"A new mythology was needed to bridge the stupendous gap beyond the meaningless present. They provided it. But who are they? Real beings, or the ghosts of our own ridiculous, petty dreams? They spoke to us, "in smooth English." They did not speak to our scientists; they did not send sophisticated signals in uniquely decipherable codes, as alien beings arc supposed to do, if they read Walter Sullivan, as any alien being should before daring to penetrate our solar system. No, they picked Gary Wilcox instead. And Joe Simonton. And Maurice Masse. What did they say? That they were from Mars. That they were our neighbors. And, above all, that they were superior to us, that we must obey them. That they were good. Go to Valensole and ask Masse. He will tell you, perhaps, how puzzled he was when suddenly, without warning, he felt inside himself a warm, comforting feeling— how good they were, our good neighbors. The Good People. They took a great interest in the affairs of men, and they always "stood for justice and right." They could appear in different forms. With them Joe Simonton exchanged food. So in times gone by, did Irishmen, who talked to similar beings. In those days, too, they were called the Good People and, in Scotland, the Good Neighbors, the Sleagh Maith. What did they say, then?"We are far superior to you." "We could cut off half the human race."
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"And the conclusion is that, through the UFO phenomenon, we have the unique opportunity to observe folklore in the making, and to gather scientific material at the deepest source of human imagination. We will be the object of much contempt by future students of our civilization if we allow this material to be lost, for "tradition is a meteor which, once it falls, cannot be rekindled."
- Jacques Vallee (Passport to Magonia)
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