The much anticipated new book by the late Mac Tonnies has been released by Anomalist Books, titled The Cryptoterrestrials: A Meditation on Indigenous Humanoids and the Aliens Among Us. This book deals with a number of bizarre concepts, but placed forthright by Tonnies, accompanied by his usual intellect and powers of reason, they are afforded what is possibly the best interpretation of aliens as indigenous beings from Earth to-date. Nick Redfern, who in addition to providing the foreword for Tonnies’ book offered this excellent review, had this to share:
Mac was a very good friend of mine; and like all his friends I was shocked to the core when he passed away suddenly and tragically in October 2009, at the age of only 34.
But, I am pleased to say, Mac’s latest – and, inevitably, final – piece of work ensures that his memory, legacy and ability to think outside of the conventional ufological box will live on. That work is The Cryptoterrestrials: A Meditation on Indigenous Humanoids and the Aliens Among Us.
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Greetings Graliens,
You awake from a restless sleep, perhaps from a discomforting dream or nightmare, and as you begin to become aware of your surroundings, you are startled to find that you cannot move your body. A prisoner within your own physical shell, you struggle to find why a sudden, inexplicable paralysis has occurred, though you notice you’re only capable of opening your eyes and looking about the room. Suddenly, something catches your attention; a dark silhouette moving against a far wall, or an illuminated, waving form just above you. Faint whispers gather around you, just out of your visible range, and though they seem to be speaking right in your ear, you can’t make out distinctly what is being said. This is followed by the terror of perceiving movement–another being–moving on the bed next to you. You can’t see this individual, but you feel their hands creeping over onto your body, then their knees as they mount on your chest. You panic, and just before you meet what appears to be an inevitable demise, you regain control of your body, and sit up sweating, desperate to find the unseen intruder, who no longer exists.
In 1945, Ray Palmer, a diminutive dwarf who had suffered a near-crippling accident early in life that stunted his growth, had been working as the editor of the popular pulp fiction magazine, Amazing Stories. One day, Palmer happened to receive a long, rambling letter from a man who claimed to psychically “hear” a strange series of communications from individuals living under ground in extensive caverns that filled the inner Earth. Palmer, a writer of some repute himself, took the liberty of using the raw information sent to him by the author of the letter, a Mr. Richard Sharp Shaver of Pennsylvania, and created from it a fantasy story titled, “I Remember Lemuria.”
“I AM DIANE… I COME FROM VENUS.”