Maybe back in 2000 -when my heart chambers were occasionally trying to beat in reverse order- it would have been something I chould have tried gladly. We have to pass these tips around the campfire in the abscence for a real healthcare system that works across the board. I had 3 seizures that year; January, June and Dec. The Lithium I was on had sapped all my strenth. The best I could do was shop for groceries. I've been on total disability since 1989. A 1,000 lb. bale of scrap came after me when I opened the trailer doors in Westpoint.
Actually I got hit 4 different ways. It's a very long 1-second story... everything happened in a split. I became a time traveler in that instant of profound energy. The forces that ripped thru me put a energy into my mind that turned out energized me. I had a few inventions before that but within a few months I had "knew" how to get electricity from lightning.
I had never taken strong drugs. They gave me a lot of morphine for the next 3 days. Between the accident & that, it sent me into a bipolar "high" that lasted 12 months. I had so many ideas I decided I had to write it all down in some kind of package because they were raining all over me. So my wife went out and found me an electric typewriter. I couldn't get into bed. It was too high. So I slept on the sofa... But I kept typing and writing scribbled notes all over the place for 20 hours a day...
I guess I was in shock too. But as soon as I got home all the doctors plumb forgot about me. I was rowing on my own then. Except, I did write an editorial in to the paper telling how I had seen how to get electricity from lightning and gold from the Pacific by using a siphon pipe from Ventura over the Panamint Mountains (partly tunneled near the top as it wasn't necessary to go further).
Then a local radio station called me, wanted me to come over if I possibly could. They wanted it on the air. So I struggled over there. Wife drove. It was a good while before I could drive again. My accident had shot me forward like a rocket as the bale glanced my shoulder. Then it was going so fast. I know because my head turned back as I was flying forward. Damn thing was a blur for a bale. Hit behind my calves right behind the knees! When it tried to drive my knees thru the asphalt it whipped my chest into the ground. I felt my watch shoot off.
And my foot was bent up to the shinbone.
I guess maybe the doctors threw in th towel, thinking I was going to die later so why bother. But the wife talked to them some. Funny how they wouldn't believe me but gave her an ear... but much later I found out the truth. They had decided my "accident" was a veiled & failed suicide attempt...
Let me tell you Friend/Br'er Guest, that I don't care how much people tell you this is the enlightened time of Man on Earth, I ran into Neaderthals who escaped doing their job by sayin' it was all my fault...
Later it was discovered that I had had a rare thyroid disorder since I was 13, the age when it's supposed to kick in like gangbusters. Well, mine did not. The gland itself was strong and made lots of hormone but it was chemically wrong for my body, so I was caught in a loop. The brain kept ordering my thyroid to MAKE MORE and it would in abundance but it wasn't making the trip, so more thyroid kept being ordered up... So all my life I was being poisoned by my own thryoid.
Like being stuck on the Merry go Round from Hell. It caused me a great deal of mental confusion. You may not even want to hear all this so I guess I should stop, but I was the beggar in the Bible and the doctors walked on by me, so that's why a great amount in my website is devoted to doctors and the gross mistakes they make EVERY DAY. My page on doctors spells out how to fix that. Just search for malpractice doctors, you'll find it. 4-step correction.
If it was just some of the time I'd have let the issue drop, but I got to thinking about my 3 boys and grandchildren, and that if I didn't put these issues under a magnifying glass the same horror ginding mill from hell that ran over me for 14 years was going to have its shot at them.
I decided that was totally unacceptable.
So I put our healthcare system and the doctors under the other side of the pendulum that kept hitting me. Not for revenge, but I was seeking ANSWERS and I decided it was what I had to do.
One doctor 2 years ago said to me "I just don't know why you've never been able to go back to work." Well, the truth is that my doctors never did their job. My muscles never grew back around my busted feet bones. had they done that they would have cushioned the feet and I probably would have returned to some kind of work by now. My ribcage was busted up too but they never understood. Truth was every which way I moved it was like a knife was turning in my side.
A few times I've tried to get a lawyer group tp help me because the many different kinds of hell that has been dropped in my lap over this long period well, it would have broke most people I guess. Imagine living every day for 14 years, every waking moment another day on th rack.
Then people spit on you, saying you're a FAKER, NO ACCOUNT... If they don't say it to your face it's in their eyes. That is almost worse than the pain because it is an insult to a Christian, insult of the worst kind.
I have a copy of the radio interview. I can't listen to it. I did once and that was ENOUGH. I wasn't talking on the radio, I was gasping for breath. I told the DJ about my S.P.E.A.G. machine... that could get electricity from gravity. It's all explained somewhere there in my short novel.
But of course now that I've fixed that failed LN2000 engine there isn't much need to build a field of SPEAG towers at the geomagnetic North Pole. It was a real eye opener for me to understand that it could be done but I haven't said anything about it in the website. Been too busy writing everything else.
Some people will probably GASP at the newpath4.com design, flaws, incongruities, LACK OF A TEMPLATE. But the entire World should marvel that a person in my physical condition left to die so others could have the piecemeal medical care in this country... could do such a feat.
The engine is a miracle, the novel, the website, and when people say there isn't a God I know different. When I started writing it I decided that I wasn't going to leave Him out of my website because He was the one who stood by me, energized me, and showed me the path I had to follow...
Needless to say I'm appalled that fields of simple lightning rod towers has yet to be build across the "lightning belt" because one single bolt of it has well over 100,000,000 Volts. And friend, we don't need no stinking crude oil one bit. We don't need sheiks in Saudi Arabia whipping us with their oil cartel because they don't get much ground lightning like we do from Texas across to Loiusiana. Fort Knox is what we have, and this country could tap it much easier than drilling the ground from underneath our feet.
Each of my inventions is more or less tapping the Paradise that has drowned us with power all our lives. But, America has turned into some kind of race for the exotic, the hard to grasp golden fleece, so entranced by the beauty of the pedestal we want to stand on that we don't see the beauty we have. We walk by the free stuff and fight and claw like a thristy man in a desert.
Now I have to go. My old bod started acting up about 3 this morning. It's real mad at me for pushing so much this week. I was up 42 hours straight from Friday morning into Sunday doing work on the website to meet this month's spider runs. I made it under the wire but I'm going to have to pay the piper for a while now.
Consider this tho. You sending me that link to that product is more than 13 YEARS of doctors did for me. I have literally lived the life of the Invisible Man... and to be quite honest being treated as invisible when I'm 280 pound man is a slap in the face. And I've been slapped, and slapped, and slapped like this for more than 5000 days straight.
My big success was to try a product called Muscle Jack that grew the muscle back in my feet, so I've ben walking pretty good for about 8 months. It really got old, because the bones would scrub against one another under my 280 weight and it felt like walking with shards of glass sticking thru my feet. I've had first hand experience with glass, been hit by a car and drug under the door.
I'm not supposed to be here.
This is of course truncated. hehehehe My website is a multi-subject endeavor, a "vehicle" that I put together to address the three most important subjects facing us today.
1) energy via poisonous crude oil products being burned
2) doctors and the health system ignoring the healing of oxygen if we ever get it, &
3) and thirdly but not the least, I've used it to spread knowledge of God and the
fact that we have been living in a Land of Plenty and not seen it.
When I started down this road, I had one conviction. That when God tossed Adam out of Paradise the Bible did not say the Paradise was gone. It said it was guarded so that none could enter. As I walked along in my mind with that faith I opened my heart and mind to all the possibilities that came my way. I became a human receiving tower. I stopped accepting all the people saying This or That cannot be done, because I knew something could be done. I more or less set the base values that allowed me to go "forward"... much like a computer solves problems by inputting values into possble trinomials til it gets the answer it "knows" is there.
As it turned out -and it didn't have to- but it did, that by my questioning everything I did find the hidden Paradise. And I've tried to explain it as best I could so that you all could see the blessings, the river of life that is ours if we want it. It doesn't mean we have to WORK HARD, it means we have to work smarter. This country is so incredibly WEALTHY OUT THE YINGYANG it even boggles my mind what I have seen.
And it has sustained me thru a world of torture you can't imagine. So, I found the biggest soapbox int the World to stand on and shout the message, that we still live in the same Paradise Adam lost.
My novel is Copyrighted as of Mar/April 1990, one year after my accident, by the name "ANTI-SYNERGY: The STORY of Project Badwater" . I used Open Office to convert it into pdf form this year so that people in every language could read it. It's real short but it was written to honor President Reagan via the storyline. If you can see past the amateurness of it you'll find messages on several different levels.
And Paradise.
Thanks for visiting my website. It is yours to do with as you please.
You can listen and marvel or gag and choke but I tossed it onto the
water and it will have results to which it was sent. If you're happy with scraps off the table and can stomach a doctoring system that doesn't doctor, to where people have to self doctor & poison themselves with snake oil searching for relief in the MIDDLE OF A COUNTRY THAT HAS MORE DOCTORS THAN ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE WORLD, then you probably won't care for me or it.
Woody Riley
http://www.newpath4.com/Badwater.pdf . I realize that many people resent me for being the wrong package. Not much I can do about that but to say what's on my site, that God -sometimes- chooses the rocks.
Whew.
And if you're as smart as I think you are,
you'll look around and see products
coming onto today's market
that originated in my novel.
None of this is being written to toot my horn,
but, if I did want to, and I'm not aversie to that,
I'd mention 2 things.
I saved the Knight Rider Show from failing by writing them a letter.
I told them to stop being so mechanical and give David a love
interest, which they did. He and his lady mechanic began to sweat
even when she wasn't working on the car.
#2, I was the guy who sent a Letter of Complaint to the local TV
station... telling them it was an insult that the lady reporters
were not allowed to wear earrings on the air. And that was that.
Hasselhof survived and the NBC stations nationwide started showing
some realistic women for the first time.
So those are my horns. In other words, I actually
DID SOMETHING on my own without inspiration.
There is a difference.
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