While we wait to see if this revelatory 827 page doorstop of science fiction complete with antigravity ships, aliens, martian ruins, Nazis and their superweapons and mysticism and Russians and their technology and so on…
In the meantime, you can go here and see if there is anything you need to get or gift (there is a gift option so you can buy any of the ebooks there for someone else). It’s a little sparse at the moment, but I am aiming to get a bunch of stuff on there properly formatted for kindles, before Christmas, including some of the titles that were not available as ebooks before. And since delivery is immediate by email, you have until the last minute to get them.
The PDF games provided there have a long-standing traction with pen and paper role-players. I fully expect you guys to print them out after you get the PDFs, and enjoy playing them with your friends. Back when I started D&D, in deepest darkest Africa, getting any of the books was almost impossible and when one did, all of one’s friends would immediately find ways to get copies made, either at their parent’s business, friends who knew someone who had access to photocopiers and so on.
I also plan to try and get Reclaiming the Catholic Church up as an ebook, but it’s a fairly big job, at 530 printed pages and in a format that does not lend itself very well to the kindle format, nevertheless, that’s the aim, after all, it is heading to Christ’s Mass, so… I should really see if I can do it.
On that note, I will also be fulfilling my promise of dedicating a Mass to all those that supported the sponsoring of an Olive Tree with a Saint’s name for themselves or others or anonymously.
Thank you all, and I’ll advise here as soon as NAZI MOON is out on Amazon, where physical copies of my books will remain, as well as when more ebooks go up at my store.
It’s going to be out on December 12th, I am not sure when Amazon will allow pre-purchasing, but I think probably after the 6th as I have until then to do any corrections. So by the 9th I think it should be available for pre-release purchasing.
It will retail at $29.95 in the US, which sounds probably quite high, but… It’s a stonking brick of 828 pages (which is actually the maximum limit of a book size by Amazon), and is a collection of 3 books, complete with notes for each book, a map, technical details, and enough information about its setting to make it really, quite a project. Think of it as my version of The Lord of The Rings, though, of course, of a genre completely different and I can’t approach the master’s level of quality as a writer, but I assure you that the detail that went into developing this story is second to none. I may not have invented a new language, but I do believe this work has the capacity to at least shift any reader’s mind, at least a little, concerning the reality we live in, and what is actually possible, and probably really going on, too.
My style would be closer to a somewhat pornographic Edgar Rice Burroughs, in that it is high adventure stuff and quite cinematic, especially from book 2 on, but the strength of the story, in my humble opinion, is the plot, or rather, multiple plots and sub-plots throughout the story, some of which have story arcs that resolve only further down the line, so for those who like plot-driven stories and who enjoy trying to figure things out before they are explained by the story itself, this should be a pretty decent read, and something not often found in what has become “modern” SF.
In any case, I am terrible at marketing myself, so the above is just to give those interested an overall sense of things, not just hyperbole.
It’s in 9″ x 6″ format, so, comfortable despite its size.
Please order it as soon as you can, as it helps the algorithms if there is a high pre-release purchase.
The point of this book is multifold. And for those who care, here is a little on its nearly 30 year history in the making.
Dream-Writing
The three books that form part of Nazi Moon, are really the result of three dreams I had concerning Mars and the Moon. The dreams were so vivid and clear that I still recall them almost 30 years later. I have had a very strange relationship with dreams throughout my life as I have had premonitory dreams more than once, which were absolutely confirmed because I had shared them with my girlfriend at the time, so when they happened, I had objective confirmation I wasn’t just imagining things.
I also had a dream some 10 years before I met my present-day wife that, the day I met her, I recalled, and once again, I had an objective way to confirm this as she was showing me an apartment and in the dream I had, there had been a specific statue in the corner of the block’s gardens. I could not see that location from where we were and I also had never been to this particular block of apartments so, if that specific statue did turn out to be there, then… well… something! And indeed it was there.
I also had dreams where I have like part 1 of it and then, years later, I have part 2 of it and it flows just as if it was the continuation of the original dream even though years have passed in the waking world. I do not know what any of these things necessarily mean, I have my theories, but they are my best guesses. What I do know is that human beings absolutely have an element of precognition, because at least twice in my life it saved my life, and I had it other times in less life-and death situations, but, as I discuss in a lot more depth in my book Systema – The Russian Martial System (which I taught for years) the US military is training Special Ops people to develop this by testing it in absolutely scientific settings. The Russians are ahead on it, having it be part of their normal analogous training system. Something that the original Systema trainers did a bit at first, but tends to not be done now. Some of the “superhuman” powers of this nature are explained in my Systema book, and have been experienced by others who read it and experimented for themselves.
And Honorton and Ferrari demonstrated years ago (when science could still be reproduced reliably) that precognition is something that a statistically significant (though low) number of humans can do, and have as an ability. Details of this are included in the Systema book too, along with a computerised test that, using video, was the first of its kind in the world and for which I was a test subject, that proved Systema movements and strikes are the least predictable ones of all the ones tested.
ANYWAY… that long preamble was just to point out that I am not sure what the significance of each dream was, but each one pretty much was the launching point for each of the three books.
The cover of the original Overlords Of Mars first book (Inception) was a little similar to the one above, but later I changed it and I think the one usually presented is the one with the image of Mars (which has a story all on its own, as it’s an image rendered by a guy that uses actual telemetry data from NASA to get his images as accurate as possible and was featured in National Geographic, and he gave me permission to use it completely free of any royalties) and a pair of very blue female eyes. Those eyes were taken from a photograph my wife had sent me, though she was not my wife or even girlfriend at the time, and I used them because they were the closest ones to the kind of eyes I had dreamt about in the first dream that became the Overlords of Mars series.
The cover of the second book was done by a guy who now lives in LA and has done most of the special effects in pretty much every film you have seen in the lat 20 years. His team was the lead SFX guys in all the Iron Man films. We used to train Systema together in London and due to his move and work load we sort of lost touch, but I’ll be sending him a copy anyway, as he loved the story when he did the cover for me, again, just as a friend.
The first dream had been about encountering people of a more evolved sort and without giving any spoilers, readers will be able, I think, to figure out when that happens in book 1.
The second dream was of being on Mars, with the kind of equipment described in book 2, exploring, going into underground locations, and the sense of a female presence being there too, which, once again, I think will be recognisable in book 2 – Stasis.
The third dream was of something I do not describe in book three, specifically, but definitely represented the social set-up present there, and the technology that made it possible to be on the surface, as described in book 3 – Black Sun.
The first dream was had in the early to mid 1990s and the third one was had in 1996. And yes, I developed those dreams and the idea for the books, way back then. I had just finished and published The Face on Mars at the end of 1995, which I want to stress is completely NON-Fiction, and is the only book that has really explained what happened on Mars and how. The main concept has been plagiarised by Graham Hancock, which he admitted to me in person in late 1997, (and yes, I have a witness) but in any case, my theory of the reality of how Mars was destroyed has never been found to be flawed, and in fact, some of the things I wrote about as being possible back in 1995 have since been proven to be exactly as what I predicted, and as they should be, if my theory on the destruction of Mars being intelligent is correct, which I am still sure it is. I also updated the book in 2014, which has more information, relevant to the current fiction Omnibus Nazi Moon.
I met all the top people involved in studying Mars at the time, in conferences, speeches we gave, magazine articles I wrote, and even radio and TV interviews I did at the time. Mark Carlotto remains a long distance friend and I have made some videos on Kurgan TV to explain why the man’s work is really second to none concerning his science. He is a consummate scientist, a real one, that actually does proper science, regardless of any politics or anything else. And he too believes The Face is artificial, which was my own conclusion before the later images were produced. Since then, what NASA actually has been producing, image-wise is, to my mind, suspect in the extreme. For reasons that are obvious and explained very early in the fiction works.
Anyway, the point is that in order to write The Face on Mars, I had spent literally every waking minute researching everything from the most obscure astronomical information to details of the first (real or not) Alien abductions. And then I had a very weird experience, which, luckily, was also confirmed by pretty much the whole of South Africa, as a bunch of UFOs basically flew down the N1 main national highway that runs the length of the country, and entire police stations came out to see them, not just me and a friend with my video camera, and it was on the front page of newspapers and still in the news a few days later. It was what we would today call a UFO “Flap”. And luckily I wasn’t the only one to document it, at least partially, in my book. I didn’t explain the whole thing because it sounded crazy, but at least the verifiable parts I did put in the book. And I had a video of the whole event.
Shortly thereafter I was burgled and the only thing that was taken was those videos and the video camera, not cash, not the stills camera, nothing else, and the “break-in” was done professionally without leaving a trace of “breaking-and-entering”. My phone was also tapped, which was confirmed by the n.2 guy in the equivalent of the South African secret service at the time, although he said he had no idea who was doing it as it wasn’t the South African Government.
I had a lot of strange meetings with various people, from Admirals’ daughters that had apparently been drugged and messed with because they found out too much about what daddy was doing, to professional and well-known European astronomers that worked for ESA (European Space Agency) that told me privately they agreed with all my theories in the book, and they said I was absolutely correct, but they could not support me publicly or they would lose their job. I also met a lot of clearly disturbed people, but the meetings with the non-crazy people were really quite astonishing, because I could confirm who these people were and they were not random morons, nor where they looking for fame, fortune or anything else from me, other than just their being glad someone else had figured out some of the things that they knew and which they could not really discuss, either for fear of reprisals, or for fear of being thought of as a crazy person.
After I wrote The Face on Mars, I had already figured out that if antigravity technology was a thing (and it absolutely is) then, there were a bunch of logical consequences that made it obvious that:
The world we live in, is really, little more than a prison planet.
Aliens that also had the technology could/would have been in contact already, especially given what the destruction of Mars signified, since this Solar System MUST be known of already.
The kind of “war” that intelligent races that had extensive access to antigravity technology would tend to be sneaky, subterfugeous, and indirect, because if you start flinging rocks around with that technology, the casualties are on a civilisational, and even system-wide scale.
So, these strange situations that were happening to me and these people I met or would approach me, along with the clear psyops I was subjected to from time to time, (in a fairly light mode, it must be admitted) made perfect sense to me.
I had made it clear that I thought antigravity technology was absolutely planet-busting capable, and as such needed to be absolutely regulated, so, it’s not like I was threatening to release the blueprints of how to build your own little UFO, which in any case I would not know how to do. And over the years, I have held that position consistently. Which is why I assume I have mostly been left alone.
The reality is that even if only really good guys had access to antigravity technology (I wish!) it would still need to be regulated and controlled with a pretty ironclad set of rules that are absolutely enforced. One crazy bastard with an anti-gravity machine the size of your car can reduce our planet to a smouldering death-ball if not just another asteroid belt where Earth used to be. And there are a LOT of crazy bastards on top of the billions of idiots, so, even if I were put in charge of all the antigravity technology for the Sol system tomorrow, you bet I would put in place absolutely Draconian security systems to use the stuff. The only difference is that once I have that aspect completely nailed down, I would gradually release the information concerning the technology to the whole planet. And yes, that is absolutely fraught with danger, I know, which is why the information would need to be released gradually and anyone not following or trying to avoid the protocol would need to be hammered into the ground.
Over time, the procedures of security concerning the operation of antigravity machines would become a standard Modus Operandi for all humans and eventually, the Human race would evolve enough to be able to take its place in the Galactic scheme of things where the other intelligent races have already come to similar conclusions that, when everyone has a zap gun that can destroy entire stars and planets, no one had better use it that way, otherwise everyone else will see to it that you and your species disappear from the genetic code of this section of space.
So… I have been living with that reality in my head, pretty much fully-formed since age 26. And nothing in the intervening 28 years has done anything other than confirm this theory at every turn and in every aspect.
And the books have been in my head since then. Certainly these three.
Confederate Rising was a little novella I wrote for fun (see the notes in the section labelled Overlords of Mars on the left) as a kind of joke for a group of online friends, and it is set in the same Universe as these books, but in the far future, a few hundred years from the events of Nazi Moon.
Now that you know the underlying premise of the realm in which my stories take place, I sincerely hope you not only buy and read the book, but I really hope you spread it around and give it as a gift to friends and family, because, as some of you know, science fiction is more than just entertainment. It propagates certain ideas and realities through human consciousness, and thanks to principles of morphic resonance, when enough people have an idea in their heads as a possibility, it becomes a reality. Films like a 2001: Space Odyssey was filmed in 1968 and inspired by a short story from the almost self-confessed pedophile Arthur C. Clarke written in 1951. That film showcased technology that now we take for granted and have even surpassed in some cases.
Now, I am not a well-connected elite, being as I am absolutely not only, not a pedophile, but believing that they deserve the death penalty, so… I have to rely on you normal people to spread the word for me and change quite a bit of the false narratives that are flying around the entire globe as though they were absolute truths, when in fact, they are vicious lies designed to keep the best of us down.
And if you also just enjoy a good story for the entertainment purposes, that’s absolutely fine too, but your help in spreading the word would be very much appreciated.
Lastly, if any of you want signed copies, the only way I can do that is to order some books myself, sign them and post them, which is quite expensive and can take a LONG time, especially since US customs can hold books for up to 8 weeks in customs, for reasons best known to themselves. However, if any of you are interested and are willing to pay for the postage, please leave me a comment or send me an email and we will see about doing that for you.
While I think this advice may well be positively life-changing, especially for younger men, but men in general, let’s first point out some things that should be obvious to all, but probably aren’t, so bear with me with the disclaimers for a second.
This advice is primarily for men. It certainly does not apply to women in anything to the same degree, and there are lots of reasons for this but let’s look at the main 2.
Women are solipsistic by nature, so they hardly ever take on board criticism, valid or invalid.
The social interactions relating to men are critical from both men and women, while the social interactions for women tend to be politely suggestive from men, or typically, completely positive gaslighting from other women. See this humours clip to understand.
As a result, the advice provided here applies to women only rarely.
2. General common sense (which is exceedingly rare) should prevail. Some criticisms are obviously valid, but these tend to be of the extreme nature pretty much everyone is already aware of, including the perpetrator (don’t rob little old ladies, don’t do drugs, steal, etc. etc. etc.) the advice here is primarily related to more general and widespread life choices, your career, job, relationship/s (of various types) and so on.
3. I am not your dad. Ultimately you make your own choices and suffer their consequences or gain from their benefits. Ultimately, all responsibility for your actions rests with you. This is ALWAYS the case. Always.
Ok, now that we got that out the way, let’s get into the meat of this.
For the most part, men, and moreso the younger ones, have been thoroughly dipped in absolute bullshit narratives from birth.
Now, don’t go feeling particularly special, everyone on this planet has been lied to massively from birth, about pretty much everything, and the only way you may begin to see some truth here and there is by studying history. Not the prescribed narrative you have been told to believe in primary school, and later all higher education, but rather the real history, as documented at the time. Do your own investigations into things that interest you. One down side of realising you have been lied to is that as soon as enough people begin to figure out the truth about a few things, like say:
And many, many, many other topics, you invariably get the screeching harpies of complete bafflegarble idiocy, lies, and outright intimidation based on getting you cancelled, fired, and demonised or even physically assaulted and killed. We are referring of course, to absolutely dishonest things like:
Antifa in any form
Social Justice being about any kind of Justice
BLM in any form relating to any kind of Justice
Feminism being a good thing
Flat Earth
Equality being real
Diversity being a strength
The immigration of “poor war victims” instead of fighting age males by the millions from cultures that are incompatible with the civilised west
All cultures and all religions being equivalent in morals, ethics, and civilising value
And on, and on, and on, of course.
On top of that, men have now been percolating in the nonsensical invention of radical feminists and cultural marxists: “toxic masculinity”.
Should you be a normal man, interested in, for example, hunting or exploring remote areas; learning to use weapons or practicing martial arts; studying historical conflicts, human biodiversity and different cultures; noticing the differences between men and women, and cultures and cultures, religions and religions, chastising weak, cowardly, lying men, and teaching your sons honour, courage, and anything from handling woodworking tools to shooting a rifle, you are most likely going to be labelled as some kind of violent monster that hates women, homosexuals, likes to torture animals for fun and is a sociopath. It is, of course, complete nonsense, and accusations that only radicalised feminists, virulently and toxically homosexual men, child predators, and completely dishonest people would throw at you. But then, their numbers are on the rise lately.
So, let me explain to you, my brothers in arms, first of all WHY your critics are complete fucking idiots to begin with, meaning they absolutely must be not only ignored, but actively shunned and distanced from all aspects of your life, and secondly I will explain WHO your critics tend to be in the vast majority of cases, which will make the need from keeping them out of your life even more obvious.
Why are they wrong?
The reasons are almost infinite, but as a general rule:
1. They are Historically Ignorant
Now, you may think this has nothing to do with their criticising your “toxic masculinity” or your choice of weird “career” or of becoming a farmer in remote forests far from large cities, and building your own home starting out with only basic tools (but think about things first, eh?), or your personal relationship with your girlfriend, and so on. But it does.
The recent somewhat humorous meme about men thinking about Ancient Rome on a daily basis is essentially true.
Consider:
EVERYTHING you see around you that can be considered a positive factor of civilisation, was essentially created by men willing and able to do violence to defend, protect, and remove enemies in the way of building those very things you appreciate today.
Indoor Plumbing: Romans.
System of laws that are still in use today all over the world in diluted and worsened forms: Romans.
Roads: Romans
Astonishing works of architecture never before seen: Romans (and Greeks)
The longest and most functional of human empires in all of human history: Rome. The only other system of “empire” that lasted longer and is still functional —as a remnant— is the real Catholic Church (today remaining true and correct as it has for 2000 years only in actual Catholics (Sedevacantists)). And guess where the Catholic Church sprang forth to conquer the world with its truth, beauty and goodness? Rome.
Literally, everything you see would not have happened without the Romans civilising pretty much the then known world. Yes by brute force. Yes by imposing rules and laws on the conquered people, yet letting them have autonomy in their own affairs. And whether you like it or not, the fact is that Rome, by civilising most of humanity at the time, opened the door for the next step, which was the even greater civilising effect of Christianity, which, let’s be clear, is and always was, and always will be, Catholicism. All other pretend versions of “Christianity” including the Novus Ordo fake “Catholic Church” are at best Churchianity and in many cases, actually Satanic inversions.
But even if you step away from Rome, understand that every city you have ever seen or lived in was created by men. Men who fought, and died, against other men, the elements, wild beasts, disease, famine, and natural disasters, in order to impose systems of law, order, food production, animal husbandry, mining, smelting, forging, building, and improving. All while they also did artwork, created places of worship, contemplated the infinite and the divine, raised children, protected their families, and led them to what was best for them, often regardless of personal sacrifice.
Literally pretty much EVERYTHING you see around you was invented, created, improved and built by men. While there are certainly exceptions and some women here and there have contributed positive things to civilisation, you will find even the best among them were aware of the fact that it was essentially men who had the objective perspectives of logic, reason, and factual appreciation of reality to make the necessary choices and actions that improved life for all. Florence Nightingale and her statements concerning women in general comes to mind.
So, when so random effeminate male, or bitter, entitled, spoilt, pointless female criticises you, realise, that in the first place, they literally know NOTHING of how the world came to be so pleasant and easy that they can sit on their ever-expanding arse and pontificate about thing that they never had the intellect to even understand, never mind philosophise about or create.
They are cargo-cultists. What is a cargo cultist? It originates from groups of tribes in the Pacific Islands that assumed that cargo (material goods, shipping containers full of new and wonderful stuff they had never seen before) would come if they pleased the gods in various rituals. In modern usage, this means something slightly different. The retards criticising you and your life choices are generally morons that haven’t got a clue about how to perform the most basic of tasks, like changing a car tire, or knowing what a spark plug is, and so on. They take all of these things for granted, as if moving vehicles (with their spark plugs, and tires and rotary wings and so on, and on, and on) are just a normal fact of nature. Apples grow on trees, and international flights and iPads just sprout naturally from the ground. And female Grrrrll power makes them work even better.
This complete ignorance and detachment from history translates into a complete detachment from reality. The same retards are bound to think that a woman can compete in sports at the same level of a man, that mutilating your genitals changes your sex, that shoving people from different cultures, religions and backgrounds together by force results in anything other than eventual war between them, and so on and so forth. So, their opinions, are invariably completely ignorant and detached from reality. And have as much value, generally speaking, as the farts of drug-addled gnats.
2. They are Stupid
You can’t get away from it. They are simply not very intelligent. They are unable to observe reality and make effective, logical, reasoned, conclusions that match reality. Ignorance, even engrained through indoctrination, can be remedied, albeit far less easily than most people assume, but the absolute absence of historical context, constant lies spread by all mass media in its multitude of forms and so on, can make the best of us ignorant.
That, however, is less excusable when you become old enough to make your way in the world. If you have any kind of functioning brain, you should be able to notice reality around you; and where it is intentionally being subverted and lied about to you in a consistent and ridiculous manner. In short, only a complete fucking idiot believes that a man can become a woman by genital mutilation, or vice versa, or that wanting to rape little children is just “another form of sexuality”, or that men and women are equal (or that any two human beings are, for that matter, including twins). Now, it is fair to say that one can be confused about a great many things, and not necessarily be an idiot, and I will give a few brief examples below to give a general sense, but anyone of middle age that still believes the absurd versions of the narrative described immediately above, is, without question, a moron. And why on Earth would you ever take life advice from a moron?
If you are confused about a topic, study it. Look into it. On the surface, feminism sounds like a good thing, right? I mean, I thought so too at about age 13, way back in say 1982 or so. Because, on the surface, what did we initially get told feminism was about? Well, equality before the law. And who would want to argue that, right? I mean would you not want everyone to be treated the same before the law? Sounds good right? Except it’s not.
And let’s leave aside for a moment the reality of who the luminaries of feminism were, and what they actually wanted to achieve and what their motives were. Let’s just skip right over that little portal to Hell and instead just focus on the supposedly “good” aspects of it, like that whole “equality before the law” thing.
It’s actually fucking evil, and a perversion of justice. Roman Law (the original one, from Ancient Rome, now very diluted) knew this. Anglo-Saxon law, and eventually American “law”, being a gradual and increasing descent into hell, have steadily moved away from the fact that the law, if it is to be just, should NOT apply equally to everyone. Is it fair to judge someone that has an IQ of 75 by the same standards as someone that has an IQ of 150? Is it fair to judge someone that is biologically less emotionally stable because of how hormones work in their body than someone who is biologically more stable hormonally? If you are honest, while you may well (and justifiably) become fearful at the prospect of just how do you act fairly to everyone, the reality is that each individual circumstance, as much as possible, should be somewhat allowed for.
Personally, for example, I have no real problem with women generally receiving lighter sentences for most violent crimes against adults. Take the example of say Charlize Theron. Her mother shot and killed her father supposedly because of the physical abuse she was subjected to by her husband, and imminent threat in that specific instance. Was it all real? I have no clue. Apparently she was found not guilty of murder because the situation was clearly one of self-defence. And if so, good for her. It seems a pretty clear cut case, and I have zero problem with the lady in question being perfectly free. But even if there was some question of it, in general, I too would tend to favour the woman’s account of things. It is —for the very same reasons that women did not build empires— generally, not usual for a woman to resort to deadly force as a “go to” response. Of course exceptions exist, the specific of each case need to be looked at etc etc. But as a general rule, what I am saying is that, while we know that women receive much lighter sentences than men for violent crimes, I don’t really have a problem with it. The exception for me is when women harm children, particularly their own. In those instances, the penalty, as far as I am concerned, should absolutely be equal, and when they kill children, the penalty should absolutely be death.
Why don’t I have problem with the lighter sentences for women? For the same reason I don’t have a problem with lighter sentences for children. On average, they are less emotionally capable than adult males.
Or to put it bluntly: Should a woman (in general, on average) receive a lighter sentence for, say, a shooting that results in a death?
Yes. I think in general that is probably ok. Why? Because in general, women will also have less access to legally owned firearms. The training that I personally would like to have in place for people to own firearms would be far above present requirements. (Note I said training, not bureaucracy and paperwork). BUT, if and when that training is done and regularly kept up with, I literally would have zero problem with people (citizens of the country only, regardless of country) going about and being armed in their day to day life. Despite anti-gun people screaming till they are blue in the face, the statistics on this are absolutely clear. Where concealed carry of firearms is legal, violent crime drops dramatically. It’s not what they tell you or want you to know, but historical statistics on this are unequivocal.
Despite the fact that the rules as I would like them are NOT in place anywhere, it remains the case that in those societies where being armed is permissible, most women choose to not go through the process. And many are indeed, scared of guns in se. As they might be of a chainsaw too. And that’s perfectly normal. I also strongly agree with men using chainsaws and not women, unless absolutely necessary. None of this is rocket science, but can you see how that translates in making all the rules the same for everyone, unjust? Roman law applies principle as a generality, but looks at each individual case on its own merits, and because of it, is an eminently better legal system than any of the ones currently in place in the English speaking world for sure, and probably the rest of the planet too. So, once again, an echo of Rome, but also, of the inability of the ignorant giving you crappy advice to think things through based on what’s in front of their own eyes at any given point.
The same idiocy applies to pretty much all of their assumed ideas about life, the Universe and everything. Because in the main, whatever idiotic idea they think they have, is not even theirs. These people have never had an original thought in their entire existence. They merely absorbed whatever “fashionable” nonsense they have been instructed to believe. And it is so with literally everything in their stupid lives.
Fifteen years ago, Russell Brand was supposedly this sexy, intellectual “naughty boy” that any woman would (should?) have been grateful to be bedded by, him being constantly described in the press as a “Lothario”. Now he is supposedly a perverse sexual predator that has been hiding his vile practices for years. The reality is that Russell Brand always was a complete fake with respect to being any kind of “intellectual”, he was an entirely manufactured “sensation”, and above all, as I stated way back then, in my opinion, always was a creep, and I am also certain he was sexually inept on every level. I would have bet money on it then and I would do so now too.
But the same cretinous people that used to “love him” then, will “hate him” now. And not because they finally see through anything at all. Because they never do, and never did before. They simply follow the narrative they are imbibed with. These are not the behaviours of people you can respect for their intelligence, insightful nature, or valid powers of observation. So why on Earth would you listen to their criticisms of you and your life choices?
And those two are main and general points that apply to over 95% of the morons that spew they idiotic opinions out of their drooling mouths, which is enough to discredit all of their opinions, pretty much, but please keep in mind there are many, many, more valid reasons, that can also apply generally, or more specifically, and it would take a book or ten to list them all in detail. I list only a few here for ease of use:
An inability to understand percentages, probabilities, and statistics in general.
As a result of their innumeracy, a complete inability to evaluate a scientific paper, a news report, or really any bit of information, including self-observed ones, for objective factual value. In short, they are completely unable to even be aware if a scientific methodology as applied to a study is valid or not. Never mind analyse the results of the study with a critical eye founded in statistical knowledge.
An inability to spot obvious logical fallacies.
An inability to follow, much less produce, a valid logical syllogism.
An inability to foresee obvious problems with a theoretical concept or idea. Even after the problems start showing up en masse.
An inability to select for logic over emotions.
A complete inability to design, perform, execute and review an actual scientific experiment of any kind. And the total lack of imagination to even consider doing so.
So, yeah. They are ignorant and they are stupid. Really that is all you need to know to realise you can and should ignore their bullshit ideas about you and/or your loved ones.
Who are these Critics?
1. Human Wreckage
Ever notice who the biggest critics are?
I have.
You will never receive as much criticisms from the human equivalent of flotsam.
The alcoholics. The junkies. The permanently unemployed. The drug addled, pot-smoking, shiftless human shadows that perambulate life in a way that is analogous to the permanently sedated inmates in a mental institute for the criminally insane.
Those who have made a complete shambles of their own lives somehow find it fit to give you advice on how to live yours. The mothers that failed their children at every turn pretend to tell their daughters how to parent. The fathers that failed completely at fatherhood will criticise their sons mercilessly no matter what they achieve.
It is always thus.
These human equivalent of sewer rats, will try to drag everyone down to their level. And this is true across cultures and nations. The ghettos of the Bronx are no different from the council estates of London, or the “case popolari” of Naples. Humans are generally, flawed, weak, greedy, petty-minded, envious creatures, and when one of their numbers tries, or succeeds, in elevating themselves from the surrounding rat-people, these will try to drag him or her back into the sewer.
Because, ultimately, if that man or woman does escape, does become happier, more successful at life, a better parent, a happier wife, a richer son, then it tells the rat-people what useless beings they are in a way that even their unconscious mind finds difficult to avoid. In fact, the usual response, if that happens and they totally fail at dragging the escapee back, is to then try to claim credit for their success.
If it were honest, it would be stated more like: “Oh yes, Johnny only became a successful man because of the alcoholic beatings he received from me, the cocaine fuelled orgies he saw me and his mother partake in during swingers parties, my constant adultery and taking my life’s frustrations out on him. I did all that for him. And the ungrateful little bastard won’t even buy me a new house! After all I did for him!”
So, when you get criticised by someone, look at their own life in that respect.
What kind of marriage did they have?
What kind of children did they raise?
What kind of achievements did they have?
How successful at their chosen life paths have they been?
What are their biggest failures and biggest achievements?
What’s their drug use been like throughout their life?
What has their business or careers achieved?
Did they provide well for their loved ones?
And if all of the above is one train smash after another, why would you care one little bit what they think, or what “advice” they are giving out under the guise of “helping” you?
2. Losers and NPCs
Not quite as toxic as the human wreckage, these are nevertheless people that while perhaps meaning well, (you might want to think so, but never assume it is the case) have an over-inflated sense of their own ability and/or importance. These are people that either have had some disappointment in life, tried and failed at something, or several somethings, or just plodded along without ever achieving too much and resent it. A bit, or a lot.
Please do not mistake these people for the genuine, middle-of-the-road people who simply did the best they could, without lamenting their lot too much and just got on with it, but are not by any means captains of industry, or particularly successful at anything specific. Few things are as under-appreciated as the steady, normal people, who nevertheless kept their family together, fed, and relatively happy. I am not talking about these people. I am talking about the father who was never a good enough football player so he tries to live vicariously through his son and makes him go to training daily when his son would much rather take up woodworking, say. It’s the “I could have been Miss County of Whocaresatall!” And by golly, she is going to dress her 5 year old daughter in the latest fashion accessories.
It’s the parents who, even though they did not divorce, when you announce that you are not going to university, because you really like electronics and have found a job as an apprentice in an electronics repair shop, immediately criticise your choice, because spending 100k on a nose picking degree in business economics gives you the prestige to be a Starbucks barista with a degree! And neither of them knows how to wire a plug, never mind solder a bit of an electronic components.
In RPG game parlance, if you are born into a family of zero-level NPCs whose life revolved around selling clothing made by hand to the local nobility, and you announce that you are off to be a ranger, learning how to hunt in the woods, even as you study magic in the evening, they will naturally tell you you are crazy; you will get eaten by werewolves, orcs will rape you, and giant wasps will paralyse you and lay eggs in your rectum that will eat you from the inside.
And some of that may indeed be a possible outcome. But while no one wants to be raped by orcs and become an incubator for giant wasps, the idea of spending your life as a tailor for the nobility makes being eaten by a werewolf more attractive. Besides, if you are only partially chewed you become a werewolf yourself and while not ideal, eh… at least it won’t be boring!
So, while they may even have your best interests at heart, they simply don’t have any relevant experience really. And, more importantly, they do not have your heart. And heart counts for a lot in life. In fact, as far as I am concerned, without heart, what’s the point?
So, what now young (or not so young) adventurer?
1. Generalities
Of course, the point is not to go off half cocked and oblivious of the dangers, obstacles or other things you may have to face.
By all means, study and research. Figure things out and have backup plan A, B and C. But also…
Don’t over-think it either.
Remember that as Von Clausewitz put it, no plan survives contact with the enemy.
And in life, that “enemy” is reality. And the ability of your plan to deal with it is a direct relationship with how distant the plan is from observable reality and the happenstances along the way. The more able you are to adapt, and yet continue along your chosen path, the more likely your eventual success.
Keep in mind that failure is part of life. Falling down happens. You didn’t learn to walk by not falling down. You learnt to walk by continually getting up again. And the advice you may have got at age 8 or 9 months, when you could not speak and did not understand most of language, was mostly just so much babbling. And so is the mouth noises most of your critics make today.
Notice also, that most of the people who do encourage you, who do say, “You know, I think this and that might be a problem, but man, I think you can do it. And maybe you can figure out how to even avoid this or that, or maybe they are not even things. After all, I didn’t do it that way, so you might be right.” Or who give you constructive criticism designed to help you stay on track and be inspired, are not the losers, not the NPCs and most certainly not the human wreckage. They are people that in whatever capacity have achieved a measure of success. Whether it is financial, emotional, familial, or whatever.
I never had criticism of me and my ways as I did from the losers at life, and I learnt early on to ignore them. There is also a specific type of critic that is externally successful (they may be rich, or apparently want for nothing) but in reality they absolutely resent your own personal freedom. This can be from your own parents too as well as strangers or even billionaires. I have no clue about Elon Musk’s life, and I am picking him as a random example, and possibly totally unfairly so, but let me put it this way, I would not be in the least surprised if Elon would be envious of my life-long freedom of always having been able to tell whoever I want, to fuck right off, if I felt like it. And I would assume that Elon has a lot more to lose than I do, and as a result, paradoxically, is perhaps a lot less free to do that to the extent I can and have done. So, beware of those critics too.
2. Specifics
Most men who grew up in the Western world had half-stunted or actively bad examples of male role models. The easy life made the necessities of manhood less of a requirement and more of a cultural option. One that carried increasingly high levels of discomfort and risk in many cases.
The changing “morality” (increasing degeneracy and destruction of wholesome ethics, honour, and traditions) also meant that your own fathers were under intellectual assault for most of their lives. My own upbringing, in the relatively savage African wilderness was rare for a Westerner to have. The realities of life and death are almost never impressed upon to Western men. Instead, a barrage of absolute nonsense is forced in their heads with a crowbar-like attachment to narratives intentionally designed to destroy the natural, healthy, heterosexual, European male. That is just an objective fact that becomes obvious if you merely pay attention and notice things as the are, and why they are being driven in that direction, and by whom.
So:
1. Study History. Indeed, learn about Rome. And Greece, and the Catholic Church as it really was, and what it really did, not what you have been told about it; look it up. Hundreds of volumes exist of writings by the people that were there in the first couple of hundred years after Jesus. And many more after that. Start at the beginning, not the fake end they tell you is the whole story. It isn’t.
2. Learn Logic, Mathematics, Statistics and Probability. “Oh it’s hard to study…” Suck it up buttercup. Life is hard. Being a man is hard. Being an educated man is even harder. It’s also a requirement. Stop being a pussy. Get on with it.
3. Understand the role of being a man and what it entails. Do NOT attempt to do this without having done one and two above first. You will be led astray by a lot of gay wolves in heterosexual sheep’s clothing. I will be making my subsequent blog post about this very topic. And you have plenty to get on with before then, so get on with it.
4. Understand the role of a woman and what it entails, but above all, understand how a man should relate to a woman and how she should relate to a man. Again, this is a complex topic that has been vilified in every way imaginable for at the very least 70 years. Do not attempt to begin this without first having done the three above points and having read my very next blog post after this one, which will cover this aspect in more detail. Hint: Women are not the enemy.
5. Understand that religion is pivotal. Not optional. This is a massive topic and of course, rivers of ink and blood have been spilt over it, so I am not going to bother doing more than I already have with my two books, the short one, BELIEVE! and the detailed one Reclaiming the Catholic Church. But be aware that atheism leads to mass murder, and so do many fake religions. Churchianity leads to fakeness and gayness (of the butt-sex kind, not the happy kind). False religions lead to dysfunctional societies, not functional, happy, safe ones that are able to deal with reality head on. Catholicism has been vilified and lied to from the start, and had bad men, in it and all around it, throughout it’s existence, and yet, in keeping with our Lord’s promise, it remains active, and has been the most successful method of creating loving, safe, humane societies full of beauty, humanity, justice and happiness. And this despite the constant lies, attacks and since 1958, total inversion of it by the Satanists currently residing in the Vatican. So, at a minimum, read a bit about it. My books of course save you a lot of time and give plenty of references you can verify by yourself, but it doesn’t need to be my books. Just learn the real history of Christianity from the very early days, as written about by the people that were physically there at the time. Then see if you can still refute catholicism as it really is, not as you have been told it is by pedophile Satanists pretending to be Catholic Clergy.
And last but also first: I don’t know about you, but personally, I have always believed it is better for me to make mistakes or bad choices as a result of my own bad decisions than by listening to someone else’s bad advice.
So, go forth man. And conquer life and do the hard things, and do the good things, and ignore the naysayers, the critics, the failures, the alcoholic, drug addled flotsam of life, the NPCs, the envious millionaires and jealous prisoners of their own failures. Build your life, your friends, your family, your community, based on solid foundations, leading a loving wife who respects and cares about you and looks after you as a woman that is happy to be a woman and act as one, even as you take care of her and love her, as a man that is happy to be a man, and acts as one.
On this very blog, you can find posts on how to not just survive clown world (in detail), but take them on and win.
And I have also written about Christianity, which I think is far more important… if only you really get it. Which apparently, quite a few people did, since, despite me being anything like a “theologian” and having lived most of my life as a Zen-Agnostic somewhat hedonist, over 100 (and counting) people converted to proper Catholicism (Sedevacantism) as a result of reading some of these works. And some are getting married in Church and soon will be making children too.
But despite all of that, the sheer volume of lies, the scale of the deception, and even worse of the neutering, and in some cases literal castration of everything male, starting with children, and the weakening of the entire human race as a result, is sickening.
I mean we literally have 100% confirmed pedophiles, with pictures and videos of himself with CHILDREN doing sexual things, being the son of the “president”. That “president” that can’t string a sentence together, is in all likelihood a pedophile himself, and worse, if some of the videos about “allegedly” him that were on that computer, are any indication, and apparently literally shits himself regularly. That guy, who supposedly got more votes, miraculously than Trump. That’s who’s supposedly “running” America.
And cocaine clown pretending to be president of Country 404, syphoning billions and grinding human beings to meat for the sake of his habit as well as the money that is all going to corrupt Ukis, Americans that all have their sons working for some gas giant there and just happen to be the sons of “president” and senators and so on.
And trafficked children, for sex, tortured for adrenochrome, and salt for organ transplants, all from the same hellhole. And the world slumbers on.
The Barons of the feudal age would have charged the ivory towers of their “rulers” and replaced them very swiftly. But today, the bovine pre-eminence of fat, hormonally challenged, intelligence stunted balls of lard pretending to be humans is such that any hint of having to think beyond their next Big Mac, or fizzy soda, or porn, or video game, is an intolerable pain and injustice.
So, what are the chances that you, yes you, dear reader, that tiny, sliver of consciousness that is still not completely brain-dead, come here, read this and pay attention to one sentence, just one, that is more important than all the others put together if only you would hear it. If only, you would take it on and use it.
If only.
Well, I can’t force you. And despite who I was for a long time, today, I would not want to force you to pay attention to it. I do, however, wish that all those who do not pay attention to it, keep well away from me. Please do. It’s unpleasant for both of us otherwise.
You ready for that one sentence?
Who am I to listen to, you say? No one. No one important. I have done and seen a lot more than most men ever will. I have travelled a lot, learnt of different cultures all over the world. From the Khoi-San of the Kalahari desert, who tracked for us and taught me how to find food and water in the desert as a child, to the semi-secular muslims of Kazakhstan, which are very pleasant people. To the happy, friendly, and often gullible and ignorant Americans, who, by and large, are simple, nice people, to the English. The Irish, the Scots, the Polish, the Russians, the Latvians, the Bulgarians, and many other people in between, from deepest Africa to the most exclusive gentlemen’s clubs of London. I have trained in karate and Systema until I could teach it and did, over some four decades. I changed countries and careers several times. I married and divorced twice and I am a father several times over.
I have learnt skills most never learn, and read more books than most people read in a few lifetimes over. I speak and read at least 4 languages and a smattering of others.
I have written books and planted trees, in case you were a Hemingway fan.
But in truth, none of that matters all that much. From one man to another I am just a man after all. I have made plenty of big errors and probably will do many more before I die. I try to learn from them, as I can, as everyone does.
But in all of that, the most important thing I found is one. Easily said in one phrase. But will you hear it? Will you take it on? Will you dig into it? Will you, in short, consider it truly and deeply?
I hope so. I do. I pray you do.
Here it is then:
The most Truth you can ever find will be found in the original Catholic Church, which today only exists as Sedevacantists.
That’s it. Now go dig. And don’t stop. Because even if you take it on, and even if you study it deep, and even if you become a full blown Catholic. If you keep studying. If you keep working at it instead of just sit on your butt because you think you’re done after baptism, then, my friend, you will find joy, and miracles, and literally a life you could Never have imagined filling your heart so full.
It is something I have observed, and with increasing degree of scale that is probably logarithmic in nature, how the absolute falsehoods we are all born and raised in, seem to double, and triple, and quadruple, year on year.
We have now reached levels of deception and falsehood were literally people are killing themselves rather than do the most basic investigation into reality, use a modicum of logic, or face any of their totally erroneous premises.
What can anyone do against this complete tsunami of lies?
I have written four books of non-fiction in three very disparate areas of interest, that each can (and has for quite a few people), remove really quite a lot of veils of deception from your eyes, but even so, there is so much left that is corrosive poison, one never feels one has achieved very much.
The Face on Mars – essentially gave what remains the most complete —and since confirmed in many of my then theories over the last 27 years— history of what happened to Mars, which coincidentally sheds more light on the real history of humanity than probably any one book ever has. And it is based on absolutely rock-solid (real) scientific principles of methodology, observation and verifiability.
Systema – The Russian Martial System – Demystified some hyperbole about a martial system that uses a completely different approach to close quarter combat from any other martial art, and that in my over 4 decades of training I found to be vastly more effective in real situations than anything else I had trained in or come across. It also removed, to a certain extent, the tendency to have personality cults around gurus in general and explained some principles of the human mind-body connection in eminently practical ways that benefitted any sportsman, regardless of if he did martial arts or not, but also normal people who took on board some of the principles. They all found a general improvement in their day-to-day lives.
BELIEVE! REAL CHRISTIANITY TAKING CHRISTENDOM BACK: A Reply to the Pederast Infested Vatican, the Churchians of All Denominations and a Manual for Atheists, Agnostics and Would-be Pagans – This was a short book that I wrote in a style that I wish I had come across when I was in my mid-twenties. It does not mince words, I do not excuse all the inconsistencies, lies and nonsense of the conmen that call themselves priests or pastors or “Christians”. Instead, I delved deeply into the various branches of “Christianity” and made my case simply, directly and apparently effectively, since this small book has resulted in well over a 100 conversions to Sedevacantism (actual Catholicism, which has nothing to do with the Vatican, Bergolio, and the other Novus Orco impostors).
And for those who prefer video I create Kurgan TV with various series on various topics.
My point, however, is not to glorify in my works. I am very happy if they help you and if you read them, for I would not have bothered to write them if I didn’t think they were important things to share, I absolutely believe they are.
That said however, even if you read all of them and take them on board, you will, at best, become a real Catholic (which today means a sedevacantist) have a much better idea of how fantastic our real history is, and how to better operate your body and mind, possibly in a self-defence situation too if you also begin to train regularly.
To be sure that puts you way ahead of most humans on Earth, especially if you study and learn real Catholicism and the way that it applies to family. The creation of a family, the relationship between husband and wife, and theirs to their children, and the world.
But I have not yet put together anything that directly affects and deals with the pernicious lies that infect our world today, especially in the West, regarding a number of topics relating precisely to the aspect of the family.
How to create a successful one. How to find the right person. How to raise children well. How to future-proof yourself from the lies fed at you and everyone you love daily, all day, every day.
It is a huge and difficult topic. And in many cases, speaking bluntly and directly about it is probably simply “not allowed”. I doubt such a book would get published. Simply affirming that there are only two sexes and the word “gender” is to be used for grammar, not people, is probably enough to get you cancelled, if not imprisoned. God forbid you call Bruce Jenner, Bruce, instead of “Caytlin”. I mean, you might get away with raping a child, but “deadnaming” a mentally ill man that likes to pretend he’s a woman, Good good, no, that surely deserves jail time!
We have reached levels of clown-world nonsense that make the ancient gnostics either blush in shame or look at us from the tunnel of time in awe at how much further we have gone than they ever did. Burn a few thousand firstborn children alive in a giant statue of Moloch? Hey, look at us, we tear apart babies by the millions and have full on marches against anyone trying to prevent mass-baby-murder.
There is so much ground to cover, so many lies to burn down, that one is almost at a loss for where to begin. And of course, if you try to short-cut it and just tell people, that look, if you just become a proper Catholic and learn what that is and what they do and what they believe, your life is going to take a major turn for the better, they simply don’t believe you. They think it’s another con. And why wouldn’t they. I did too for almost 40 years. And I was LUCKY. I got a massive hit in the heart that forced me to look better. Most people don’t get that wake up call. I got several in my life and, again, I am lucky.
Don’t get me wrong, each time, like the red Indian man said in that film based on some short book I’d read (I forget the name of the author, the book, and the film, but it had Jennifer Lopez in it. Update: U-Turn) — The day comes, the Earthmaker is going to look right in your fucking heart and then you better know what it is you’re doing. Are you a human being? Or just some hungry ghost out there.
And it’s true. God will look straight into you and punch you right in your fucking Heart, and you can’t avoid shit.
Or words to that effect. And that, when it happens, is always, indeed, a big fat punch in the heart that knocks you on your ass far worse than any actual punch you ever got hit by.
But.
If it doesn’t kill you; if you don’t catch fire right there and then; if you manage to crawl back up onto your knees and then eventually stand, spitting out all the blood, and sweat, and tears, and shit you need to get out of your system, then, by the Grace of God, you find out some truth and you realise “Oh. So… yeah… thank you.”
And then that passage in the Bible that tells you to be thankful for your troubles makes sense.
And yet.
How do I get through to you, unknown friend in your twenties, or your teens, or your thirties or eighties for that matter. How do I share with you the truth that makes all wounds better, and heals all pain better than any medicine? How do I find a way to help you see through a glass… less darkly?
Will you even listen? Will you look this way? Will you go down that road that is narrow and hard, but man, does it bring you to a place you have been hoping exists somewhere deep inside your scared and hurt and crushed little heart.
How do I help you find your way there? I don’t want the glory. I don’t care for fame. I could sure use the money and lots of it too, I would put it to good use, I am sure, but even that, I don’t do or want to share this with you for money. I don’t care if my name is never remembered by anyone and I disappear from memory the moment I drop dead, if only it would mean that a lot of people could experience, see, know, the truth about so many things, and the way to manage life, so much easier than what most of us try and do every minute of every day.
How I wish there was some light, some air, some food or drink I could give you to show you.
Well, there is. It’s proper baptism. But so many have been fooled that they already did that. It’s proper catechism. But so many more have been fooled that they already know enough. It’s the proper Holy Mass and Eucharist. But so many have been fooled into blasphemous and erroneous beliefs on this that they consider it a “dinner” or a “feast” or mere “ritual” and “superstition”.
Let me ask you; if I told you that by going to a specific tree near your house, once a day, for 100 days, and saying “How are you? I need a million blue!” As quietly or as loudly as you want, for 100 days, without skipping a day, you are guaranteed to then magically find 10 million dollars into your bank account, and you find a couple other people who say they did it and yes they got the money, some even show you their bank account with a couple of million left in it. But that’s it. In an hour I tell you this, and you meet two people. One takes you to his bank, shows you his account has 2 million left in it. The other guy doesn’t show you his account but points to his house a block away and it’s a massive villa. Say that happened.
Would you go say the silly phrase for 100 days without skipping a single day?
Well, would you?
And yet, all I think it would take is for you to read maybe Believe! which takes a couple of hours or so, and then attend a few Catholic Masses (Sedevacantist ones) as an observer only. Say three. And if after that you feel no pull, no sense that you should go further with this and read more, and learn more, and maybe become a proper Catholic, then so be it.
But what if I tell you that if you do that, chances are you will discover a level of meaning and answers to whatever ails you (which does not mean instant cure, though it can, but answers that over time make sense) that you never had before?
Is it not worth it to take a few hours of your life to try it and find out?
12.12.23 – NAZI MOON is Out
It’s going to be out on December 12th, I am not sure when Amazon will allow pre-purchasing, but I think probably after the 6th as I have until then to do any corrections. So by the 9th I think it should be available for pre-release purchasing.
It will retail at $29.95 in the US, which sounds probably quite high, but… It’s a stonking brick of 828 pages (which is actually the maximum limit of a book size by Amazon), and is a collection of 3 books, complete with notes for each book, a map, technical details, and enough information about its setting to make it really, quite a project. Think of it as my version of The Lord of The Rings, though, of course, of a genre completely different and I can’t approach the master’s level of quality as a writer, but I assure you that the detail that went into developing this story is second to none. I may not have invented a new language, but I do believe this work has the capacity to at least shift any reader’s mind, at least a little, concerning the reality we live in, and what is actually possible, and probably really going on, too.
My style would be closer to a somewhat pornographic Edgar Rice Burroughs, in that it is high adventure stuff and quite cinematic, especially from book 2 on, but the strength of the story, in my humble opinion, is the plot, or rather, multiple plots and sub-plots throughout the story, some of which have story arcs that resolve only further down the line, so for those who like plot-driven stories and who enjoy trying to figure things out before they are explained by the story itself, this should be a pretty decent read, and something not often found in what has become “modern” SF.
In any case, I am terrible at marketing myself, so the above is just to give those interested an overall sense of things, not just hyperbole.
It’s in 9″ x 6″ format, so, comfortable despite its size.
Please order it as soon as you can, as it helps the algorithms if there is a high pre-release purchase.
The point of this book is multifold. And for those who care, here is a little on its nearly 30 year history in the making.
Dream-Writing
The three books that form part of Nazi Moon, are really the result of three dreams I had concerning Mars and the Moon. The dreams were so vivid and clear that I still recall them almost 30 years later. I have had a very strange relationship with dreams throughout my life as I have had premonitory dreams more than once, which were absolutely confirmed because I had shared them with my girlfriend at the time, so when they happened, I had objective confirmation I wasn’t just imagining things.
I also had a dream some 10 years before I met my present-day wife that, the day I met her, I recalled, and once again, I had an objective way to confirm this as she was showing me an apartment and in the dream I had, there had been a specific statue in the corner of the block’s gardens. I could not see that location from where we were and I also had never been to this particular block of apartments so, if that specific statue did turn out to be there, then… well… something! And indeed it was there.
I also had dreams where I have like part 1 of it and then, years later, I have part 2 of it and it flows just as if it was the continuation of the original dream even though years have passed in the waking world. I do not know what any of these things necessarily mean, I have my theories, but they are my best guesses. What I do know is that human beings absolutely have an element of precognition, because at least twice in my life it saved my life, and I had it other times in less life-and death situations, but, as I discuss in a lot more depth in my book Systema – The Russian Martial System (which I taught for years) the US military is training Special Ops people to develop this by testing it in absolutely scientific settings. The Russians are ahead on it, having it be part of their normal analogous training system. Something that the original Systema trainers did a bit at first, but tends to not be done now. Some of the “superhuman” powers of this nature are explained in my Systema book, and have been experienced by others who read it and experimented for themselves.
And Honorton and Ferrari demonstrated years ago (when science could still be reproduced reliably) that precognition is something that a statistically significant (though low) number of humans can do, and have as an ability. Details of this are included in the Systema book too, along with a computerised test that, using video, was the first of its kind in the world and for which I was a test subject, that proved Systema movements and strikes are the least predictable ones of all the ones tested.
ANYWAY… that long preamble was just to point out that I am not sure what the significance of each dream was, but each one pretty much was the launching point for each of the three books.
The cover of the original Overlords Of Mars first book (Inception) was a little similar to the one above, but later I changed it and I think the one usually presented is the one with the image of Mars (which has a story all on its own, as it’s an image rendered by a guy that uses actual telemetry data from NASA to get his images as accurate as possible and was featured in National Geographic, and he gave me permission to use it completely free of any royalties) and a pair of very blue female eyes. Those eyes were taken from a photograph my wife had sent me, though she was not my wife or even girlfriend at the time, and I used them because they were the closest ones to the kind of eyes I had dreamt about in the first dream that became the Overlords of Mars series.
The cover of the second book was done by a guy who now lives in LA and has done most of the special effects in pretty much every film you have seen in the lat 20 years. His team was the lead SFX guys in all the Iron Man films. We used to train Systema together in London and due to his move and work load we sort of lost touch, but I’ll be sending him a copy anyway, as he loved the story when he did the cover for me, again, just as a friend.
The first dream had been about encountering people of a more evolved sort and without giving any spoilers, readers will be able, I think, to figure out when that happens in book 1.
The second dream was of being on Mars, with the kind of equipment described in book 2, exploring, going into underground locations, and the sense of a female presence being there too, which, once again, I think will be recognisable in book 2 – Stasis.
The third dream was of something I do not describe in book three, specifically, but definitely represented the social set-up present there, and the technology that made it possible to be on the surface, as described in book 3 – Black Sun.
The first dream was had in the early to mid 1990s and the third one was had in 1996. And yes, I developed those dreams and the idea for the books, way back then. I had just finished and published The Face on Mars at the end of 1995, which I want to stress is completely NON-Fiction, and is the only book that has really explained what happened on Mars and how. The main concept has been plagiarised by Graham Hancock, which he admitted to me in person in late 1997, (and yes, I have a witness) but in any case, my theory of the reality of how Mars was destroyed has never been found to be flawed, and in fact, some of the things I wrote about as being possible back in 1995 have since been proven to be exactly as what I predicted, and as they should be, if my theory on the destruction of Mars being intelligent is correct, which I am still sure it is. I also updated the book in 2014, which has more information, relevant to the current fiction Omnibus Nazi Moon.
I met all the top people involved in studying Mars at the time, in conferences, speeches we gave, magazine articles I wrote, and even radio and TV interviews I did at the time. Mark Carlotto remains a long distance friend and I have made some videos on Kurgan TV to explain why the man’s work is really second to none concerning his science. He is a consummate scientist, a real one, that actually does proper science, regardless of any politics or anything else. And he too believes The Face is artificial, which was my own conclusion before the later images were produced. Since then, what NASA actually has been producing, image-wise is, to my mind, suspect in the extreme. For reasons that are obvious and explained very early in the fiction works.
Anyway, the point is that in order to write The Face on Mars, I had spent literally every waking minute researching everything from the most obscure astronomical information to details of the first (real or not) Alien abductions. And then I had a very weird experience, which, luckily, was also confirmed by pretty much the whole of South Africa, as a bunch of UFOs basically flew down the N1 main national highway that runs the length of the country, and entire police stations came out to see them, not just me and a friend with my video camera, and it was on the front page of newspapers and still in the news a few days later. It was what we would today call a UFO “Flap”. And luckily I wasn’t the only one to document it, at least partially, in my book. I didn’t explain the whole thing because it sounded crazy, but at least the verifiable parts I did put in the book. And I had a video of the whole event.
Shortly thereafter I was burgled and the only thing that was taken was those videos and the video camera, not cash, not the stills camera, nothing else, and the “break-in” was done professionally without leaving a trace of “breaking-and-entering”. My phone was also tapped, which was confirmed by the n.2 guy in the equivalent of the South African secret service at the time, although he said he had no idea who was doing it as it wasn’t the South African Government.
I had a lot of strange meetings with various people, from Admirals’ daughters that had apparently been drugged and messed with because they found out too much about what daddy was doing, to professional and well-known European astronomers that worked for ESA (European Space Agency) that told me privately they agreed with all my theories in the book, and they said I was absolutely correct, but they could not support me publicly or they would lose their job. I also met a lot of clearly disturbed people, but the meetings with the non-crazy people were really quite astonishing, because I could confirm who these people were and they were not random morons, nor where they looking for fame, fortune or anything else from me, other than just their being glad someone else had figured out some of the things that they knew and which they could not really discuss, either for fear of reprisals, or for fear of being thought of as a crazy person.
After I wrote The Face on Mars, I had already figured out that if antigravity technology was a thing (and it absolutely is) then, there were a bunch of logical consequences that made it obvious that:
So, these strange situations that were happening to me and these people I met or would approach me, along with the clear psyops I was subjected to from time to time, (in a fairly light mode, it must be admitted) made perfect sense to me.
I had made it clear that I thought antigravity technology was absolutely planet-busting capable, and as such needed to be absolutely regulated, so, it’s not like I was threatening to release the blueprints of how to build your own little UFO, which in any case I would not know how to do. And over the years, I have held that position consistently. Which is why I assume I have mostly been left alone.
The reality is that even if only really good guys had access to antigravity technology (I wish!) it would still need to be regulated and controlled with a pretty ironclad set of rules that are absolutely enforced. One crazy bastard with an anti-gravity machine the size of your car can reduce our planet to a smouldering death-ball if not just another asteroid belt where Earth used to be. And there are a LOT of crazy bastards on top of the billions of idiots, so, even if I were put in charge of all the antigravity technology for the Sol system tomorrow, you bet I would put in place absolutely Draconian security systems to use the stuff. The only difference is that once I have that aspect completely nailed down, I would gradually release the information concerning the technology to the whole planet. And yes, that is absolutely fraught with danger, I know, which is why the information would need to be released gradually and anyone not following or trying to avoid the protocol would need to be hammered into the ground.
Over time, the procedures of security concerning the operation of antigravity machines would become a standard Modus Operandi for all humans and eventually, the Human race would evolve enough to be able to take its place in the Galactic scheme of things where the other intelligent races have already come to similar conclusions that, when everyone has a zap gun that can destroy entire stars and planets, no one had better use it that way, otherwise everyone else will see to it that you and your species disappear from the genetic code of this section of space.
So… I have been living with that reality in my head, pretty much fully-formed since age 26. And nothing in the intervening 28 years has done anything other than confirm this theory at every turn and in every aspect.
And the books have been in my head since then. Certainly these three.
Confederate Rising was a little novella I wrote for fun (see the notes in the section labelled Overlords of Mars on the left) as a kind of joke for a group of online friends, and it is set in the same Universe as these books, but in the far future, a few hundred years from the events of Nazi Moon.
Now that you know the underlying premise of the realm in which my stories take place, I sincerely hope you not only buy and read the book, but I really hope you spread it around and give it as a gift to friends and family, because, as some of you know, science fiction is more than just entertainment. It propagates certain ideas and realities through human consciousness, and thanks to principles of morphic resonance, when enough people have an idea in their heads as a possibility, it becomes a reality. Films like a 2001: Space Odyssey was filmed in 1968 and inspired by a short story from the almost self-confessed pedophile Arthur C. Clarke written in 1951. That film showcased technology that now we take for granted and have even surpassed in some cases.
Now, I am not a well-connected elite, being as I am absolutely not only, not a pedophile, but believing that they deserve the death penalty, so… I have to rely on you normal people to spread the word for me and change quite a bit of the false narratives that are flying around the entire globe as though they were absolute truths, when in fact, they are vicious lies designed to keep the best of us down.
And if you also just enjoy a good story for the entertainment purposes, that’s absolutely fine too, but your help in spreading the word would be very much appreciated.
Lastly, if any of you want signed copies, the only way I can do that is to order some books myself, sign them and post them, which is quite expensive and can take a LONG time, especially since US customs can hold books for up to 8 weeks in customs, for reasons best known to themselves. However, if any of you are interested and are willing to pay for the postage, please leave me a comment or send me an email and we will see about doing that for you.
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By G | 4 December 2023 | Posted in Actual Science, Ancient Technology, Books, Face on Mars, Increasing Happiness, Nazi Conspiracies, NAZI MOON, Overlords of Mars - 1, Overlords of Mars - 2, Social Commentary, Systema, The Enemy Within