I’ll be honest, friends. This paperback caught my eye solely because of its title, which portended something like Frank Edwards’s “Strange Things” series.
No. Check out the subtitle. This book is genuinely disturbing and creepy. It will stir you to horror and compassion for the inner torments suffered by the author, so vividly laid out in mostly flat, emotionless language. I read this only once, in 1991. But now I feel honor-bound to give it another examination.
If you aren’t wigged out by the distorted perceptions narrated by the author, check out the note I found inside after purchase. I’ve transcribed it below:
But I challenge you to read this book and still after having first to its
conclusion and be able to positively say that our mad friend was really mad and truly deluded – could it be
possible there is an unseen world in which each person can build thought forms
that are “real”? in “that” time and “that” place? [over]
cross circuiting between two realities.
To be able to operate to still
exist in this body we must have only one reality hence the necessity for ridding
ourselves of any intruding realities or at least being able to keep them
separate and under control.
I wonder if the note-writer was familiar with the metaphysical concept of the Tulpa or thought-form.
Pretty profound, kiddies!
If you
wish, you may download a PDF of the text at https://pdfs.semanticscholar.org/b788/547eda4175033876e4bb6ed3f0bf3c8e7a9d.pdf?_ga=2.147244023.1166368669.1568787635-1864281516.1568787635
See you on Wednesday, stuffed shirts and humble types!