Wilcock comes here so he claim his 'inside sources' told him this or that…the rest, him and Corey just make up in that fertile insane asylum of their imaginations. Then in the 'I'm the stupiest' contest, they get pixie dust crystal rubbers to give them money for these insights at conferences. If you ever wanted to hear what self delusion BS artist narcissists sound like…listen to this two bag of rubber balls.