Brother Whitley
-   Friend of the Martians   -

"So-called UFOlogists are probably the cruelest, nastiest and craziest people I have ever encountered.


Their interpretation of the visitor experience is rubbish from beginning to end. The 'abduction reports' that they generate are not real. They are artifacts of hypnosis and cultural conditioning.

"What we are experiencing is a perceptual anomaly that is sufficiently ambiguous and intense that it demands explanation. It is something that human beings have been experiencing for a long time.


It is the cause of religion, of mythology, of folklore. Presently it is the cause of the 'alien abduction' belief."
-Whitley Strieber's closing words of the cover letter to last issue of "The Communion Letter", spring Issue, 1991; Volume 3, No. 1.

"The voice became a hiss. 'You will get to the telescope! You must, do you understand! Must!' Her hissing reminded me of the giant lizard at the zoo, the way he hissed when you got him with a mesquite bean.

"The hand was weird. It was bony and thin, and it was digging hard into my shoulder. This sure didn't seem much like any dream I ever had before.

"Writhing from the pain, I looked up, trying to see this person.


But she pushed my head back down and I found myself looking into a huge book made of dark blue leather and crusted with rubies so enormous that I could see my own face reflected in them. I could see the Sister of Mercy, too, a black shadow in the depths of each jewel.

"Her long, thin hands caressed the cover of the book with the care due a fragile, overripe fruit. And yet it did not seem worn. On the contrary, the sense of antiquity was combined with a quality of the fresh, as if it was both ancient and freshly minted.

"She lifted the cover, revealing supple, curiously floppy endpapers that reminded me in a creepy way of skin. Instead of pages in the book, there was a strange darkness.


I did not want to look; I didn't even want to be near it. Hands grasped my head and pushed it downward. I was aware of sucking, as if the book were a well and there was a creature down there that was going to devour me. I could not prevent it..."
-Whitley Strieber

"The Secret School"

"The 'medical examination' to which abductees are said to be subjected, often accompanied by sadistic sexual manipulation, is reminiscient of the medieval tales of encounters with demons.


It makes no sense in a sophisticated or technical framework: any intelligent being equipped with the scientific marvels that UFOs possess would be in a position to achieve any of these alleged scientific objectives in a shorter time and with fewer risks."
-Dr. Jacques Vallee


"These entities are clever enough to make Strieber think they care about him. Yet his torment by them never ceases.


Whatever his relationship to the entities, and he increasingly concludes that their involvement with him is something 'good,' he also remains terrified of them and uncertain as to what they are."
-John Ankerberg

"The Facts on UFOs and Other Supernatural Phenomena"

"I became entirely given over to extreme dread. The fear was so powerful that it seemed to make my personality completely evaporate... 'Whitley' ceased to exist.


What was left was a body and a state of raw fear so great that it swept about me like a thick, suffocating curtain, turning paralysis into a condition that seemed close to death... I died and a wild animal appeared in my place."
-Whitley Strieber


"Increasingly I felt as if I were entering a struggle that might even be more than life and death.


It might be a struggle for my soul, my essence, or whatever part of me might have reference to the eternal. There are worse things than death, I suspected... so far the word demon had never been spoken among the scientists and doctors who were working with me...


Alone at night I worried about the legendary cunning of demons...At the very least I was going stark, raving mad."
-Whitley Strieber


"I wondered if I might not be in the grip of demons, if they were not making me suffer for their own purposes, or simply for their enjoyment."
-Whitley Strieber


"I felt an absolutely indescribable sense of menace. It was hell on earth to be there [in the presence of the entities], and yet I couldn't move, couldn't cry out, couldn't get away.


I'd lay as still as death, suffering inner agonies. Whatever was there seemed so monstrously ugly, so filthy and dark and sinister. Of course they were demons. They had to be.


And they were here and I couldn't get away."
-Whitley Strieber


"Why were my visitors so secretive, hiding themselves behind my consciousness. I could only conclude that they were using me and did not want me to know why...


What if they were dangerous?


Then I was terribly dangerous because I was playing a role in acclimatizing people to them."
-Whitley Strieber