My father had a passion for sports two in particular were football and basketball he watched every game and knew all the rules and players. In college my dad got on a football team and quickly became the best player on his football team. Eventually my father was planning to become a professional football player until one night he decided to fall asleep alongside a grove near the freeway. And that same night a drunken truck driver ran over one of his legs causing him to no longer play football because of this he was devastated. A couple years later when I was only 4-years old my dad begin physically abusing me, starving me, and forcing me to learn and play basketball. As a result, to the accident my father made it his mission to try and live his life through mine. I wasn’t allowed to play with friends or go outside, instead I had to watch every basketball game that came on, recite the player’s names, and discuss the game rules. My father would test me by asking me several questions one in particular what player number twelve’s name was. If I got it wrong he would hit me in the nose causing me to bleed excessively. One day I remember I was sitting on my bed in my room and my father came in and pointed at a basketball poster hanging on the wall which he got for me. My dad then asked me what’s this players name and I said I don’t know and my father grabbed my right leg and broke it the sound was so loud that my mother heard it all the way in the living room and came running to my aid. I was then rushed to the hospital a doctor told me that one of my bones had fractured and told me I would have to wear a cast on my leg. When I wasn’t watching basketball I was on a basketball court practicing dribbling the ball, shooting basketball, and working on other techniques in playing basketball. My dad stated to me several times that he wanted me to go to the NBA. My father also told me that a man is supposed to be tough, not cry, and not hang around women. So when my father discovered that I was a little to feminine than other boys my age he was outraged. For example, when boys my age were playing video games and with trucks; instead I was playing with Barbie dolls and trying on my mother’s dresses and shoes. My father hated the idea that his only son could possibly be gay, so he made it his duty to change me. He insulted me by calling me fagot, sissy, girl and treating me like I was in the military. Whenever I tried to please my dad he seemed even more disappointed with me and angry because what I did wasn’t good enough, it wasn’t perfect. I was lucky if I ever saw a meal and when I did get something to eat it was very small like bread. One time I was so hungry from my dad starving me that I decided to eat dog food, and at times I would steal food in grocery stores just so I can survive.
During the time that I was getting abused my family was attending church regularly they were strong believers in god and called themselves Christians. Though my father never told me but I just knew that when he abused me he felt really guilty and wrong. My parents believed that if they didn’t please god or were good enough for him then they would go to hell. Despite me being so young at the time I felt differently. As I grew older I watch my parents scatter from one church to the other and this continued for a while. I wanted to please my parents especially my father so I became a Christian like them going to church, praying, and believing in god. Believing I would be accepted with open arms I was excited to start my new life as a Christian, however; I soon discovered that I was greatly at fault since I was gay. Pastors of various churches, and several church members ridiculed me for being gay different and demanded me to change or I would burn in hell. I became very angry and hurt even the more I felt betrayed. Certain Christians told me that god was love and that god loves everyone and anyone, so then how come these same hypocrite Christians wanted me to change so bad. I was very confused and scared of the pictures they tried to paint before me and to others in order to manipulate them, or in my case change them. As I learned more about Christianity and saw what it made my parents become the more I pushed it away from me. If anything, I wanted my parents to believe that it was something I wanted in order to win their affection, but not something I wanted to devote my life to. I remember contemplating on suicide often and saying to myself if god is so powerful, and if god is so loving then why is he allowing me to suffer like this. I remember asking this question to myself a lot and I never received an answer to it from god. I always felt that my parents seeking Christianity was a cry for help. After attending church with them so often I began to think, and act like the Christians I so disliked. Since I had no other way out or path given to me, I begin to believe that Christianity wasn’t all that bad. All I had to do was not be gay, and become an entire new person, and not sin. I knew it would be challenging, but because I had something to use like the bible for guidance and because my parents took it so seriously that’s when I decided to take it seriously to. When I finally reached my early teens like around age 14 my mother decided to finally leave my father for good. My mother was very loving and sweet but very fearful after being married to my father. My mother, and three sisters, and I were truly damaged after my mother left my dad I think this is why we felt like we needed god a higher power to help us and guide us. My family remained in church after my mother left my monstrous father and we devoted ourselves to god the best way we knew how. Slowly our lives regained the freedom from the abuse and torment we eventually found friends and our lives became like everyone else.
Because I had experience so much pain at a very young age I begin to act out in running away from home, stealing from stores, breaking into cars and homes. My mother being single and not knowing what to do decided to put me into a group home where I stayed there for about three to four years where my behavior was better improved. From there I was able to come home to my mother and three sisters, we were force to move around because our father was constantly at work in trying to find us and come back into our lives. In and out of women’s shelters we sought refuge, my mother desired for her and her kids to have a better life until we finally got it. My oldest sister and I enrolled at a nearby high school where we did our studies from there we had small jobs then came home. My youngest sister went to a good elementary school where they in better her delayed learning skills due to the trauma received during my mother’s pregnancy. And my second oldest sister was also burden with scoliosis from trauma she experience during my mother’s pregnancy when she was in my mother’s womb during the abuse. Now that I was an adult and old enough I wanted to move out so I can live on my own, so I eventually found a place along with my oldest sister and though the pain from the abuse was still evident to me I tried to focus on the positive. After living on my own I later decided to move in with my oldest sister, her boyfriend, and daughter.
It was then exactly several months ago I received a life changing letter from the Neothink Society; this letter wasn’t your average letter. For this was only a special letter given to a select few and I was glad to have received it and to have been one of the chosen one’s. I remember reading a logo on the package which said first class mail that’s when I realized this was very important, when I opened the letter it stated. How there is a special club called the Neothink Society that exists beyond the masses having all secrets to happiness, wealth, and relationships and more. And through this club one could prosper beyond unlimited measure no matter what. Long story short I disbelieved at first until my instincts told me to give it a try so I decided to become a member because I felt that the Neothink Society would give me all the answers I have been looking for ever since I was a child. I also felt connected to the Neothink Society because if not all, many of their members were outcast for being different by the anti civilization: the world around them that doesn’t know these helpful secrets. For example, the letter stated that many psychics, artists, and doctors were in this same club and I was thrilled at this because in always feeling different from others around me. I discovered that here in the Neothink Society I could relate to others who have had my same experiences and moreover metamorphose into the being I am to be. Shortly after receiving the best letter of my life honestly I received a small book which shared testimonies from other people like me who became members of this same society and their lives were forever changed in a good way. To illustrate, some of these members became multimillionaires, some went into performers on television, and others became business owners. These were all mind blogging to me especially for someone like me to have witness and live a horrible life and to be given a chance to succeed beyond the masses I was truly grateful. I remember my emotions being amazed, in complete awe, and shocked after receiving the second package from the Neothink Society. In addition, what really amazed me is when either I received the first package or the second they predicted that I would get hired at a very prestige company upon contact with this package and to my surprise it came true. I had believed and trusted them before this miracle but after their prediction of getting the job and then it happen I devoted myself in getting the other two heirloom packages which all three contained secrets never before seen. But if one ever should come upon contact he or she would be unstoppable in every way having everything they need. When I received my first letter from the Neothink I thought that they were some powerful force like the Charmed One’s, but as they kindly chose to share their secrets with me I learned otherwise. They were a group that existed through time in which their secrets in honesty help transform someone who desires it for the good giving them a path to wealth, unlimited knowledge, and unending happiness all thanks to their leader Mark Hamilton who I owe all my thanks to in the world. I have gladly finished reading all three heirloom packages from the Neothink Society and all I can say is wow. The secrets I have absorbed have ensured me that I shall no longer struggle, worry, and live in fear. Moreover, the Neothink has taught me that instead of giving away my respect to some “higher power” or god that I cannot see, or that does not exist, I can keep my respect by knowing that the higher power is me and that I am that being. I know I was shocked and didn’t believe this at first but upon receiving those life altering secrets from the Neothink Society I now can accept myself and live a much freer life than I was living before. I realized that I had nothing to lose since I had already loss myself in trying to find who I was or find a place that would accept me, in a sense the answer was deep inside me and not religion it is that bury being that wants to be let out and freed. Just to illustrate, after I had finished reading the three heirloom packages in which Mark Hamilton created to truly help people, my thinking changed, I begin to have more advanced psychic experiences, and learned how to heal loved ones from their sickness. In addition, I received better grades in college now I am an A student and I’ve become more completive which helps me to become the best in everything I do now. And after I was abuse as a child I developed a tremendous fear of rejection against people, and now that I have absorbed the secrets I don’t fear anymore, I am truly at peace with myself and with others. Furthermore, I have desired to pursue the arts, science, and business to share the Neothink with others who are interested in a more fulfilling life.
In conclusion, if Mark Hamilton had never allowed himself to create this powerful phenomenon through the Neothink Society then I would be truly in tears now. Because what he has bought into my life thank you is never enough to measure what you will learn, experience, and finally metamorphose into upon entering the Neothink Society and becoming a lifelong member. If you will not do it for yourself, then please do it for your children just look at my situation, and you will see the change in them and be forever happy that you made such an investment for your love for them. The End
With all my support, thanks, and gratitude much love Mark Hamilton, I love you man, take it all the way. We shall prosper, and we will, nothing can stop us now. Ah!
Dennis Jr, Thomas Stageright