after the allies won the second world war russia and america were locked in the cold war, america launched operation paperclip, a deft piece of espionage type manoeuvring which involved taking the cream of nazi scientists who would have been charged at nuremberg for war crimes, possibly given the death sentence or imprisoned with hess at spandau. stalin actually wanted to shoot every nazi that survived although churchill intervened.
the catholic church managed to smuggle most of the higher ranking officers out to south america, creating new identities however america was just getting into the swing of rockets and space travel, nasa was being birthed and required the best minds so it relocated most of the german scientists and gave them new identities within nasa, thus the american space race is based upon nazi science and the pope won't set foot in yad vashem. 
not that it matters, after all nazi science is used in many forms of contemporary life, ibm computers, opel cars, eugenics etc but what's interesting was the way that a handful of these scientists were also members of an organisation which although presents as thule, was in fact embedded within, known as vril, which was based upon a book written in 1871 called 'the coming race' by edward bulwer lytton. the book describes a powerful and advanced race of people who inhabit the subterranean levels of the earth.
it turns out edward was also a member of the golden dawn, he was also wildly imaginative and wrote science fiction fantasy, not uncommon as it was also a prescribed way in which esoteric knowledge is imparted, just look at the poems of blake and yeats, the novels of dion fortune and crowley, science fiction has always had a subversive side to it, even the old testament taken literally has a fantasy side to it and who can tell the symbolic concept from the literal, it takes a high level of training and critical thinking, and to be honest an intuitive faculty. if the bible was written today as science fiction the old testament would be called, 'master of choas' and the new, 'the thing with three souls.'
there's a line where the facts blend with fiction, a place where without restraint or scepticism one can become lost, the area is known as the house of rumour or to those in the know, the chapel perilous, from which many wander in but never out. i've written about this somewhere, the difference between freud and jung was jung was a kabbalist, freud a talmudist, for the magickian must cross into many worlds, one foot here another there, yet at the same time process all information and transmute it into light, the sun, spiritual light, intelligence, love and creativity.

i came out of a deep shamanistic trance, i'd used various plant medicines and asked various allies on the astral planes for assistance i was preparing myself for magickal attack, the black sun wanted something from me, they would be back and i needed to be prepared. i was loathe to use magick but i needed to fight fire with fire, i loaded up my auric field with talismans and protective servitors, i had friends in other dimensions that looked after me, i had a guardian angel and a host of energetic weapons at my disposal but i embedded my seal in my mind, the flaming eye, i was ready for them.