THE ASCENSION MYSTERIES

Earthlings, give yourselves up.

Eons ago, space men landed on the moon and built a little city around “artificial-looking craters.” Lights, structures, transparent aluminum roofs, obelisks—exploratory craft in the early days of the Apollo missions got it all down on film, and then someone inside NASA scrubbed the photos, except for a few that were smuggled out. Our rulers know all about the “bright white dome” on the moon and the alien presences who built it—they, of course, walk among us—as well as the top-secret “non-terrestrial officers,” death rays, and other stuff we’re too busy playing “Candy Crush” to notice. Such knowledge earned Ronald Reagan a bullet—and next time, the UFO/cabal people warned, he wouldn’t be walking out of the hospital. These aliens take numerous forms, among them a race of giant-skulled people who hide out in the Vatican. (Why do you think they wear those big pointy hats?) They are trying to control us through our monetary systems and our religions, which may amount to the same thing. If you’re following so far, you’ve dipped a toe in the weird, steamy slough that is a Wilcock book (The Source Field Investigations: The Hidden Science and Lost Civilizations Behind the 2012 Prophecies, 2011, etc.). Sprinkling his own experiences into a mix of bizarre space yarns that would make L. Ron Hubbard pause in awed admiration, Wilcock writes of the sentimental education of a charlatan, all UFOs here and acid there and other stuff that might well incline one to believe in evil ETs and suchlike things, all breathlessly narrated under the shadow of the sinister: “Ask yourself this: Isn’t it strange that we had the technology to land on the moon in 1969, and then we never went back?”

If ordinary reality isn’t weird enough for you, this heady Cloud Cuckoo Land is for you.