art: ben sims and astrid mendez
The book addresses Adams' preoccupation with 42 and, having
uncovered some of its massive significance for the Cosmos and the
planet over vast ages, carries on to investigate the notion of the Isles of
Wonder as depicted in the 2012 Olympics, where we discover much
more beneath the surface than you might have expected... and not so
much buried, nor even hidden - but rather paraded brazenly before us
to test our reactions:
The 'Shakspere'/Spear-Shaker/Bacon theme, with the 'Tempest'
references; the Tor, and the workers emerging from their underground
bases; Queen Elizabeth as Queen of Heaven, descending like a falling
star, with her special advisor 007 (Bond, this time, rather than Dee);
Caliban warning us that the Isle is full of noises, as the Schumann
Resonances increase to hitherto unknown levels; the bells, reminiscent
of the Berlin Olympics where the 'bell' reminded us of Thule and Vril;
the worship of the deified bright orb in the sky - SUN, or SET? And one
last bit of curious magic in the shape of a performance by the most
in-your-face shape-shifter of our time...
I realise that this reads like just so much of your average conspiracy
theory - until all the threads are pulled together, by a single significant
event - the most recent worldwide cataclysm, brought about, according
to Comyns Beaumont, through collision with a comet some 3500 years
ago, curiously coinciding with the end of the thirteen years war; both
having taken place in what is now Britain; the case for which he argues
His research leads to disturbing conclusions, the most important being
that all the history we have ever been taught is a lie mainly due to
what was arranged at the Council of Nicaea in 325AD by Constantine,
with the help of Helena his mother who went off to the Middle East
looking for wood and re-naming places, in order that the old philosophy
and belief system of Britain could be distorted into a form that would
be used from then on to control the greater part of the world. This,
added to the relocation of history cum myth by those survivors of the
catastrophe and subsequent flood who settled in other parts of the
world has served to obliterate the true heritage and history of Britain
even unto the present day.
Jerusalem, Moab, Noah and Ab'Ram... Deucalion, Orpheus, Athens, and
the Underworld all had their origins and their reality in the North Lands
- here, in Eden, the Hesperides, the Isles of the Blest.
The origins of Satan and Quetzalcoatl, Baphomet and Robin Hood, Aslan
and Hermes, the Golden Ass and the Cockatrice, the Labyrinth and the
Morris Dance are all explained. Along with the Birds and the Bees, the
true Shake-spear, the Aegis, and the mind-altering honey of Eleusis.
AND the question that gives rise to the ultimate answer...
DON'T THESE TIMES FILL YOUR EYES?
Like a bad attack of migraine that recedes but never leaves, THE DEATH TABLEAU is a
discomforting excursion into the essential seediness and wearisome tedium of real
and terrifying 'evil'.
Using word pictures that hit you like a brick wall, Herbertson tests his feisty hero to
the limit and beyond.
WHERE THE STREETS ARE COLD AND LONELY
With a backstory already containing enough 'pain' for several lifetimes, the
independent Professor Peralis, a widowed academic turned businesswoman, has
several seemingly chance encounters and, drawn into a web of low magick, endures a
vile process of dehumanisation, involving rape, violence and mental torture.
AND THE CARS THEY BURN BELOW ME
At times touching on the brilliance of Lewis and Priestley with his descriptions of
things beyond description, Herbertson takes his readers beyond the wardrobe of
fantastical psychic outfits necessary for the performance of our daily masques of
mundanity, showing how the true ashlar is wrought only through being hit quite hard
with sharp objects.
The dramatic rooftop denouement could be a scene from David Lindsay, transposed
to 'eighties Madchester.
ARE YOU ALL ALONE?
ARE YOU MADE OF STONE?
so long, old dna,* and thanks for all the fish...
do you really believe it all just came to him in a flash
one morning in a field - the answer to life, the
universe and everything?
well, whatever he had been doing the night before, he
discovered some BIG truths!
hidden away in all that humour (by far the safest way
to divulge the truth) are all the answers you could
ever need to solve your deep metaphysical
explore with us the origins of the incoming whale, the
vogons, and the krikkit wars, before we take you
through a stargate to jupiter and beyond, to the
beginnings and ends of time, rearranging the geography
of the entire planet on the way...
it will not be a comfortable ride and the world to
which you return will be upside down. you have been
misled for many centuries by those you thought you
could trust, by toutatis! asterix had a rational fear -
the sky HAD fallen down! and not for the first time - or
ok, towel at the ready?
NOW you can panic!
*as adams was known to his friends