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Historical Footnote (October 2019): Updated February 2023: This About Me page used to read About the Sex Machine, (Approximately in 2008), which is still part of this blog’s tag-line, on this page only, where it will remain as a reminder of the scandalous nature of my past.

Despite requests to do so, from supposedly pious men, who should really know better, I will never hide or pretend my past was different than it was, because above all, truth. Besides, in seeing my own journey others sometimes get inspired to take better roads, nor am I ashamed or feel particularly guilty about anything in my past, as I always acted as I thought best given my beliefs and situation at the time. And lastly, I will NEVER submit to any kind of social pressure from any other human being into pretending I am or was different than I am or was. That all said, as my values and beliefs change, I am happy to update my position. So the link to the original version of this page is still there and remains, nor will I take it down, and I warn you it is most assuredly NOT for pious eyes, so avoid looking at it if you would, but my personal beliefs have changed considerably since then, as on the 25th of May 2017 (Ascension Day) I was baptised into the real Catholic Church.

Side-note: The Catholic Church has nothing to do with the demonic inspired pederasts that currently infect the Vatican, nor the protector of pedophiles on Earth Bergoglio and his kind – Everything related or connected to the heresies of Vatican 2 is completely rejected by me and if you want to have more details on that you can do worse than reading this: Canon188 (archived page – The site no longer exists).

My short book BELIEVE! (about a 2 hour read) summarises my journey from lifelong Capable Hedonist to Convinced Catholic at the age of 47. Probably because it is not written in a style many have come across (it has been described as being by a new class of writer, the Theologian-Berserker) it has had some success at converting everything from Atheists, to lapsed “Catholics” unaware of the Vatican 2 heresies, to Protestants, and everything in between. Currently over 100 individuals and counting have converted to Sedevacantism because of it.

The Other information about me found at the very bottom of this page remains more or less the same except I generally practice Clinical Hypnosis remotely via Skype when I do, and no longer teach Martial Arts in a formal setting.

My other non-fiction books cover vastly different topics, and each is the result of some intense period of study lasting years, in some cases, decades. Be it Martian artefacts and human origins, the most effective martial system I have ever encountered, practiced and taught to date, after a couple of decades of karate before it, or indeed the real history of the infiltration and near total destruction of the Catholic Church and why anyone sane rejects the fake “Papacy” and its retinue of pedophiles. Along with an explanation of what actual Catholics are like and where to find them, and what exactly is Sedevacantism and why Sedevacantists are the only Catholic left. And more importantly, how to reclaim it from the usurpers, a process that is in progress and already producing results.

I am not your leader, I have no wish to be your guru. If you find my thoughts, books or something I say helps you become a better person, become a (real) Catholic, or investigate your reality in ways that are fruitful for you, then good. And if not, feel free to ignore me completely. And for the SJW, screamers, gamma males, and scolds who would want to point to any part of my life as being imperfect in attempt to silence me or hide the truth or cast aspersions and falsity on my ACTUAL character or belief (however imperfect those might be anyway), as far as I’m concerned, you can literally go and perform the sin of Onnan on yourselves. My character and actions will be judged by only two things.

God
My own conscience.

I don’t know anyone who can influence 1, so good luck with that. And the number of people who can influence 2 I know personally, and not any of them would be here reading this to try and affect it in any way, so, as the saying goes, you’re shit out of luck. I’m about as resistant to emotional blackmail as it’s possible for any mortal to be.

If you absolutely need some kind of idea, to curb your stalkerish interest in me, then I suggest that you read the story of Jean Parisot de Valette, who was the leader of the knights of Malta during the siege of 1565 a story that is absolutely fascinating and utterly inspiring to read, with acts of heroism that defy almost all human imagination (A very good book on the topic is The Great Siege: Malta 1565).

The reason is that I consider de Valette a good model for a Catholic of my kind to aspire to be. If you read his story you will find that he lacked little in the way of strategy, tactics and above all courage under impossible conditions rooted in Faith. At age 71 he fought all day, with barely any armour and quite seriously wounded in the leg, atop one of the crumbling walls, and refused to come down when his men implored him to do so because he knew being there would drive his men to fight alongside him and ferociously.

That said, he also scandalised many of his fellow knights and others.

After the Muslims had killed and tortured knights they had taken prisoner within sight of the walls of the fortress, de Valette had all the Muslim prisoners brought to the walls, had them decapitated, and fired their heads out of cannons into the enemy encampment.

He was also rumoured to have had two illegitimate children, be intimate with a married woman (or perhaps more), once beat a man to death for having blasphemed and was imprisoned for it, as well as captured as a slave by Muslims before being released after a ransom was paid. In short, I am sure he was less than a perfect man in many ways. That said, it is also a fact that without his existence, guided by his personal character, such as it was, his men might not have performed as they did in such astonishingly heroic fashion. And Malta could very easily have fallen. And if it had, it is very doubtful whether Christendom would even exist at all today.

Now, I am nowhere near as noble as de Valette was, remember, I aspire to become more like him (although without all the illegitimate children and affairs with married noblewomen if at all possible, which given I’m very happily married now, I hope will prove one of the easier pitfalls to avoid!).

Essentially, that means I worry more about being able, at age 71 (and preferably 99) to fight vicious enemies of the Faith in (preferably) full armour, but if circumstance dictates it, even naked as the day I was born. And your pretend outrage (or real outrage for that matter), or scandal, or shock, at my impious ways, occupies very, very, very little space in my mind, and that’s not liable to change before I am long dead and in front of my Lord to account for my sins, at which point, I will account for all of them without attempt at denying any of them in any way. But that’s between me and Him. You really don’t enter into it at all.