Every Christmas now for years, I have found myself wondering about the point of the celebration. As the holiday has become more ecumenical and secular, it has lost much of the magic that I remember so fondly from childhood. — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
“Whomever or whatever the visitors are, their activities go far beyond a mere study of mankind. They are involved with us on very deep levels, playing in the band of dream, weaving imagination & reality together until they begin to seem what they probably are - different aspects of a single continuum. To really begin to perceive the visitors adequately… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share
A real stunner. Want to get swept up on a journey you will never forget and never quite escape? Open THE RITUAL OF ILLUSION… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
In them was not the savage blankness of the reptile species. Instead there was something far worse - burning, unquenchable rage mixed with the… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
Everytime someone ends a prayer in the Western world they say Amen - that is the name of an Egyptian god associated with completion.… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
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… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share
I put the copy of 'A Christmas Carol' that my grandfather had first read to me 60 years ago on my desk, and I… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
In a reality made of energy, thoughts may literally be things. What if it was intended that we create our own realities after death? — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
I wondered if I might not be in the grip of demons, if they were not making me suffer for their own purposes, or… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
Why were my visitors so secretive, hiding themselves behind my consciousness. I could only conclude that they were using me and did not want… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
The upheavals of adolescence silenced 'A Christmas Carol' for a few years. I became a firebrand atheist. Christmas - humbug! Too commercial! Then I… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
No doubt, I wont be believed, and thats all right, because, in a sense, it leaves me free in ways that belief would not. — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
