I started at the current entry on the forum and worked back to your
entry, but the only way I think that the other testamonies will affect my
entry is that I see the advantage of going back farther in my life story
I give you full authority to trim my “story” as needed for your purposes
and I will edit this same document for my contribution to the intro
meetings. Thank you very much for working to clear the good name of
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I do not remember my mother that died shortly after my only full
sister was born. Everything that I have heard about her has been very
positive. She was intelligent, well liked by everyone and probably
spoiled me rotten. My dad told me years later that he still loved her.
My grandparents raised me in a fundamentalist household. They raised me
to respect others, be responsible and that I would go to Hell if I ever
doubted the religious principles that they held. However my grandfather
was constantly searching for somewhat occult things such as astral travel
and the old dream of turning lead into gold.
Even at the age of four, I can remember experimenting in my childish way
to see just what would happen in a particular circumstance. My curosity
drove my folks up the wall. My grandmother told me that my mother had
nick-named me “Socrates” because of repeatedly asking “why”.
Between second and third grades, we moved into a different house and I
found a box with a lot of science fiction magazines in it, mostly
Astounding (now Analog). I was introduced to a whole new set of
I was the ‘runt’ in grade school and was picked on at recess, so I made a
habit of staying in and exploring the school enclyopedias. By the fifth
grade, I had learned that there were many different religious beliefs in
the world and had concluded that if any one of these was the correct
religion, the majority of the people were wrong. I did not speak of this
At twelve I joined the Boy Scouts. Our troop was different although I
didn’t realize it at the time. My Scoutmaster was a Doctor and stressed
engineering. His son was probably a super genius and I looked up to him.
A strange group of what we would now call “nerds” formed and I fit right
in. My interest was in the sciences and several dedicated teachers
worked with us on their own time. We had a rocket and space club and
this was in the early 1950’s! During this period of time I dated the
girl that later became my wife.
I dropped out of a religious college after a year and a half and took a
job 500 miles from home to just prove to myself that I could take care of
myself. I returned to my grandparents home after I could hold up my
head like a man, took a brief vacation and got a job with an engineering
firm the first morning that I looked for a job and was immediately sent
away on an extended project. Most of the girls I knew were back home and
that was really where I really wanted to be. I eventually was fired
because I refused to turn what I considered faulty reports. I later
found out that the engineers and construction crews could have managed
quite well without me. My reports were Government required but of no
practical use at all.
When I learned that I was about to be drafted into the Army, I enlisted
in the Air Force and got excellant schooling in electronics and computers
(tube type computers that is!). I was transfered to a Spokane Washington
Air Base, and immeadiately headed for the nearest church of my
demonination (girls you know). Within 12 hours I was claimed by a young
lady (boys were scarce at that location). Within 36 hours I ran into my
future wife again, 2000 miles from the last place that I saw her. She
tried to introduce me to my girl friend. Fun.
My girl friend went away on vacation with her family and when she came
back, I was engaged. We were married about a month later and had two
daughters before I was discharged. We moved back to our home town and in
1961 I was introduced to Ayn Rands Atlas Shrugged. This was the start on
my current life. Next came the taped lectures of the Nathaniel Brandon
Institute following up on Ayn Rands Objectivism. This effectively was
the leadup to my introduction with Neothink.
After a severe illness and going back to school in electronics and
computer, I took a job with Union Carbides Advanced Systems and moved to
Ohio. At this time I was basically forced to become a self leader.
field men in my department each had their own territories to cover, much
of it emergency troubleshooting over the entire country and some times
we were requested to go overseas by our department. If one of us needed
help or had spare time, we would contact each other so that our customers
were always taken care of. This is how I found that a group of self-
leaders could work together effectively even though we didn’t see much of
each other. Finally our boss arranged for all of to get together for a
week. This was the week that Mount Saint Helens blew. We didn’t get
together again for many years.
I became active in Libertarian politics (no one has the right to initiate
the use of force, threat of force or fraud against any other person).
1982, I ran for State Rep. more to educate the people in the principles
of the party than to have any realistic chance of winning. Turns out
that not many people are interested in being educated.
About 1988 I got one of the strangest advertisments in the mail that I
had ever recieved. It was a card stating that with this system, I could
learn how to buy stocks without them ever losing money, how to have all
the money that I would ever want, how to have an exotic sexual
relationship, how to have power over others, how to keep others from
having power over me, and for for good measure, how to have biological
immortality. Just send in your $69.95.
The real mystery, as I’ve told many people since, is why I ever sent in
my $69.95. Much of the information that I recieved was not all that new
to me, but the glory of Neothink was the way it filled in the gaps and
tied all of it together. It paid for itself many times over in a very
short period of time.
At one time just after I had sent off my $69.95, I asked a friend if he
had ever heard of Neothink. He said that he couldn’t remember for sure,
but it seemed that he had heard something about some type of cult.
Later I subscribed to the “Consultation Tapes”. Any possible concerns
about a cult were laid to rest when I heard Frank Wallace patiently
telling his employees again not to rely on him as the authority but to
look to themselves.
The knowledge about neo-cheaters, how to spot them and how to deal with
them in itself is worth far more than any cost associated with Neothink.
I found that when you recognize that you are your own supreme authority,
others sense it and will come to you for leadership. It is very
satisfying to show others the way to become more self reliant and grow
into the person that they were meant to be. This inner strength has
helped me deal with authority figures easily and I have even had the
oppportunity to negotiate with Chinese Communists and come out ahead.
There are some hidden monetary awards that become available. Possibly
one of the least appreciated is that when you find that you no longer
need to impress people with expensive possessions, you free up that money
you would have spent for things that you really want. Frank Wallace
pointed out that there is no reason to own a yacht. If you are really
getting satisfaction out of your work, you don’t really have that much
time you are willing to spend on a boat anyway. Besides your friends
with yachts will more than happy to have you as a guest.
With the release of the three heirloom packages and the Neothinksociety
website, I have had a rejuvenatiog experience that is almost beyond
belief. I am currently working on four major projects, several of which
could easily out last my normal life expectancy. I don’t have time for
aging, illness and death. This gives me the added incentive to take care
I feel that at the present time I am probably learning at a faster rate
than any time since I was a small child. It feels good. Now for more
hours in the day.