ALZHEIMER'S AND DEMENTIA - A POSSIBLE CAUSE?

FROM TOES TO HEAD

IS THIS A ROUTE FOR

DEMENTIA

AND

ALZHEIMER’S DISEASE?

ASKS ROY VINCENT

              Amongst the many items of trash and dross that would invade my television set if I let them, there is, fortunately, a strand of programmes that make worthwhile the presence of the TV in my home. 

From among the catalogue of choice programmes that I could list, there are some that I always find illuminating as well as enjoyable. 

The various young singer/musician/dancer competitions invariably produce remarkable talent in performance.  But for me, and often more revealing than the performances themselves, the preceding master classes and practice sessions can provide compulsive viewing.

Recently I watched a EuroVision Young Dancer competition, and again found the earlier practice sessions to be illuminating.  Not necessarily, as one might expect, to view the dancing itself, but rather to appreciate the different attitudes of the young dancers.    

Dedication and application there were a-plenty, but one competitor from a Central European country stood out.  She was seventeen, and featured more than the others.  During one of her breaks from dancing, she was interviewed while she tended her feet.  She described how she often had to work through a ‘pain barrier’ – which she did out of dedication to her teachers.  She pointed to a painful lump on an instep, and described how the nail of one of her big toes had been pushed down at its root, again causing her severe pain, which, nevertheless, she overrode in her zeal for the dance.

In my mind as I watched, I was taken back to thoughts that had appeared when I first became aware of the existence of Alzheimer’s disease. 

The connection may appear non-existent at this stage, but this is how it arose:

Several years ago, I watched on television a film called Do You Remember Love?  It was a very poignant story as it revealed the gradual progress towards dementia of a vibrant and vital woman university lecturer.  No more than fifty years old, her phases of awareness and gradually diminishing mental faculty were well demonstrated, and as I watched, I began to understand the implications of something that hitherto had been only a name. 

At that time, I had had no personal contact with the illness, and indeed could name but two individuals who had suffered and died from it.  One was well know to most, namely film actress Rita Heyworth, and the other was Mrs. W. someone who was well known in the village where I once lived. 

At first sight, there may appear to be yet another non-existent connection, but there is one – both had been dedicated dancers.

Biographies of Rita Heyworth describe her passionate zeal for dancing from an early age.  Mrs W. had formerly been a ballet dancer, equally passionate for her dancing, who had then continued as a teacher of ballet until her diminishing faculties brought to an end her lifetime of dancing.

Puzzling though it may appear, I aim to demonstrate a connection between a debilitating and sometimes fatal condition of the mind with possible causes originating at the other end of the body.

My deductions will acquire more weight when one considers the fact that many footballers develop and, in some cases, die from Alzheimer’s disease, and footballers, more than most individuals, seem to be prone to foot injury. 

The connection that forms the basis of my reasoning is Acupuncture - the system of meridians and individual points that pervades the whole of the body and head.

Some dismiss acupuncture as a non-existent phenomenon; others concede to it a minor palliative role.  To those who do not accept the reality, I simply ask that you should keep your mind open and follow my arguments as they develop.

There are many books dedicated to the whole system of acupuncture therapy, and there are others that demonstrate the actual existence of the bodily system by indirect means.  One of the latter is The Body Electric by Robert O. Becker.  An American orthopaedic surgeon, Becker describes his research into the subtle electrical currents that facilitate the regrowth of bone in the healing of fractures.  Quite by chance, he identified the independent electrical ‘circuitry’ that coincided with the traditional acupuncture ‘meridians’.

The meridians are separate branches of the circuitry that together link all parts of the body.  There are twelve traditional meridians - six terminating on the hands, and six on the feet.  As my discussion at this stage relates only to the feet, I shall concentrate on those meridians that begin or end there.

 

Each ‘circuit’ has a name associated with that of a particular organ.  It does not, however, indicate that the named organ is the only body part to be treated.

       This is the list of the ‘foot’ meridians -

    1. Spleen.  2. Liver.  3. Stomach.  4. Gall.  5. Bladder. 

     6. Kidney. 

The feet are illustrated at the end of this article.  There is no picture of the plantar surface of the foot, which has only one acupuncture point.  This point is ‘Kidney 1’, and is situated “on the sole of the foot between two pads: one under the base of the big toe (metatarso-phalangeal articulation) and the other at the base of the metatarso-phalangeal articulations of the other four toes” [Extract from Acupuncture Therapy by Mary Austin].

Each acupuncture point has its own repertoire of ailments that one may treat from that point, a repertoire that has been refined over the many hundreds of years that acupuncture has been used, and is now the standard taught in most Acupuncture Schools. 

As I noted above, the ailments might relate to parts of the body that are remote from the actual point of treatment.  For example, Bladder (Bl) 67, which is located on the smallest toe, may be used to treat such diverse conditions as ‘pain in eye’, ‘difficulty in urination’. 

However, I want to make very clear - very clear - the fact that I am not suggesting that, willy-nilly, this specific point, and those that I list below, should be used in isolation to treat specific ailments.  The whole practice of acupuncture is a total therapy, and not one to be applied by untrained individuals.

In the British School of Traditional Chinese Acupuncture, for example, practitioners undergo an extensive period of full-time training that includes study time spent in China.  Furthermore, their treatment involves a detailed study of the individual patient and how he or she responds to a whole variety of tests.

What I am trying to do in this essay is to use one specific piece of ‘received wisdom’ from the field of acupuncture, and to apply it, again specifically, in relation to dementia. 

The ‘received wisdom’ is this: if an acupuncture point is damaged, it is possible that the ailments that are treated from that point may actually be created within the person.  The damage may be that resulting from fractures, severe bruising, local sprain, operation scars, trauma following other injury, and, in the case of feet, such accretions as bunions and corns. 

In the example of the dancers mentioned, some of the damage may be that caused by the compression of the delicate joints of the toe bones and the tarsals as the dancer works on ‘points’.

One does not have to look further than one’s own feet to realise the potential for damage – indeed, it will probably be the case that the damage is already there!  Each time I look at mine, I see such an area of neglect that I have at my extremity.  If one only knew in youth, what one learns in age, what a different attitude one would have adopted to one’s foot care and the choice of footwear.

Studying mine, as I sometimes do in the interests of science, I see the depredations of ageing – I am now ninety – and I see something that has always been there for as long as I can remember.   What I observe are the differences between my two feet, difference in size: difference in conformation.  Shoe-shop assistants invariably said “Let’s try the right foot first, it is usually bigger”.  This statement was sometimes followed by a remark about ‘kicking footballs’. 

Reflecting on the topic many years later, I recall that I did not spend very much time kicking footballs, so there must be other reasons.

For an explanation, it is necessary, first, to acknowledge that we are mammals, and also that it is not very long in the overall evolutionary span, that we were quadrupeds.  Quadrupeds have a particular linkage between the four limbs in that they are linked in pairs diagonally.  Thus, in humans, the right arm and left leg are linked, and likewise the left arm and right leg.  Similarly, the right hand and left foot are closely linked, and each responds to the actions of the other.  Thus, if the right hand grips something, the left foot adopts a similar ‘gripping’ mode.  (I distinctly remember my G.P. referring to my left foot as “clawed”).

I am right-handed, and it does not require long reflection to consider the amount of time that my right hand has been engaged in gripping objects since my birth.  One has only to consider how frequently and for how long one gripped a pen or pencil as one progressed through the various stages of learning, to be able to begin to fill in the complete picture.  In making comments such as these, it is as well to remember that I am only analysing myself.  Each person is an individual, and any damage or distortion of the feet would be the consequence of personal history, and not of any rule of thumb analysis. 
                     

Points on the Liver (Liv) Meridian

Liv 1.

  

Unconsciousness, fainting, ‘appearance as though dead’, headaches.

Liv 2.

   

Headache, head dizzy, insomnia, angry easily, hysteria, madness, insanity, epilepsy, fits, convulsions in children, neurasthenia.

Points on the Spleen (Sp) Meridian

Sp 1

Madness, little children cantankerous.

Sp 2.

Agitated, melancholic.

Sp 3.

 

Mad, agitated, melancholic.

Points on the Stomach (S) Meridian 

S 40

Throat numb, cannot speak, madness, ‘sees ghosts’, laughs madly.

S 41

Vertigo, madness, fits, convulsions in children, incoherent speech, frightened, agitated.

S 42

‘Wants to undress in public’, wanders around aimlessly, ‘every month madness’.

                                                                                                                            

S 44 Melancholic, fear and trembling, nightmares, ‘dislikes the human voice’.

S 45

Fainting, cerebral anaemia, ‘like a corpse’, deviation of mouth, dementia, insomnia, neuropathy.

Kidney  (K) 1 

Fainting with cold limbs, prone to fear, madness, epilepsy, alarm in children, paralysis, pain in head and nape of neck, eyes dizzy, vertigo, hypertensive ecephalopathy. (The position of K1 is on the plantar surface of the foot, almost below and two centimetres proximal to Liv. 2).

Bladder (Bl) 61.

Madness, ‘sees ghosts’, faints easily.

Bl. 62.

Madness, epilepsy, occipital neuralgia, tension headaches.

Bl. 63.

Headache, ‘shaking of head with open mouth in children’, convulsions in children.

Bl. 64.

Epilepsy, madness, cerebral congestion.

Bl. 65.

Madness, headache, vertigo.

Bl. 66.

Headache, vertigo, fear.

Point A is not a classical point but has been added by research that is more recent.  

One could use it to treat – 

                

“articular degeneration of the atlas/axis joint.”

            

ILLUSTRATIONS

FIGURES 1, 2,  3

ROY VINCENT

JUNE 2016

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A NEW STAR AND A NEW HEAVEN

He who is born in imagination discovers the latent forces of

NATURE.

Besides the stars that are established 
there is yet another -

IMAGINATION

that begets a new star

and

a new heaven.

PHILIPPUS AUREOLUS THEOPHRASTUS BOMBASTUS HOHENHEIM

PREFERRED TO BE KNOWN AS

PARACELSUS

                                                                               

Beginning his education in the Bergschule in Austria, the young Paracelsus was being trained to become an overseer and analyst for mining operations in gold, tin and mercury and other metals and ores, gaining knowledge and experience that laid some of the foundations of his later discoveries in the field of chemotherapy, which, for someone born when Columbus was discovering the New World, was most remarkable.

 

He attended the Universities of Basel, Tübingen, Wittenberg, Vienna, Leipzig and Heidelberg, and along the way graduated in medicine. 

But, in spite of, or because of this experience, he rejected much of the, then, traditional education and medicine - which is perhaps the rebel spirit which I so admired.

 

Paracelsus wrote “The universities do not teach all things, so a doctor must seek out old wives, gypsies, sorcerers, wandering tribes, old robbers and such outlaws and take lessons from them.

 A doctor must be a traveller…  Knowledge is experience.” 

We are a bit short on sorcerers, wandering tribes and outlaws these days, but in spite of that, I find much in the spirit of Paracelsus to which I warm, and I would far rather find my own remedies in natural herbs and substances than in neatly packaged capsules in a bottle.

It is interesting to reflect that many of these self-same capsules will contain in refined form the very remedies that had been used and dispensed during numerous past centuries by the old wives, gypsies and sorcerers.  In the refining, much will have been lost, for often within a plant and discarded in the refining are the buffers and catalysts that aided the process of healing and minimised adverse side effects.

Recently, I became 90 year old, and as befits someone of that age, I look back and reminisce.  Often the reminiscences begin when I pick up the book that I have written, perhaps open it at random, then read a little and finally liberate my mind and let it go where it chooses – as recently when I opened with pleasure at the Paracelsus ‘story’.

There is one particular section that I avoid most carefully.  I wrote it in order to let readers have a full appreciation of all of the events and influences that had shaped me and which would prepare them for their reading of the next part, a very key part, of my narrative.

It comes early in the book – in Chapter One, to be precise - and it records a ‘horror story’ – a story of how my life was wrecked.

In 1961, I had a successful career in the Nuclear Industry – a career of which I was robbed through the consequences of a medical misdiagnosis, and inappropriate and unnecessary medication.

In that year I experienced an episode of diarrhoea so severe and continuous that it defied all known remedies.  It is now believed to have been caused by an infestation of the parasite, Cryptosporidia, which may cause severe, uncontrollable, but self-limiting diarrhoea.

At that time, these parasites had not been identified.  The doctors who were treating me were at a complete loss as to the cause and, as I have subsequently deduced, they decided that it must be ‘nervous’ in origin, and, with no specific discussion with me, stuck me with a label which read Chronic Anxiety Neurosis and provided me with a prescription for the drug LIBRIUM

After two years continuous use, an addict, dependent, and showing many of the side-effects of the drug, I began a ‘psychiatric’ year that opened with two episodes of cold turkey, then hospitalisation for a total of twenty weeks; twenty-three applications of Electro-Convulsive Therapy (ECT) – yes, that is correct, 23 ECTs ; ‘experiments’ with a variety of drugs such as Tryptizol, Melleril, Valium, Pertofran and assorted benzodiazepines and barbiturates, plus insulin shock ‘therapy’ – a year that ended with a farcical second opinion from someone who went on to become a doyen in the world of psychiatry.

Here is a short extract from my book.  Please read it, and then please decide to read the complete work –

“A high flyer was I.  Was I?  I shall never know now.  No self-vaunted Icarus was I, flapping higher and higher on phoney wings, only to crash to destruction when the deceit was uncovered by the harsh sun of scrutiny.  No: by dint of the steady wing-beats of hard work, dedication and loyalty, I was rising and being lifted from time to time on the up draught of peer approbation.  So: how did I lose my feathers?  Why did I crash?  Why did I have to learn to walk again?

                How is it that such destruction can be visited on someone in broad daylight, in a civilised society, in his own home, in the midst of a caring family and, at work, under the gaze of a solicitous employer?

                And what did I lose?  I lost a home which was still being carefully built up and consolidated; I lost my wife and, effectively, my daughter; in time I couldn’t sustain my job and retired prematurely; financially, in today’s (2003) values, I have lost over half a million pounds, while each year I receive in pension about one third of what I could reasonably have expected.  

But of greater worth, a worth which can not be measured in cash, I have lost a swathe of my memory; memory of a time when life was very good; when I had a wife whom I loved and who was yet young; when work was very rewarding and successful; when my daughter was blossoming.  Do you know, I cannot remember how she used to talk when she was little; the things she said; bath times; bed times; Christmas; picnics and holidays; ponies….  I can barely remember the Sunbeam-Talbot that was the family’s pride, or taking my mother and in-laws for ‘runs’.  

I am fortunate in that I have a former work colleague whom I meet from time to time, whose reminiscences remind me of the highly successful and rewarding times we had as vital players in a cutting-edge project that was a world first, otherwise that memory would also be lost.”

What do you think?  

Do you think that I might have fared better if I had been treated by one of Paracelsus’ “Old Wives, Gypsies or Sorcerers”?

  

They would have natural remedies for many ailments – including, I have no doubt. many types of internal parasites.

I hope that you will follow the spirit of Paracelsus and read my book.  It will tell you much that you do not know – particularly about ‘Voice Hearing’, and having read it, who knows, you may be able to help someone else.

Even if you do not find a new star, do not be disappointed – here is a new rainbow.

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A NEW LIFE FOR BILLY - NO MORE STATINS !

A NEW LIFE FOR BILLY

NO MORE STATINS

Billy is one of my heroes.  Here’s why - -

My rural home is heated using gas that comes in very large cylinders -  cylinders that are delivered by Billy with his wagon. 

When, four years ago, I was virtually snowed in, Billy got through with my gas – hence the ‘hero’.

I am 90, live alone, and appreciate people such a Billy in my life – he ensures that I get my gas at the best price – and he cares…

We don’t have much time to talk – just a few minutes as my cylinders are changed – but long enough for back-chat and laughter – plenty of that.

However, on his most recent delivery, the laughter was in somewhat short supply.  In reply to my query, he said, “I have been diagnosed with depression – I’m on anti-depressants (naming a drug with notorious side-effects) – my GP tells me that I shall have to be on them for the rest of my life.”

My anger rent the air with language that echoed my time on the lower deck of a naval destroyer in WW 2, and anger stoked by recollection of how my earlier life had been wrecked as the result of a depression created by completely unnecessary medication.

“And what else are you ‘on’?”….

“Statins”, he said.

There was just time to dash into the house and get for him a list of Statins side effects that I had downloaded from the Internet, before he had to drive off to his next cylinder drop.

Four days later, he phoned me – and the laughter came bubbling out of the phone, and a voice that had its old familiar ring and ebullience.

“That List” -  he said – “That list – I read it as soon as a I got home.

I have not taken another single Statin!”

“My neck and shoulder don’t ache any more – my feet aren’t tender, so I don’t hobble around like a man with gout - I sleep like a baby…..”

He, obviously, didn’t have to tell me anything about the ‘depression’.

His repeated “Thank you – thank you…! “  said it all.

++++++

When my friend Peter saw the list, he looked very serious, but didn’t say very much.  Soon, I learned that he also had immediately stopped taking statins.  As an alternative, Peter’s wife, Patricia, bought a natural product – a composition of hawthorn and garlic - which he now takes regularly.  Peter is 70, a dairy-farmer, milking twice a day, and never misses a milking.

When I spoke to Patricia very recently, she told me that Peter had recognised almost every side-effect on the list – but is now clear of them all.  I see them both regularly when they visit me, when the conversation is very wide ranging, and does not reflect the 225+ years that we share.  From Patricia, I obtained details of the hawthorn/garlic product to pass on to Billy.

As for myself – I first learned of the properties and benefits of hawthorn when I acquired a most delightful book named Grandmother’s Secrets.  Written by Jean Paleiseul, and translated and published as a Penguin Handbook, and now long out of print, it has provided me with both valuable information and reading pleasure for thirty years.

When I read of hawthorn, and its beneficial properties relating to the heart and circulation, I immediately decided to include it my daily ‘self-protection’ regime, buying it in tincture form from The Herb Company based in Ballindalloch, Banffshire.  Additionally, it induces tranquillity and relaxation, which, for me makes redundant any other form of ‘tranquilliser’.

The health protection properties of garlic have been well known and documented since the days of Ancient Egypt, and do not need any eulogy from me.

Read about them both on the Internet, where there is a wealth of information. 

There is also a considerable amount written about statins.  To write about them and their potential harmful effects would take me into the realm of medical politics, and as that is not my destination, I shall conclude with a list of side effects and some comments that I downloaded.

ROY VINCENT,  MARCH, 2016.

STATINS SIDE EFFECTS

Gout and/or elevated uric acid.

Peripheral neuropathy.

Myopathy.

Insomnia.

Loss of libido.

Impotence.

Heart palpitations or arrhythmias.

Depression.

Memory loss – short or long-term.

Transient global amnesia.

Chest pain.

Neck and shoulder pain.

Fatigues.

Migraine headaches.

Digestive disorders.

Rabdomyolysis.

Trouble walking – either shuffling or balance.

Hand tremors.

Slurred speech or trouble finding the right word.

Dizziness.

Sciatica-like pain.

" The problem with many of these symptoms is that, if you tell your doctor, he is likely to dismiss them with the comment: "You are getting older; what do you expect."  Doctors, it seems, refuse to believe that such 'safe' drugs as Statins could possibly have any side effects.   Because of this, these effects, which are frequently due to Statins, are not recorded as side effects.
This is why, if you look on the Internet for adverse effects of Statins, you will probably be 'reliably informed' that there are very few side effects; and that 'Statins are very safe'.  You need to know that this is untrue. "

PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY - NUCLEAR SUBMARINES ARE WRECKING MY LIFE

Please take this seriously - the transmissions to the submarines are very intense as the TV from the Olympics is being streamed  to them.
The reactions that I describe that are being felt by individuals on shore are consequently intensified.
No one is immune.



NUCLEAR SUBMARINES

ARE

WRECKING

MY LIFE

And not just my life, but also the lives of many other people.

No – I am not an ‘anti’ – ‘anti –this’ or ‘anti- that’.

I am certainly not anti-‘nuclear’.  How could I be, when I spent the whole of my working life in the nuclear plants of Sellafield and Calder Hall Power Station?

And even if I have a view about the ‘nuclear deterrent’

I would certainly not discuss it in an article such as this.

No!  In fact, I admire the submariners and their dedication to our defence.

It is the systems  that are used to communicate with them that create the problems – 

quite serious problems.

Nuclear submarines must be hidden and undetected wherever they are deployed, from the Arctic to the Antarctic, for periods of up to three months at a time.  Completely undetectable.

Which means that they never use anything such as satellite aerials or surface aerials of any sort that may be visible from satellite surveillance. 

They must receive their communications while they are deep in the deepest parts of the oceans of the World.  Anywhere in the World.

Communications that are transmitted through the Earth and Ocean.

There is a considerable amount of information available on the Internet if you search for ‘Communication with nuclear submarines’, and ‘Extremely Low Frequency Program’, but essentially this is what happens.

An ’aerial’ is created from a long electrical cable which is ‘plugged’ into the ground at each end, and which is ‘fed’ at its mid-point with the transmitted communications.  

The Russians are quite open with information about their installation which is near Murmansk. 

Their ‘aerial’ is 10 km long and is ‘plugged’ into the earth at either end in what may be described as mini mine-shafts.  The US transmitter is believed to be in Wisconsin, while that of the UK is believed to be within a forest in Northern Scotland.  As for the others – the countries deploying these submarines – France, Israel, China, Pakistan, I believe, - possibly Australia – each will have its own transmission system and transmitter location, ensuring that the World is criss-crossed with these signal.

The Russians transmit using a frequency of 82 Hz or cycles per second,   while the USA uses a frequency of 78 Hz.  The remaining countries that deploy these submarines are very sparing with information, or are completely silent.

These transmissions are non-directional, and are capable of reaching anywhere on the planet – land as well as sea.

All life is very sensitive to its electrical and electromagnetic, em, environment – witness the reported behaviour of some animals as they respond to the seismic earth currents that are created at the onset of earthquakes.  (One man in Los Angeles actually predicts impending quakes from the frequency of lost pet adverts in public media, while famously, 90,000 lives were saved when, in 1975, the Chinese city of Haicheng was evacuated because of observation of unusual animal behaviour.  The subsequent powerful earthquake destroyed the greatest part of the city).

Acknowledging my status as a mammal, I, also, am aware of changes to my electrical/electromagnetic environment.  Indeed, for many years I have been aware of my ultra-sensitivity, and do all that I can to eliminate sources of electromagnetic (em) radiation.  My relative isolation keeps me away from most – there is no mobile phone signal – and domestically I avoid much em radiation, even to the exclusion of Wi.fi – and would resist ‘to the death’ any attempt to install an electrical ‘smart meter’

Although the actual strength of the transmitted signal is low when it reaches me, the strength is immaterial – it simply acts as a trigger that activates the ‘autonomic’ reactions of my nervous system, reactions that induce all of the physical feelings of deep anxiety.

The transmission frequencies are known as Extra Low Frequency (ELF), and have been well studied and written about.  

Principally, they can affect the function of the nervous system, while the extremely lowest frequencies may induce altered states of consciousness.

Because the submarines can only receive the signals, transmissions from the land bases have to be made at specific times.  Nations will transmit at different frequencies, and at their own chosen times, which in my experience is on the quarter hour – there are individual transmissions going on all through the day – and also the night.

I first became aware of ‘something’ several years ago.  That ‘something’ occurred at 6 a.m., when, immediately, I sensed that ‘something electrical’ had been switched on ‘somewhere’.  Lying in bed, I was immediately consumed with a strong feeling of ‘depression’ – mental and physical.  Friends with whom I communicate each day were also describing similar experiences and reactions. 

Seven a.m. ‘switch on’ creates something entirely different.  The function of my brain is ‘slowed down’ and my balance is affected.

And so on, through the day and night, with different reactions being induced at different times.

Having eliminated anything local as a source of these reactions, further analysis and observation over time, led me to speculate about the nuclear submarines, and to receive confirmation via the Internet.

To write in greater detail will result in a very long article.  So I shall be brief.

‘Switch on’ instantly creates a strong sensation in the perineum and genitals and a false desire to urinate and defecate.  (I have ample opportunity to observe farm animals, and invariably they urinate and defecate immediately when alarmed.)

The throat becomes tense, and breathing is held at a minimal level, whilst the midriff is tautened and an unpleasant ‘gut feeling’ induced.

Wrists, calves and buttock also tense, whilst the shoulders hunch.

The palms of the hands, finger ends and the soles of the feet become ‘desensitised’-, almost numb.

Frequently, the lower bowel develops quantities of ‘wind’ or ’gas’ with accompanying ‘mucus’, which when expelled becomes what is generally known as a ‘wet fart’.

There are times, when a transmission is particularly strong and lengthy, thereby creating an intense inner feeling of anxiety, the complete liquid contents of the lower bowel may be expelled violently and without the possibility of restraint, and. depending where it actually happens, may be the cause of great embarrassment. 

In other words these are the reactions of a mammal in a state of panic or deep anxiety - trying to keep a ’low profile’ when potentially in danger, yet being prepared to run for its life.

In the human mammal, when the aches and tensions become an almost permanent feature of one’s life, attempts are made to ‘rationalise’ them, tolerate them, or to find ‘common cause’ with other sufferers.  Just as I do with the friends with whom I communicate frequently on these matters. 

In desperation, one of these friends presented her GP with a full litany of every reaction and symptom, ending with “Will you please tell me what is wrong with me?” 

She received the reply – “The answer is that I don’t know – practically every GP in the country is being asked that same question, and we don’t know the answer.”

Because of their isolation, sub-mariners need to be kept informed about daily life in their home country, and there are times when the transmissions are long and continuous.  This is particularly so when there are major sporting events taking place and when there are major international tensions.

A prime example of the latter occurred when President Obama was planning to bomb Syria in reprisal for the alleged use of chemical weapons by Government Forces.  The transmissions must have been continuous as the naval units of the various nations were kept informed and received instructions - and my internal reactions became almost unbearable – as were those of my ‘contacts’.

Then Russia intervened, and I went to bed on the Sunday evening not knowing what the next day would bring.  I woke in the night – and there was nothing…  And again, throughout the Monday – nothing – as it must have been at the dawn of time.

Obama had ‘blinked’ and everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see what would happen next.  My phone hardly stopped ringing as friends rang to comment in amazement and to enquire.

‘Normal service’ resumed on the Tuesday….

Currently, the situation in Syria and the rest of the Middle East is so tense and volatile that it is inevitable that transmissions will be frequent and long.

At this moment, it is mid-day on Thursday 24th of March and there is a powerful transmission, with the result that I have had to cease writing, because it is virtually impossible to think coherently or to make rational decisions because of intense and continuous physical and mental reactions.  Additionally, my gullet is ‘locked’ and food will not descend.

I have written elsewhere suggesting that the large increase in the number of whales that are becoming stranded on European beaches and elsewhere in the World is also the result of their disturbance and panic caused by the electromagnetic phenomena that surround them as they swim.

While I cannot put myself in the place of a whale in the ocean, I have no difficulty in imagining the confusion and panic that might be created in such a huge creature when it is completely surrounded and swamped by ‘alien’ influences similar to the ones that I am feeling.

In terms of human reactions, I can write solely about my experiences and those of the group of friends who live in the same area.  The majority are also retired and, like me, live lives that are fairly ‘static’ – living in small houses or bungalows, and hence spending much time ‘close to the ground’.

 

Additionally, the area in which we live was formerly very actively volcanic, and has a base stratum of granite.  Whether or not this has any significance in the distribution of these signals as opposed to the distribution in zones having different geology, I have no way of knowing.

Individuals who live and/or work in high rise buildings, will be subject to diminishing influence, while those who live in what have been described as the ‘urban electromagnetic jungles’, where there is already a great amount of em radiation from a great variety of sources,  they are least likely to be aware of subtle changes within their environment – although their bodies and brains will, willy nilly, detect the transmissions, and will create corresponding involuntary reactions.

I speculate whether the influences and reactions that I describe make any contribution to the acknowledged increase in mental health problems, early onset dementia and an observed upsurge in human aggression.

Also, it is a significant fact that in the majority of the World regions where revolution, upheaval and turmoil are happening, the inhabitants live and sleep essentially on or very close to the ground – and since the transmissions to the submarines are non-directional, there is not a place on earth where they will not reach.

USEFUL READING

The published researches of Dr. Cyril Smith of Salford University give much information concerning sensitivity to em transmissions.

His book ‘Electro-magnetic Man’ is very informative.  (Sorry, no ISBN)

Likewise, the publications of American Orthopaedic Surgeon, the late

Dr. Robert O. Becker, are very relevant and very readable.

‘The Body Electric’ – ISBN -  0 – 688 – 06971 – 1

‘Crosscurrents’ – ISBN – 978 – 0 – 87477 – 609 – 6

Additionally there are many articles and reports on the subject of ‘Etho-geological forecasting’  e.g. by Rupert Sheldrake et al, which describe the reactions of a variety of animals and other life forms to terrestrial electricity from all of its various origins.

THIS IS A VERY BROAD OUTLINE, BASED UPON MY OWN OBSERVATIONS IN MY OWN LOCATION.  OTHERS MAY HAVE DIFFERENT OR NO REACTIONS.  I SHALL ADD TO THIS ARTICLE WITH ANY NEW OBSERVATIONS AND REACTIONS AND COMMENTS THAT HAVE RELEVANCE.

ROY VINCENT

From the age of 18, when I trained as a radar specialist in the wartime Royal Navy, until my retirement from a lifetime’s employment as a measurement specialist in the Nuclear World of Sellafield and Calder Hall, I have been involved with the detection and measurement of minute electrical, electromagnetic and nuclear phenomena.

Currently, I have no equipment with which to detect and measure the phenomena about which I write other than my sensitive body and brain.  However, I have many words that I could use to express the resentment that I feel at this gross intrusion from a system that is designed to protect me – from what?

How many liberties must we sacrifice

to overcome our fears?

Here is one final thought – if there really is a conflict, it is possible that many individuals onshore might be rendered incapable of fighting because of their mental and physical inertia, intensified by the great increase in transmissions.

СЛЫШАНИЕ ГОЛОСОВ: ШИЗОФРЕНИЯ

СЛЫШАНИЕ ГОЛОСОВ: ШИЗОФРЕНИЯ

АВТОР: РОЙ ВИНСЕНТ

Осенью 1979, я начал слышать голоса и испытывать другие явления, и это продолжается с тех пор. Таким образом, в течение более чем тридцати лет, я никогда не был свободен от этих вторжений, которые вторгаются, очевидно, или подсознательно в мой ум и умственные способности, и довольно сильно или тонко в мое тело и чувства.

Я использую слово 'вторжение' преднамеренно, потому что они не продукт отклоняющегося ума, ни больного мозга; ни галлюцинаций, ни даже заблуждений. C 1979 года, я не сомневаюсь то, что я испытываю, имеет духовное происхождение. Использование слова 'духовный' для некоторых предполагает 'религию', 'спиритизм', 'богословие' и т.п. - слова, которые во многом являются пугающими, и вероятно могут привести к отказу от даже открытия моей книги. Забудьте такие предвзятые мнения. Я - инженер и мой подход, и язык - это подход инженера - столь же точный и реалистический, какой может быть в пределах мира опыта, который является самым неточным и нереалистичным.
С начала я делал заметки, которые с 1998 начали превращаться в последовательный материал, поскольку я научился пользоваться компьютером. В ходе моего чтении в области психического здоровья я нашел то, что называют ‘Первыми Признаками шизофрении, и я понял, что я испытал их все, и записал их, хотя бы своими собственными словами. Все же - и это - самый важный пункт, что я отчаянно пытаюсь сделать - я никогда не был болен этой болезнью, и при этом не обращался за помощью или получил консультацию из мира психиатрии или религии. Напротив, я пишу, чтобы предостеречь от обоих направлений, которые пытаются помочь психически больным и людям с потревоженной психикой.

По мере того, как я писал, мои слова были прочитаны друзьями, которые работают в области психиатрии. Поскольку они читали мои материалы, они хотели знать о том, что было 'до' - то есть о моей жизни перед началом вторжений. Я понял, что я должен действительно написать о жизни 'до', чтобы отделить это от событий 1979 года и что последовало потом, поскольку кроме факта того, что оба события случились со мной, они полностью несвязанны.

Что случилось со мной 'до' можно считать историей самой по себе, и это является первой частью моей книги. В 1961, у меня была успешная карьера в ядерной промышленности, карьера, которую я потерял после постановки неправильного диагноза и последующего ненужного лечения. То, что, как теперь известно, было инфекцией Cryptosporidia, врачи рассматривали как 'нервозность', и я начал жизнь с препаратом Librium. После двух лет непрерывного использования я подсел на медицинские препараты и стал иждивенцем, и показывающим многие из побочных эффектов препарата. Я начал 'психиатрический' год, который открылся двумя эпизодами "холодной индейки",госпитализацией в течение в общей сложности двадцати недель, 23 процедур Электро Судорожной Терапии, 'экспериментов' со множеством препаратов, таких как Tryptizol, Melleril, Valium, Pertofran и некоторые бензодиазепины и барбитураты, плюс терапия инсулиновым шоком- и это закончилось фарсом, вторым мнением от того, кто продолжал становиться старейшиной в мире психиатрии.

Я рано закончил свою карьеру и в моем доме было много проблем. И в реальной исчислении, я потерял более чем полмиллиона фунтов. Но в это трудно поверить, эффективно начал новую жизнь. Эта жизнь, которая была и очаровательна и полезна - даже при том, что после четырех лет включала события, которые тогда привели к духовным вторжениям. Поскольку я узнал, мало того, что есть злорадные мнения, что 'шизофреник' это плохо, но есть также доброжелательные мнения.

Целая история можно найти в книге известного целителя, покойного Брюса Макманавея, у которого был талант лечить. Этот талант дал хороший эффект, и который принес мне много положительного при общении с замечательными людьми.
Мой подход инженера привел меня к исследованию нашего взаимодействия с электрической окружающей средой, и пониманию аспектов электричества и здоровья. Узнавая электрическую природу иглоукалывания, например, я расширил свое знание и опыт в этой области.

Я идентифицировал более чем тридцать разных уловок, которые используют 'эти сущности' и описал их подробно. Я также понял, что доступ в ум уязвимого человека могут быть открыты через такие действия как гипноз и гипнотерапия, регрессия прошлых жизней, Рейки, использования каналов и различные формы 'предсказания'. Есть предостережения, также при выпуске духов, и многих других тайных методов, которые вовлекают ‘открытие ума’: и ссылки также на возможность таких 'воссозданных' наркотиков как гашиш/марихуана и мескалин, имеющий тот же самый эффект, что и эффект фигурируемый у шаманов. Я думаю, что аналогичное воздействие этих практик может привести к маниакальной депрессии.

Среди моих героев такие разнообразные люди как Галилей, Парацельсус и Никола Тесла, и я указываю и делаю выводы исходя из их учения, а также материалов и коммуникаций с психиатрами, психологами и другими специалистами в области умственного здоровья. Я также изучал сведения о известной слышавшей голоса и видевшей видения, Святой Терезы Авильской.

Я удивил себя, когда я нашел, что мои предварительные записки стали книгой. Когда я читаю то, что я написал, есть времена, когда я чувствую, как будто я очищен физически, и что сырой 'я' таким образом выставлен для всех, чтобы видеть его в пульсирующей боли и муке. Все же я открыл себя, мою жизнь и мои события охотно в надежде, что знание, что я приобрел, будет использоваться, перенося людей, или будет использоваться для их выгоды родственниками больных и профессионалами в мире психиатрии и заботе о психических нарушений. Поскольку я рассматриваю появление моей книги как напечатанной рукописи, то я могу надеяться, что это будет так. Хотя, реалистично, все, что я могу сделать для вас и мою веру в Вас как читателя, и присоединиться к поэту В.Б.Йитсу, когда он размышляет -
Куда Идут Мои Книги

Все слова, которые я произношу,
И все слова, которые я пишу
Должны распространить свои неутомимые крылья
И никогда отдых в их полете,
Пока они не прибывают туда, где ваше грустное, грустное сердце.

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THE VOICE - CONTROLLED BY THE VOICE

CONTROLLED BY THE VOICE

By

ROY VINCENT

I sought not these voices that enter my head,

Nor this physical ‘other’ that escorts me to bed.

‘Innocence’, it seems, then, was my middle name

When first I tried dowsing - but ‘twas not a game.

Curiosity drove me.  But most curious I found,

Were voices that spoke without making a sound.

With my mind wide open – no barriers in place,

I sat one bright day, gazing, lost in my space.

Unprepared, as a ‘presence’ that I couldn’t see,

Moved out of my ‘space’ and right into me.

At first it was friendly; at first it was kind,

But soon it had plans to take over my mind.

Was it one?  Were there twenty?  Still I don’t know

How such vile intrusions could grow and yet grow.

While my head became such a huge circus tent

With tricksters and jugglers all fully Hell bent

On creating Hell; such a Hell without cease

Inside a clear mind that had known only peace.

If I listened and followed their every intent,

Why soon I’d be lost up my own fundament.

Do it this way, no that way, no t’other, they’d say.

If I let them, I’d stand in a dither all day,

Bereft of all power to make my own choice

Becoming a puppet - controlled by The Voice.

For thirty long years I have just had my fill

Of voices and ‘others’ – yet never was ill.

I knew from Day One, the original voice

Was – now I am faced with a difficult choice.

I know there exist certain spirits, you see

But will you believe me?  With me then agree?

Since Ape became Man, every race then has found

Such voices that speak without making a sound.

Consoling or harming, these words that they utter.

To help you - or force you down into the gutter.

With words that inspire or words that deprave,

Shining like diamonds, or dark as the grave.

I’ve shown you the counterfeit side of the coin.

The obverse shines brightly with those who will join

With you in your quest for a mind that is free

Of malign intrusion.  But how can that be?

Good ‘spirits’ exist – of that have no doubt,

With knowledge and wisdom and notable ‘clout’.

Those same thirty years, then, have brought me such wealth

From those that approach me, but not in their stealth.

Inform me; support me; encourage as well,

Surround me with, truly, the obverse of Hell.

They came when I needed; nowhere did I look,

And that is the reason why I wrote my book.

Ah yes!  THE BOOK!  First I lived it, then I wrote it – all 160,000  words.

And now?  Yes, now I urge you to read it.  Called Listening to the Silences, it is available free at www.royvincent.org  .  

Part autobiography, it is chiefly a DIY Manual and textbook for those who hear voices and experience physical presence, and for their carers.

“Hearing Voices” usually implies ‘schizophrenia’ and mental ill-health.  My book also describes the many other and positive consequences of this

“Undoubtedly, many have gone to Ashrams and got better.”  Indian Mother.

Having been invaded by malign voices while flying high over the Med, one lady wrote, “I want to thank you for writing on the Internet about your experiences.  I found it to be the only true version of what I feel happened to myself last year.  I had been looking for books to read on the subject, but found nothing useful until I came across your account.”

“My name is James Douglas A…  (ID 32----) on Georgia, US, Death Row.  I hear voices and get physically “abused”/manipulated by unseen, but very real entities I’ll call spirits of good and/or bad intent.”

A Portuguese Film-maker, seeking an interview, wrote, “My goal is to explore a different approach from the psychiatric tradition, to show how people can live with their voices…  I was very much impressed with your book.  I believe both your life and literature are a truthful account of human experience and should be shared rapidly with a wider public.”

“My name is Al -----, from the Philippines.  I just want to share with you something about hearing voices.  During college days, I was hooked on drugs.  (I graduated marine transportation – merchant mariner.)  …until one day I lose control of myself.  I heard people in my area gossiping about me which makes me truly change myself into something not me anymore.  I heard voices unlike other schizophrenic patients experiencing - those voices told them to kill, burn, electrify themselves.  Mine is different; voices I heard knows a lot about my behaviour and attitude.  They know my weaknesses… always contradict my movements, actions, speech, even thoughts.  So I give up and surrender myself to rehab centre.”

Having been clear of voices for some time, Al went to sea, but in mid voyage – “…unluckily voices strike again, so I decide to disembark and go home with shattered dreams… and suffering a disease which is still taboo in the Philippines.  All I now care is, though I have an abnormal life, I want to be a father to my daughter and a husband to my wife.  Now you inspired me a lot.”

© ROY VINCENT 2016