Since I was a little boy, I dreamed of being Superman. I’d loved drawing and used to sit around a table with my closest friends: my two brothers and one sister and we would just draw for hours. I mainly drew super heroes from my imagination and the comic books I used to consume. Superman was always my favorite and I really thought that he was just a reflection of me when I got older! I taught myself to read when I was four and when I saw the big “S” on his chest, I instantly linked it to the “S” at the beginning of my name. I love how he’d save the day and would always do the right thing and always be honest. I loved the dashing colors of red, blue and yellow he wore with the big bright cape, the smooth curl that rested on his forehead, how he had so much strength yet could fly freely like a super bird. Back then, I felt the world was limitless like that and that we would all be superheroes when we grew up. Even just reminiscing of those precious moments gives me a warm feeling all over about how much love my siblings and I shared together those days and how exhilarated each new day was that came! I was so excited before going to bed and was up like a turned on light bulb the next morning, ready to have more fun and go over more drawings and stories of superheroes, create more pictures and imagine new worlds on paper filled with superheroes and their endless adventures!
But as I grew older and entered school, those fun filled adventures started to fade. School became where most of my free time went and as I progressed from grade to grade, I felt further and further from those glowing days of the past. Of course, I did learn a lot of good information and some good principles in ‘being a man’ and covering my responsibilities. I didn’t know it at the time, but when I look back, all that was happening was that I was being processed through a public school that had no idea of integration and combining percepts into concepts. Knowledge was broken down into subjects and those subjects were further broken down into pieces that could be covered in each grade. I had a hard time of integrating those subjects on my own however and always got good grades but could never get “Straight A’s” and most importantly wasn’t really building a sense of confidence that I knew a lot. Some Superman I was turning out to be… I had no control and the traditional education methods were not helping me gain any. I realized as each year went by, I would just be fed more unintegrated facts and felt more and more behind and that it was harder and harder to keep up with the new workloads. Confusion built up inside me and not knowing anything else and not wanting to get left behind, I just kept pushing hard to remember all the facts they inundated me with. I continued to get pretty descent grades, worked my tail off for every one of them, but was getting more and more uneasy as time went on. The classes I felt most comfortable with were of course art and English class but even in those classes, I felt the trouble of combining the many facts they threw at me, although they were much easier for me to handle than math and science, together into knowledge I could use to make a difference. To make a long story short (maybe it’s too late for that), I became victim to the gloomy reality that I wasn’t in fact Superman, but very ordinary and human and would have to work very hard the rest of my life to get by and just ‘suck it up’ like everyone else to not end up with ‘bad grades’ in life which would surely count me out of ever reaching the superhero status I used to dream about. Big success and living the life that Superman lived was becoming out of reach and if I did make it, I saw a long and arduous road to getting there that I never felt very exciting traveling on. If I did make it, it would be sheer luck and that I would cross the finish line on the mere fumes left in my empty emotional tank.
I grew mad at this feeling of losing control and wanted to take the control of getting back to where I belonged, back to being Superman. Not knowing exactly where to start, I began reading self improvement books, anything I could get my hands on that sounded like it would help me reach success. Some of the books gave me valuable insights and tools that I could apply to helping me gain more control over my life and my ability to be a success but 95% of them just stressed thinking positively and if they gave me any tools to apply, the tools would be complicated and were difficult for me to integrate into my life.
During those years of getting heavy into the self-improvement books and attending a four year university, my father was laid off from his job and my mother was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis (both catastrophic events happened the same month of the same year!). That’s when I really began to feel the pressure of needing to gain control over success, and when the self help books and I were really put to the test. It really showed how little control I had to making success happen and how I couldn’t immediately turn the tables around on my family’s misfortunes, even though I tried and always made sure to ‘stay positive’. It was at that time when I was introduced to some SOS literature and it was so, so far different from everything else I had read. It had all the good parts of the other self help books, only much more information. But the key was that it was all tightly integrated information that I could carefully read once and never forget because it had all the facts (percepts) all brought into logical concepts. Those logical, un-mystical and real concepts always brought the “I get it!” out of me and finally revealed to me what I had not been able to clearly put together by myself but which I knew had always been there. It was like all those many facts I had picked up along my life up until that point had been put honestly and so succinctly in a beautifully, un-confusingly written book. Those concepts could be applied immediately and for the first time in a long, long time, gave me a sense of confidence, confidence that I now was back on track and things were simple, like when I was a kid because I knew more of how the brain worked and how to simplify complex things into common denominators so that I could control and manage them.
I now have been steadily working my way back towards simplicity and that time when I was little, when every day was exciting and I loved being alive. My financial situation is improving and I feel is improving geometrically as I neatly organize the new percepts I garner each day so that I can manage them and build upon them (like puzzle pieces MH uses in the book and how they work into puzzles which then work into larger puzzles). The only real problem that still lingers at me is my mother’s health and the need to reverse the multiple sclerosis that steadily took away her ability to control her body and walk. I know that the superpuzzle MH and his family members first conceived and which we are all becoming a part of and making a reality, is the only way for her to get her body back and that is what drives me. Even after I’ve made the millions I intend to, it’s difficult to buy her health until that real option becomes available commercially in the medical market by the geniuses that wish to do so. That’s where the SOS comes in.
I’m so happy to be a part of the Neothink Society, this rational parallel society and still consider myself so lucky to have had had the chance to stumble upon the literature found within it. It’s also so nice to have met all the like minded people I finally had access to that really relate to me and the search of our sinner childs of the past, our superheroes. I hope you enjoyed this because I really enjoyed sharing it with you. I apologize for any typos but wanted to get it all out in one shot with little editing so that you’d get my authentic testimonial. I look forward to meeting more of you along the road and working together to make the C of U happen!
Superman, signing off,