icke’s latest Human Race Get Off Your Knees (The Lion Sleeps No More), but we got stuck on page 440, and haven’t returned to it. Suffice it to say, if you’ve read other books by Icke, you’ll already know most of what’s here. The new info involves what Icke calls the “Moon Matrix”, wherein he postulates that the Reptilian aliens have a moon base where they project mind control beams to the Earth. Or something like that.
Other books we neglected to finish were The Fellowship by Brad Steiger, a book exploring the channeled messages of alleged UFO contactees, and a mysterious little book called Eternal Pilgrim by “Ripley Webb”, a creepy New Age exploration of a nameless writer who is visited by a spirit named “Zerros”, who takes him on a galactic journey to the past. There he sees the Fall of Man, the sinking of Atlantis, and other highly strange visions. We suppose this book was channeled. We can find no info about the author, or date of publication. For some reason, this book gave us the willies.
‘Nuff said.
