My apologies for not posting in a while… I really appreciate all the fan mail, love letters, and such (sorry girls, but I am already taken). I am hoping to be able to post a little more in the new year, I am not dead yet, lol… My new book – “Third Reich Pilgrim Part II: Ghostland” is going gangbusters, I have sold 6 copies and given away 13 copies… But I am still waiting for my Nobel Peace Prize…. I mean, if you prove that war never happened, does that not mean that you have not only stopped war now, but stopped it in the past also? There’s an interesting philosophical question for all the intellectuals out there…
Category Archives: WWII
THIRD REICH PILGRIM Part II: Ghostland – Book Release
Book is now available for purchase – AUD$29.95 – please email email@example.com for payment and shipping details.
I will write a little synopsis later on.
Here are the Chapters:
I – The Kingdom of Blood And Iron
II – The Mythos of Germania and the Reich
III – The End of Berlin
IV – Goslar and the Heart of Germany
V – Operation Kyffhauser
VI – The Green Knights of Totenwald
VII – Walhalla on the Danube
VIII – The Treason Within
All extracts taken from Philip K Dick’s The Penultimate Truth.
One has to extract the parts of this mosaic literary work that are relevant in serial logical form. The rest of the book can be expurgated. In all Philip K Dick’s books that I have read, and I have read so far about 6 or 7, there is several layers of writing, like many books, going back to the Norse and Greek Myths and the Biblical Canon, where there are several layers which are woven together, often proving rather contradictory. It’s woven together from many threads, as I discussed in TRP Part I, the “text” referring to textum in Latin, which is a woven fabric – so I write about the “Weavers Guild” of Germany being the first book makers. But all the Guilds worked closely together to produce the first books, as it was such a massive operation, it took the combined efforts of all the industries of humans. Now this has been done for reasons other than money, because there is no profit in making books, books, are massively subsidized. We see books today that can be purchased new for $5.00 retail, however, the true cost in making that same book, would be in the order of $50.00…That is without the marketing and advertising, if one adds in the enormous costs of marketing and advertising books, the figure is ???? Who knows…And there are millions of books produced each year that nobody even reads, and yet the costs are still there – there is no profit in the book business, nor in publishing, and most of the names credited as “authors” are actors, who knows, Philip K Dick was probably an actor too, most notable “writers” are not the actual writers but are front men and women, they play the part of the writer, while the true authors are unknown. I mean, with, for example Philip K Dick, there is no way one man could have encoded a book with such penultimate truths at the time he did, alone. Even today with the vast Internet available to us, which is also described in the book under different names, even today, one man would find it impossible. The book was written in 1964! Interesting also, not just the Fake War parts, but the description of Flat Earth, and also many descriptions of the faking of archaeology, the book goes into some depth on how the fraud of archaeology is organised. Certainly this is way too advanced in knowledge for the time.
“Only here, in this day and age, as speech the speech had just pointed out, they had been born onto the surface of a world and now that surface with its air and sunlight and hills, its oceans, its streams, its colours and textures, its very smells, had been swiped from them and they were left with a tin-can submarine – figuratively – dwelling boxes in which they were squeezed, under a false light, to breathe repurified stale air, to listen to weird obligatory music and sit day-long at work benches making leadies for a purpose which – but even Lantano could not go on here. Could not say, for a purpose you dont know. For each of us here above to argument our retiues with, our entourages which wait on us, follow us, dig for us, build, scrape and bow…You have made us barons in baronial castles, and you are the Nibelungen, the dwarves, in the mines; you labour for us. AND WE GIVE YOU BACK READING MATTER.”
“Both military establishment, those of Wes-Dem and Pac-Peop, had provided him with financial and spiritual assistance – as well as the fabulous film clips of World War Two which each establishment held in its classified film libraries. The twin documentaries, contrived so as to be released simultaneously…Joseph Adams fitted his eyes to the spool scanner he thought to himself that they should have been able to remember enough to recognise what they saw on their TV screens to be a pure lie. Before his eyes appeared the tiny, illuminated and clear image of Adolf Hitler, addressing the hired flunkies who constituted the Reichstag of the late 1930’s. Der Fuhrer was in a sardonic, jovial, mocking, exited mood…his voice rising with each, and with each the hired flunkies jeered in synchronization…The emotionality of it all…The roars of the flunkies…Joseph Adams watched, listened, felt inside him a resonance with the roars, a sardonic glee in company with Hitler’s – and at the same time he felt simple, quite childlike wonder that this scene could ever have truly taken place.”
“It was the British who had brought about Buchenwald, was Gottlieb Fischer’s revised history. Not the Germans. The Germans were the victims, in 1943 as much as 1919. A later scene in Documentary A would show Berliners, in 1944, hunting in the woods surrounding Berlin, searching for nettles to make soup. The Germans were starving; all continental Europe, all people inside and outside the concentration camps, were starving. Because of the British.”
“The Wes-Dem TV viewer would discover that England, France, Germany and the United States should have all been allies. Against the authentic evil-doer, Josef Stalin, with his megalomanical plans for world conquest….The scene which opened episode four of version A. Advancing the spool, Joseph Adams halted at the episode and put his eyes to the scanner, this modern technological crystal ball into which one gazed to know – not the future – but the past. And. Not even the past. Instead, this fake which he now witnessed. Before his eyes a film sequence, narrated by the maddeningly ubiquitous Alex Sourberry and his oily, skillful murmur. A scene vital to the overall moral version of version A which Gottlieb Fischer, backed angelwise by the Wes-Dem military establishment….A deliberate, carefully manufactured fraud…To think that what we are now derives from such crude sleight-of-hand…since the documentary had been universally accepted as historically correct, as documenting the sell-out at Yalta, the misunderstood Adolf Hitler who had really only been trying to save Western Democracies from the Commies…And all it took was a few juxtaposed shots of British warships and starving camp victims, a few entirely faked scenes that simply never had actually occurred…And the soothing voice which tied it all together. Soothing – but firm.”
“In World War Two England and the US only seemed to fight Germany…technical errors occur…First of all, in World War Two there was no US Air Force…Prop Planes…The monad wanted me to see…our collective, historic efforts from the very beginning, starting with these two documentaries, has been marred. When you and I go out to fake things you and I and all the rest of us are just plain bound, at some place, sooner or later, to slip up.”
“…he tore himself loose from the tunnel, scrabbled and clutched at the clammy, flat earth which was surface earth; horizontal, with no end.”
“Our fake-producing factory, he thought, demands a lot from us; we may be the ruling elite, but we are not idle.”
“We are, Adams realized, a cursed race. Genesis is right; there is a stigma on us, a mark. Because only a cursed, marked, flawed species would use its discoveries as we are using them.”
“The fakery had gone that deep…They don’t work…If I could make them really work I could take over the world.”
“They share film studios in Moscow…Just like they share the New York Agency. Some talented Commie producer named Eisenbludt; he stages all the scenes of destruct you see on your TV screen. Usually its in min – done in scale. Sometimes, though, its life-size. Like they show the leadies fighting. He does a good job. I mean, its convincing; I remember and sometimes, when the TV set we have up here is working, we manage to catch it. We were fooled, too, when we were below. He, that Eisenbludt, and all the Yance-men; they’ve fooled everybody almost, except sometimes tankers do come up anyhow. Like you did.”
“And derived his Fuhrer, not from his own creativity, his artistic genius, but from simple observation. And who would Gottleib Fischer, circa 1982, be seeing? Actors. Hundreds of them. Sorted over to play roles in his two vast phony documentaries – actors picked especially for their ability to portray world leaders. In other words, actors who had charisma, the magic…. What the documentaries lacked were proper credits; who played what great world leader; we need that list, and the list does not and never did exist; it was carefully not made.”
“Is that what rules the millions of tankers today, the actor who struck Gottleib Fischer as just right to undertake the task of impersonating Hitler.”
“Its was spurious. Laid down deliberately by Gestalt-macher. Fakes. That’s what makes up the Gestalt, clues like that, profile indicators.”
“We have here, Adams, the ultimate factory of manufacturing hoaxes.”
“In that spurious, utterly faked scene contrived by Gottleib Fischer.”
“Because you know; and I know why you know, and you realise this. We are no longer in the quagmire of fakes, now; this is real. What are you, what I am aware of, due to the photo graphic records taken by my satellite.”
“We are cursed as a race, all right, Foote said to himself; Genesis is right.”
“Because, he said to himself, I’m going to tell them the truth.”
American soldiers “re-purpose” a German Sturmgeschutze III tank. Great idea, I mean, the Americans would not get very far in their Sherman props, so just use German props instead, at least they worked. This would not create any confusion in the “chaos of war zones”, no not at all, because as you can see, the German Balkenkreuz has been painted over and an American military star painted on, so it’s easily recognizable at long distance, especially in the smoke and haze, rain and mud, and at night time; and the brave young men were all trained to work the “enemies” machinery and tanks, so they could just re-purpose, a lick of paint, jump in, and away you go to Berlin! Planes could easily tell the difference from the air also: “Oh, that’s our boys down there in a German tank, a cuckoo crew, hold fire.”
From “Fielding Captured Weapons: The Allied and Axis Approaches” –
Using the captured weapons and equipment of an enemy is commonplace during war. Frontline soldiers often find themselves short of what they need to accomplish their missions and quickly become ingenious at filling these holes in their order of battle with whatever they can find, capture or pilfer.”
You see, it’s written in military technical jargon, so it must be true. Young, brave men, with little training, no experience and hardly any education, are natural geniuses who can adapt quickly, without instruction, to any chaotic Frontline war zone, easily taking possession of highly technical weapons and equipment of their enemies and then using it against the enemy, to “knock them out” with their own weapons, and this is commonplace, happens all the time in war, and it is very effective. It is known, for example, that the British used to like adopting German tanks also, instead of using their own M13/40s, they would just capture some German Tiger and Panther tanks, get the Germans to surrender, which the Germans were very good at, and then jump in and continue on in the German tanks. Often the Germans would then continue on with the British, working as captured crewmen and mechanics in the Cuckoo Tanks, to keep the tanks going for as long as possible, so that more and more German tanks could be captured and re-purposed. To avoid any confusion in the field and to avoid friendly fire, the tanks were painted with easily identifiable identifications, or a flag, or something. Or just left as they were for a sneaky ambush.