Background Information
I suppose I might as well start at the beginning so I can bring you up to where my resume took over.
I was born into the middle class of Denver, Colorado. I had a fair childhood, although I can say without a doubt that I have always been a loner. I do have great insight into things at large when fed the right information, although you can probably say that about every human being that is halfway aware. Between the ages of 6-12, I had a lot of visions of myself flying in my dreams. This culminated with a nightmare of me seeing a train wreck that actually happened within a few days. This scared me so bad that I hid this “ability”away in my subconscious. It is still hidden from my current level of consciousness. From very early age, I always wanted to help people to a fault. I did this disservice to all my so-called friends and I expected something in return. I did not get it. I did not know then that the world doesn’t work that way. You give only because it pleases you to do so and if you get something else back, that’s a bonus. By possibly expecting too much of people and not getting the undefined thing I wanted, self-esteem or self respect, I turned into a pessimist. This still affects me to this day, although I fight it. I became a real know it all, believing that the world was black & white. I was a boy scout proud of my God and Country Medal, until I went to church for the first time and the Presbyterian Minister was teaching about how money was the root of all evil. I became an Objectivist renouncing God for good, or so I thought. As my mother said, Ayn Rand was my bible. Reason was the only way, existence exists, A is A... you know the routine. I did okay in high school, excelling in Math and Science. Although I was in love with my father’s business, Wholesale monument mfg., I thought that I should have a back-up. I went into engineering in college and excelled at playing cards, pool, and ping pong. Needless to say, I went into the Navy with my High school friend to avoid being drafted. We went in the Nuclear Navy because we were told it was special. The only thing that was special about it was that you were left on ship when everyone else got to go on shore leave and, oh yes, you stayed in for 6 years not 4. Typical for the government, with my electrical schooling, I became a machinist mate. Here I was, bunked in between 2 people who had killed blacks to get in the Navy, reading Atlas Shrugged, and quietly going crazy. About 9 months later, I tried to commit suicide in Nuclear School while getting straight A’s and writing morbid poetry. I was diagnosed Latent Schizophrenic and got a medical discharge. I thought then that the Navy was the problem so I went to college and got my engineering degree with an Accounting major while working for my father. The Navy was only part of my problem. My parents are divorced, although I do not claim them for my inability to be socially viable. I met my wife at a Seminar about Romantic Love put on by Nathaniel Branden after his break with Ayn Rand. Neither Nathaniel or Ayn were very good at practicing what they preached. As it turned out my wife saved me from myself. I still am not very social but I am getting better. My father retired and I left for the local bomb plant. The so called “cold war” was absolutely the worst thing to happen to the Earth, environmentally in a long time. I have always had problems with authority so I retired early in 1998 to go back to cutting stone and doing some investing. I found out very quickly that writing about the market and earning a living off of it are 2 very different things. I love options and am in the QQQ’s.
As to space and metaphysics, I have always been an avid science fiction reader and a closet reader of metaphysics. I read a lot of Deepak Chopra and Wayne Dyer. It is very hard to get a rise out of me as I am mainly an observer of life. I am an information junkie and spend quite a lot of time on the Internet. A while back, I got interested in Pleidians and other “real” aliens, instead of just normal science fiction. I spent a lot of time on the Internet, driving my wife crazy in the process, before I came up for air. I thought I had it figured out and so I wrote a paper from my very limited perspective and forgot the issue. Then I found Montauk and things changed. Things actually started making sense. I went to Hawaii, read everything on Montauk, excepting the Nazi book, swam a lot in the ocean, and thought about my life. I meditate a lot, without much apparent result. I consider myself a spiritual entity having a human experience, even though I still have a problem with believing in God. I think there are many dimensions and realities under some grand plan, but I cannot as of this writing say that any entity could make this much joy and sorrow coexist. I suppose that is what you call balance. Your perceptions determine what you see. Your focus and intent determine how difficult you make your 3-D life. I’m growing, giving, and having fun in the moment and that’s all I can ask. I am beginning to get a glimmer of what I’m here for. After Hawaii, I found expansions.com and here I am. I am including the article I wrote when I figured 3-D out, for your laughing enjoyment. I recently found a gem of a poem on the Internet which I am also including, as well as some of my own prose.
I was born into the middle class of Denver, Colorado. I had a fair childhood, although I can say without a doubt that I have always been a loner. I do have great insight into things at large when fed the right information, although you can probably say that about every human being that is halfway aware. Between the ages of 6-12, I had a lot of visions of myself flying in my dreams. This culminated with a nightmare of me seeing a train wreck that actually happened within a few days. This scared me so bad that I hid this “ability”away in my subconscious. It is still hidden from my current level of consciousness. From very early age, I always wanted to help people to a fault. I did this disservice to all my so-called friends and I expected something in return. I did not get it. I did not know then that the world doesn’t work that way. You give only because it pleases you to do so and if you get something else back, that’s a bonus. By possibly expecting too much of people and not getting the undefined thing I wanted, self-esteem or self respect, I turned into a pessimist. This still affects me to this day, although I fight it. I became a real know it all, believing that the world was black & white. I was a boy scout proud of my God and Country Medal, until I went to church for the first time and the Presbyterian Minister was teaching about how money was the root of all evil. I became an Objectivist renouncing God for good, or so I thought. As my mother said, Ayn Rand was my bible. Reason was the only way, existence exists, A is A... you know the routine. I did okay in high school, excelling in Math and Science. Although I was in love with my father’s business, Wholesale monument mfg., I thought that I should have a back-up. I went into engineering in college and excelled at playing cards, pool, and ping pong. Needless to say, I went into the Navy with my High school friend to avoid being drafted. We went in the Nuclear Navy because we were told it was special. The only thing that was special about it was that you were left on ship when everyone else got to go on shore leave and, oh yes, you stayed in for 6 years not 4. Typical for the government, with my electrical schooling, I became a machinist mate. Here I was, bunked in between 2 people who had killed blacks to get in the Navy, reading Atlas Shrugged, and quietly going crazy. About 9 months later, I tried to commit suicide in Nuclear School while getting straight A’s and writing morbid poetry. I was diagnosed Latent Schizophrenic and got a medical discharge. I thought then that the Navy was the problem so I went to college and got my engineering degree with an Accounting major while working for my father. The Navy was only part of my problem. My parents are divorced, although I do not claim them for my inability to be socially viable. I met my wife at a Seminar about Romantic Love put on by Nathaniel Branden after his break with Ayn Rand. Neither Nathaniel or Ayn were very good at practicing what they preached. As it turned out my wife saved me from myself. I still am not very social but I am getting better. My father retired and I left for the local bomb plant. The so called “cold war” was absolutely the worst thing to happen to the Earth, environmentally in a long time. I have always had problems with authority so I retired early in 1998 to go back to cutting stone and doing some investing. I found out very quickly that writing about the market and earning a living off of it are 2 very different things. I love options and am in the QQQ’s.
As to space and metaphysics, I have always been an avid science fiction reader and a closet reader of metaphysics. I read a lot of Deepak Chopra and Wayne Dyer. It is very hard to get a rise out of me as I am mainly an observer of life. I am an information junkie and spend quite a lot of time on the Internet. A while back, I got interested in Pleidians and other “real” aliens, instead of just normal science fiction. I spent a lot of time on the Internet, driving my wife crazy in the process, before I came up for air. I thought I had it figured out and so I wrote a paper from my very limited perspective and forgot the issue. Then I found Montauk and things changed. Things actually started making sense. I went to Hawaii, read everything on Montauk, excepting the Nazi book, swam a lot in the ocean, and thought about my life. I meditate a lot, without much apparent result. I consider myself a spiritual entity having a human experience, even though I still have a problem with believing in God. I think there are many dimensions and realities under some grand plan, but I cannot as of this writing say that any entity could make this much joy and sorrow coexist. I suppose that is what you call balance. Your perceptions determine what you see. Your focus and intent determine how difficult you make your 3-D life. I’m growing, giving, and having fun in the moment and that’s all I can ask. I am beginning to get a glimmer of what I’m here for. After Hawaii, I found expansions.com and here I am. I am including the article I wrote when I figured 3-D out, for your laughing enjoyment. I recently found a gem of a poem on the Internet which I am also including, as well as some of my own prose.
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