I was born in London, England in June 1954, and currently make my home in New York City, where today the weather is quite foul.  I came to the United States with my father, an airline pilot, when I was 15 years old.

At seventeen years old, I threw my first magic spell, a negative spell for the purpose of getting even with wayward friends, and watched it succeed dramatically.  This gave me the first indication that I had magical powers, as the ignition of the spell was quite strong.  However, at the age of six, I started accumulating linear magic tricks and was giving magic shows to groups of one hundred people by the age of eleven.  So I started with tricks and moved on to real magic.

At seventeen, a psychologist turned me on to the works of Carlos Castaneda, especially his masterpiece, Journey to Ixtlan, and he contributed vastly to re-making my thought patterns.  I was introduced to the idea of there being an unlimited number of seperate realities, and that the one we all share is but a “DESCRIPION” that was taught us from the time we were small babies, until an unknown point arrived at which we had achieved “memership”.  I did some exploration of other realities through the useof psychedelics, as had Castaneda, but I then discovered that the most important teachings that were received by Castaneda were the lessons on phenominon not-drug related.  In time, I was able to manifest some of the miraculous principles described in Journey to Ixtlan, which I suppose can be ordered from www.amazon.com.  I learned to always take advantage of “The Cubic Centimeter of Chance” and taught this to others, and performed manhy others of the acts described in this book, even including the almost not-to-be-discussed “Stopping the World”.  I would take a friend aside, a friend younger and stronger than me, with much more fighting skill, and dare him to take a punch at me.  As the friend punched, midway along it’s trajectory, I would “stop the world” only for a brief second, but long enough to get under and block or get into position to block and then block the strike, then allowing linear reality to take back over, and I would rejoice to see the macho man’s face as his punch was unable to reach me, ever.  I do however realize that I can not always depend on this ability for my safety, as many factors could render it nil.

In my twenties I learned much about what a man can do with words alone, becoming a very talented salesman.  Sales also has it’s spiritual and mystical qualities, and I leaned to excel there too.

At the age or approximately twenty six I met and befriended two people who I can only refer to as “descended masters” – as opposed to the much more common “ascended master”.  I learned in time, while I enjoyed myself greatly in their place of business, that they were not normal human beings. but rather masterful souls who would not normally incarnate on Earth.  But I knew they had, for a specific reason, and I knew what the reason was.  In 1979, two years after I met them, I told one of them what I knew.  He was staggered that anyone at all had figured this information out, and slammed back against the wall he was standing near.  It would be four years later that our love with each other would produce a magical/spiritual miracle that reverberates through the world to this day, 27 years later.