WADE FRAZIER : A Healed Planet

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

I have written about how I came to my approach to bringing free energy to humanity. This post is about why I think it could work. Make no mistake: if there are enough people who adopt my proposed approach and combine their efforts, it will work. Free-energy technology is older than I am, and the main reason why it stays in the shadows is that the organized suppression and social managers have helped make free energy unimaginable to nearly all of humanity. That is the primary problem. The greatest triumph of the global elite and social managers is making what I call the Fifth Epoch unimaginable, and the masses have obliged them. Most of what I do is to help make it imaginable, but my work is also about getting there. If we cannot imagine it, we certainly cannot consciously pursue it.

I also eventually realized that for none of the Epochal transitions of the human journey so far, could anybody see the next one coming. What was coming was simply unimaginable to everybody. This is the first time that people have imagined the next Epoch before it arrived. Today, when the subject of free energy and the next Epoch is broached, more than 99% of humanity reacts in indifference, denial, and fear. About the best that can be hoped for is a lazy acceptance; if somebody wants to give them history’s most lucrative technology, they would accept it (who wouldn’t?). For those few who get past those early hurdles to comprehension, they nearly invariably get stuck in the free-energy field’s state of arrested development, with its focus on inventors, scientists, promoters, and the like. Vanishingly few free-energy inventions actually work, and for those that do, the inventors usually get Crazy Inventor Syndrome, expect to be paid a trillion dollars, declare themselves the Second Coming and Messiah, and fall into other ego-traps. The biggest event in the human journey challenges anybody’s ego, and I have witnessed many casualties over the years.

Only when efforts survive the early hurdles do the agents of organized suppression get involved. I have long discussed the paths of failure for this task, such as applying for patents, keeping the technology proprietary, the capitalist approach, finding rich “philanthropists,” sneaking past the organized suppression, a guerilla revolution in garages and workshops, mounting a mass movement, defeating the global elites in battle, media campaigns, the hero’s approach, mounting conferences, beseeching the world’s governments or corporations, environmentalists, charities, scientific, academic, and “progressive” organizations. I have seen and heard it all since 1986, when I met Dennis Lee. All of those paths have been tried many times, and all have ended in failure, often with wrecked and shortened lives.

I found that none of those approaches aimed high enough, mainly because the people in those efforts did not aim high enough. Since scarcity and fear have dominated the human journey, all of those approaches, to one degree or another, have been rooted in scarcity and fear, in giving power away to others. If those efforts did not succumb to their internal weaknesses, the tactics of organized suppression strangled them in their cradles. No effort has ever gotten very far along. I have long written on the lessons that I learned and what a successful effort will need to do. I wrote on it again in recent years.

The basics have not changed. Here are the traits that I think a successful effort will need to have:

• It must be loving, with a bullet, and means many things, including relinquishing judgment and refusing to see anybody as “bad guys” (a tribalism); we are all in this together, even the global elite; elites are simply one of the many ephemeral roles that humans have played over the Epochs; elites will become obsolete in the Fifth Epoch; as will bankers, soldiers, politicians, and many other roles;
• It cannot be money-hungry; money-hungry efforts are doomed from the outset;
• It must be or aspire to be enlightened;
• It cannot invite in the darkness at the early stages; as the agents of darkness easily destroy fledgling efforts; when the effort is strong and mature (after delivering free energy to humanity), redeeming the darkness will be among its tasks;
• It must seek power from within, not without, and love is the greatest power.

I have done my best to be Seth’s practicing idealist, with each step worthy of the goal, as the means become the ends. As my mystical studies have made clear, nobody gets away with anything. Anything that we do to others, we ultimately do to ourselves, as that is how our souls learn. Jesus’s message of loving the enemy is the most enlightened message ever given to humanity. A successful effort is not going to seek punishment of anybody.

It won’t take that many people who learn to sing the song of abundance to lead a successful effort. I am guessing 5,000 people, who will attract the 100,000 “do something” people. Then, the Fifth Epoch will arrive.

I do not expect everybody on Earth to become enlightened overnight when the Fifth Epoch arrives. Most will still sleepwalk, but as with the prior Epochs, the trend will accelerate of declining violence and societies’ becoming more humane. The masses can scarcely imagine what is right around the corner if an effort such as mine succeeds.

I know the qualities of the people that I seek:

• Their hearts are in the right place;
• They have already had an awakening experience, in which they recognized what their indoctrination and conditioning really was, and they began to discard it; that can happen in any walk of life;
• My jury is still out on whether they need a mystical awakening, but Brian O’Leary was probably right, and they do;
• They need to be or be willing to become scientifically literate; this takes some mental horsepower and gumption, but it is not really a heavy lift; I have been trying to make it as easy as I can; popularized science, which I based my biggest essay on (and my most recent essay, which is a book preview), is plenty; the people that I seek do not need to be professional scientists.

If my effort (or another – I may not live to see this come to pass) can find enough people with those qualities, and a little work, the Fifth Epoch is on its way.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

For a century after George Washington, who was the architect, every American president was about grabbing land, from the Indians, Spain, France, Russia, the British, Mexico, etc. Once temperate North America had been added to the USA’s larder, then it began stealing other land, such as Hawaii, the Philippines, and Puerto Rico. It invented Panama and then stole the Panama Canal Zone. Those days are not over, as Donald Trump has his eyes on seizing back the Panama Canal Zone and taking Greenland and Canada. The audacity of it is stunning. In the 20^th century, the USA was more about pursuing neocolonial goals, in which subject peoples were slaughtered and exploited without planting the American flag. It was cheaper that way and easier to conceal from its brainwashed citizens. I have seen many writers state how refreshing Trump’s candor is. He is nakedly imperialistic and does not hide behind the past century and more of lying liberal rhetoric like other presidents did.

JFK was the only president who tried to put on the imperial brakes a little, and he was shown the error of his ways. Every president since then has obediently served imperial interests. Even “human rights” president Jimmy Carter presided over the greatest proportional genocide since World War II.

Earth is only so big, and I have written about the golden ages of fortunate species that were able to expand across the planet for a time. Humans have been no different. The first school of economic thought was the Physiocrats, and to date, it is the only school of economic thought that explicitly rooted wealth in land. Subsequent economic schools obscured that connection on behalf of their plutocratic masters, especially the neoclassical school that prevails today. I regard their work as one giant deception.

As we witness the ongoing genocide in Gaza, the idea of a “Greater Israel” has gone from “conspiracy theory” to fact. From the very first civilizations, that region has been slaked in the blood of rising and falling empires. There have been three population replacements in Europe, going back to Neanderthals. Today’s events are simply more of the same. It is just another chapter of Western-sponsored settler-colonialism, just like what the British and their descendants did to North America, Australia, and New Zealand, what Hitler planned for Eastern Europe, etc.

A couple of years ago, I wrote a story on what the first century of what I call the Fifth Epoch can look like. The technologies that my close friend was shown in the 1990s would forever end the human obsession with owning land. Human territorialism will end, including land grabs, which means the end of nations, for starters. But most importantly, those technologies mean the end of scarcity and fear as humanity’s operating principles. Scarcity and fear are so deeply ingrained in the human psyche that almost nobody on Earth can even imagine what I am writing about, which is normal, but I seek the relative few who can. I have an approach that will work, if I can find the people for it.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

Trump 2.0 has been a presidency of bizarre contradictions so far. My previous post remarked on Trump’s planned imperial land grabs. This post was spurred by watching this clip of RFK, Jr.’s discussion of Bill Gates and his vaccine campaigns in Africa. I want to back up a little, first, to provide some context.

The rise of civilization was marked by new social roles, primarily professions and elites. Elites were societal parasites from the beginning, and they remain that way today. Elites violently conquered all early civilizations, and the initial elites just reveled in their loot. But they soon learned that in order to get societies to do their bidding they needed a cognitive trick, and all early elites claimed divine status or sanction so that the conquered masses would worship them. Old Kingdom pharaohs claimed godly powers, especially controlling the Nile’s flood. An epic drought ended the Old Kingdom and the divine status of pharaohs. But elites have played similar games ever since, and a chief stratagem in the modern era has been becoming “philanthropists.”

I noted the mischief of “philanthropists” in my early writings, such as how the dispossessed American Indians even had the remnants of their land stolen from them by “philanthropists.” Philanthropy is largely a scam, to launder blood-soaked fortunes into “good deeds” performed for the common good, but which often make the “philanthropists” richer and often result in social engineering that benefits the “philanthropist” class at the expense of the society. Bill Gates is merely the latest one to play that game.

Gates became a “philanthropist” when Microsoft was sued for the dishonest way that it became a monopoly. Gates literally modeled his “philanthropy” on John D. Rockefeller’s “philanthropy.” Rockefeller’s big “philanthropy” move was made after he machine-gunned women and children and his public image was at about Attila the Hun’s level. He then became the leading benefactor of medicine, as he allied with the AMA and other criminal organizations to take over Western medicine, turning it into the racket that it is today. Morris Fishbein was instrumental in turning degenerative disease treatment into a racket, especially cancer treatment, Anthony Fauci was a leading figure in turning infectious disease treatment into a racket, and Bill Gates was Fauci’s literal partner in crime. Kennedy’s book went into the Fauci/Gates “bromance” in some depth.

Gates’s father was a eugenicist, and Gates seems to be one himself. Kennedy wrote at length about a Gates vaccine program in Africa that increased the death rate of girls by ten times. Kennedy called it a female genocide. Kennedy wrote about vaccine legend Peter Aaby, who led the team that discovered that genocide, and in that interview that I linked to, Kennedy said that Gates wrecked the careers of those experts who revealed that vaccine-genocide. Kennedy concluded that Gates knows what he is doing. Gates is not just some misguided “philanthropist,” but is knowingly launching eugenics and genocide campaigns under the rubric of vaccination. The interviewer in that video asked about a Gates vaccine campaign that was really about birth control, and Kennedy gave that example of that genocidal vaccine campaign. Gates has sponsored a number of vaccine campaigns in Africa that were really about sterilizing women without their consent, in shades of the Nazis, and the Rockefellers were also prominent in eugenics experiments. One Gates tetanus campaign in Africa was literally only performed on women with the secret intention of sterilizing them, which the WHO eventually admitted. As Kennedy noted in that interview, Gates has controlled the WHO for many years.

So, Kennedy seems to be going after Gates’s “philanthropic” empire. Trump 2.0 is full of contradictions like this. On one hand, Trump is nakedly imperialistic, and on the other, he is siccing Kennedy on Big Food, Big Pharma, and “philanthropists” such as Gates. These are strange times to be alive.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

For those who have read my work for a long time (some since the 1990s), I think that what I am trying to accomplish is obvious, but this post will be a condensed version.

I was raised to be a scientist from the cradle and was well on my way until a desperate prayer changed my studies from science to business when I was 19, three years after I had my first energy dreams, when what my first professional mentor invented was considered by a federal study as the world’s best engine for powering an automobile. Eight years of idealism and disillusionment after that first prayer, I made a second and so far last one and landed in the middle of the greatest attempt ever made to bring alternative energy to the American marketplace, which put the world’s best heating system on people’s homes for free. Then my wild ride began, and before that year was over, we were pursuing free energy. Two years later, my life was ruined, soon after my partner rejected a billion-dollar offer from the CIA to cease our efforts. After I sprung my partner from jail, I spent the next several years digging out of my financial abyss and rebuilding my shattered life, while my partner survived yet more attempts to kill him. I can scarcely believe that that all happened, and I lived it. I only survived because of my youth and idealism. I also began my days of study in those years.

After several years of trying, my former partner got me to go back to work for him. It did not last long, I nearly went to prison or worse for my efforts, but most importantly, I strongly doubted that our approach would work. I then embarked on the study and writing that resulted in my site largely as it stands today. After completing it, I was introduced to Bucky Fuller’s work by one of his students, and I finally realized what I was doing: developing a comprehensive perspective. I then resumed my scientific studies in earnest, which led a decade later to my lifetime’s most ambitious essay, and my most recent essay reflects the decade of study since then.

What was the point of burning up a life like that? The arrival of free energy for public use will be the biggest event in the human journey, by far. The technology that produces free energy is older than I am, but it is sequestered from public awareness and use by history’s greatest cover-up, and the suppressors are good at what they do. I have not given up. During my journey, I saw what did not work and was unlikely to. I was involved with five mass-movement efforts before I was finally cured of that approach, the last attempt was done with a colleague who was NASA’s most controversial astronaut, and I eventually became his biographer.

The free-energy field has been in a state of arrested development for longer than I have been alive, and I did not want to bury anybody else whom I got involved in my effort. I groped forward and slowly developed my current approach, which I call the love and enlightenment approach. It needs loving and enlightened people for it to work, and part of enlightenment is having a comprehensive perspective. I developed mine very conservatively, with simple ideas and robust evidence. There is very little speculation in my work, and most fringe topics are invalid, to put it kindly. All of my writings since 2003 have been to help the people I seek develop the comprehensive perspective that I think is necessary for my approach to work. If nothing else, it will make the transformative potential of free-energy technology very clear, which is a critical understanding to achieve.

The two primary qualities needed for the people I seek are a loving heart and an awakening past the indoctrination and conditioning that all humans are subjected to. I cannot help people attain those, but if they care and have been awakened, which can happen in any walk of life, then I can help them develop a comprehensive perspective.

Developing a comprehensive perspective takes work, but my writings have been all about reducing the intellectual lift needed. If everybody had to do it how I did, virtually nobody would succeed. This has been a lifetime project of mine.

The technical feat of developing free-energy technology for public use is fairly trivial. However, it can’t be done in garages and workshops, but something more like an Intel chip facility. Lone-wolf inventors and garage tinkerers are not going to get it done. If enough people can focus on the goal and stand on the global stage with me, singing the song of abundance, to attract others like us, this will be easy and even fun.

At this stage of my effort, I am pursuing a dialogue with the people I seek, to discuss the hundreds of subjects that my work touches, to help them develop that integrated perspective. That discussion will reduce their learning curves. That is really the point of what I am doing right now, and my Substack posts are my latest experiment.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This post was partly inspired by Sam Husseini’s recent article on the genocide in Gaza, as Israel murders journalists. I’ll take Sam with a concussion over just about any other writer in the world on what is happening in Gaza and the enablement of it by the world’s nations.

When I was about ten years old, my first professional mentor invented a bomb that ruined weaponry but did not hurt people. This was at the height of the American genocide in Vietnam, and the Pentagon quickly moved to suppress that bomb. I did not hear about that bomb until several years afterward, probably around the time that I was being nominated for the Air Force Academy. My grandfathers served in the World Wars (1, 2), my father served in Korea, both of my brothers were in the army, and my uncles were in the military. I am the first man, going up my family tree since the 1800s, who did not become a soldier. But I was raised in a military household in a military community and was imbued with the idea that I would not be quite a man until I had been a soldier. What a terrible way to raise a child.

My first public writings were about the USA’s bludgeoning of Iraq that became genocidal long before we invaded, in what Noam Chomsky accurately stated is the greatest crime of the 21^st century so far. Noam wrote about Israel’s crimes for many years. Ed Herman, another Jew, called Israel a terror state. It is heartbreaking to see what is happening in Gaza, especially since the weaponry that Israel is using is largely American. Tens of thousands of children have likely been murdered by the Israelis in this latest wave of genocide.

Equally as heartbreaking for me has been the USA’s use of Ukrainians as cannon fodder in its attempts to undermine Russia, and it has even been scarier. Even the New York Times is beginning to admit how close the Biden administration came to nuclear war over Ukraine as it tried to use Ukraine as a puppet (like the USA did with Afghanistan) but Ukraine had its own ideas. Nearly daily for the past three years, I have gone to South Front and made myself watch battlefield footage. As Americans, we all own a piece of that. American censors simply deleted South Front’s primary domain from the Internet in 2023, as well other domains that American censors deemed were too friendly to Russia, and we are supposedly the champions of free speech.

In the years in preparation for writing my most ambitious essay, I studied science more than history, especially before the evolutionary path to humanity. In the decade between publishing that essay and the book preview that I published last year, I studied anthropology and history more. One of my site’s earliest essays was about how I was lied to while growing up, to make me a cog in the capitalist-imperialist machine. In the past decade, I gained greater appreciation that the lies that I was told were typical for all societies for all time. Those lies were to build in-group cohesion, in order to prevail against neighboring societies, in our world of scarcity and fear.

I have spent far too much of my time over the past 35 years studying wars, atrocities, and genocides (1, 2), it has taken an immense toll, but there has been a silver lining of sorts. Although many scholars have strenuously denied it, industrial societies are far less violent and far more humane than everything that came before, because they could afford to be. The biological compulsion to survive and reproduce in a world of scarcity is at the root of all violence. The only solution is to end scarcity, which is what my work is all about. I recently wrote about how relative scarcity and abundance have shaped human societies over the human journey. I also wrote on how my hellish experiences in Los Angeles after college graduation helped motivate my efforts to this day. I want to end this world, and nobody is going to miss it. In the meantime, my great nation keeps inflicting and abetting genocides and other atrocities, which writers such as Sam so capably expose. Americans have a duty to understand the bloodshed committed in their names with their tax dollars, but relatively few have lived up to that obligation, and that is normal, unfortunately.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

As my readers know, my work is comprehensive in nature, and I have written about my studies in paleology (1, 2, 3), which means Earth’s distant past. That includes how Earth and the solar system formed, so my work looks way back. The Moon is thought to have formed by a collision of early Earth with something Mars-sized, during that hellish eon called the Hadean. Today, it seems that life began on Earth as soon as it could, maybe over four billion years ago. Earth seems to have been a water planet early on, and the atmosphere was mostly carbon dioxide, like Venus’s is today. But because Earth retained its water, it helped set in motion dynamics called plate tectonics today, and the continents soon began forming.

Nick Lane’s work on early life on Earth is enthralling, and it is all about energy, of course. When I update my big essay, among the sources will be Peter Ward’s and Joe Kirschvink’s book on the history of Earth. I think of it as their new book, but it was published over ten years ago. It has been nearly 20 years since Ward published his book on oxygen levels over the eon of complex life, and I reproduced one of his graphics, which led to an amazing exchange. That graphic came from the work of Robert Berner, who pioneered attempts to estimate the oxygen and carbon-dioxide levels in Earth’s past, especially during the eon of complex life.

There is a great amount of research and scientific debate on these subjects, and I am going to sketch some of the highlights of these fascinating – and relevant – subjects. Lane’s idea, that life began in volcanic vents on the ocean floor, seems to be the leading hypothesis, if life began indigenously (not seeded here from Mars, ETs, etc.). The earliest life took advantage of the potential energy in chemicals, wringing the energy from them. But it did not take very long before life began capturing photons, maybe even from the glow of those volcanic vents. But the most important event, after the appearance of life itself, was likely when a photosynthesizer evolved to split water to get its electrons for photosynthesis, which is not an easy trick. Oxygen was the byproduct. Oxygenic photosynthesis might be over three billion years old, and it saved Earth’s ocean from being blasted into space, as Mars’s was.

Some compounds cannot form in the presence of oxygen, and some need oxygen to form. I recently related an example of why scientists know that radioactive-dating methods are accurate. Geologists have discovered deposits that could not have formed with an oxygenated atmosphere, deposits that needed oxygen, and before about 2.5 billion years ago, there is no evidence of oxygen in the atmosphere. Then Earth got oxygenated, and oxygenic photosynthesizers comprise the only significant candidate to cause that. That oxygen also enabled a key evolutionary event that led to animals: oxygenic (AKA “aerobic”) respiration. Aerobic respiration generates several times more energy than other forms of respiration, making multicellular life possible.

To this day, there are lively scientific debates on the oxygen levels during the eon of complex life, and here is a recent paper on the topic. There is great controversy over when oxygen levels rose high enough to allow for animals, allowed animals to come on land, what effect the world’s first forests had, and other fascinating topics. Here is another relatively recent paper on modeling the oxygen and carbon-dioxide levels. In just about all models, there is an oxygen spike in the Carboniferous, up to 35% of the atmosphere. It is thought that the world’s first forests caused that spike, as well as the burial of carbon, which led to most of the coal deposits that humanity burns with such abandon today. That burial had a big impact on the carbon cycle and likely drew down the atmosphere’s carbon-dioxide levels so far that it led to an ice age. Glaciers drag rocks across rocks, leaving grooves in bedrock, and that is a key piece of evidence for the past ice ages. Over the eon of complex life, Antarctica (and Gondwana, which is Antarctica’s parent) has always been near the South Pole, and that is where the three ice ages in the eon of complex life began, including the one that we are in today.

With paleomagnetics and other evidence, scientists have reconstructed the positions and movements of the continents over the eon of complex life, which has alternated between hot periods and ice ages. Scientists have dated tremendous volcanic eruptions, especially beginning when the supercontinent Pangea began breaking up over 250 million years ago, and the reign of the dinosaurs happened during a 200-million-year hot period. Volcanoes belch out carbon dioxide, and all scientists, except those who work for oil companies, accept that those volcanoes and their attendant carbon dioxide are what made Earth so warm then. When Earth was warm, forests extended nearly to the poles, and in ice ages, the poles were the first to get covered in ice. There are very robust, converging lines of evidence (consilience) to establish these scenarios. There is still plenty of debate over them, but no credible paleologist disputes those basics.

After that bolide cleared the continents of non-avian dinosaurs, it marked the rise of mammals, who were previously fringe-dwellers, largely living in burrows and coming out at night to feed, as dinosaurs ruled the day. There was another temperature spike, about 55 million years ago, likely from volcanism, and alligators lived in Greenland in those days of paradise. About 50 million years ago the party began to end, and with little variation, Earth has cooled since then into today’s ice age. Declining carbon-dioxide levels, from reduced volcanism and likely increased weathering from the new Himalayas and other mountains, is thought to have been the primary cause of this ice age. Another piece of consilient evidence is that about 32-to-25 million years ago, some plants evolved a new method of photosynthesis that conserved carbon. Today, grasses are the most common users of that new method, and grasslands spread in that cooling, drying world.

The basics of what I presented above are not disputed by any paleologists that I know of. The debates are over oxygen and carbon-dioxide levels and key life events, but the basics of ice ages, warm periods, and carbon-dioxide levels are not seriously disputed. That is what makes today’s “debates” over Global Warming so ludicrous. Human activities, namely the burning of hydrocarbon fuels that power industrial societies, have increased carbon-dioxide levels by 50% in the past 150 years. Nothing that dramatic has happened in the journey of life on Earth, and it is either idiotic or dishonest to argue that it will have little or no impact. The so-called debate was phony from the beginning, when Fred Singer led the charge on behalf of the oil companies in the early 1990s, to create the illusion of uncertainly over carbon-dioxide’s role in Earth’s climate. There was not any uncertainty by climate scientists or paleologists that increasing the carbon-dioxide levels would warm Earth’s surface. The only debate was by how much and how fast, but Arrhenius’s calculations from the 1800s are still the relevant ones. And I don’t need scientists to tell me that, as I have been witnessing the dramatic warming in my home state since the 1990s, as the glaciers quickly melt, we have had record-shattering heat waves in the past generation, and over the past decade, the forest fires have gotten so bad that in the summer I now have to check both the weather and smoke forecast before I go hiking.

Humanity is performing a great “experiment” with Earth’s atmosphere and climate. We may have already ended this ice age, and a warmer planet is not necessarily a bad thing. The problem is the rate of change, which is already overwhelming the ability of species to adapt. What is called “extreme weather” is on the rise, and there will be epic floods, droughts, and crop failures while billions of people will starve, which could lead to nuclear war. That is the biggest risk that we face.

I know how to end the threat forever, but I can’t do it alone.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

Yesterday, I had an exchange on Global Warming denial, and I have studied Holocaust Denial literature. I have witnessed free-energy denial for nearly 40 years. The most common kind of free-energy denial goes like this: “If free-energy technology was possible, then I could buy it” (or “it would have already been done”). That is what I have called reflexive denial, as people unthinkingly spout their indoctrination about capitalism and the myth of free markets. There have never been free markets, just like there has never been a free press or a democracy. They are all ideological constructs that have never existed in the real world – ideals that have never been attained, and the reality could be their opposite.

I have written on my former partner’s heat pump, which is undeniably the best heating system that has ever been on the world market, and it has been completely wiped out in North America. The physics of it is not hard to understand. I know of only one company in the world that makes it today. As even Adam Smith wrote, wiping out the competition is the essence of capitalism, but most people parrot the kindergarten version that they were taught, of free markets and the quest for the better mouse trap, around the same time as they were taught to worship a flag.

But there are more thoughtful versions of free-energy denial. One is to give it some thought, enough to ask the “experts,” who quickly assure them that free energy is impossible, and that settles the matter for them. And then we come to the “experts” themselves, who are generally professional scientists. The most common reactions from them are to deny free energy’s possibility as being contrary to the “laws of physics,” and that tales of organized suppression could be safely dismissed as a “conspiracy theory.”

When Brian O’Leary played the Paul Revere of Free Energy, after several years of visiting free-energy inventors, scientists, laboratories, and workshops, he had access to the tops of the world’s scientific, academic, and “progressive” organizations. The reception that he received was so uniform in its denial and fear that Brian began openly wondering if humanity was a sentient species. Brian had two responses to those crazed reactions. One was that there is no such thing as the “laws of physics.” Science has theories at most, and to call a theory a law reflected religious faith, not the approach that scientists ideally use. The other was to say that saying “conspiracy theory” as a way to dismiss organized suppression was a corruption of the word “theory.” Theories are ideas that can be subjected to testing with evidence from the real world. That is how science ideally works. To use the word “theory” to then dismiss something without investigation is deeply irrational and unscientific.

Ironically, today’s pejorative use of “conspiracy theory” was invented by the CIA to dismiss any criticisms of the Warren Commission’s findings, which I know were fraudulent. I lived through organized suppression, as have many of my fellow travelers, and there is a playbook that the suppressors use, as the organized suppression of free energy became a science.

So, while the “laws of physics” and “conspiracy theory” dismissals of free energy and its organized suppression may seem sophisticated and thoughtful, they are anything but that, and they reflect the indoctrination and conditioning that scientists receive. As the Brookings Institute advised NASA on the issue of intelligent extraterrestrial life, scientists may be the most threatened people on Earth by the idea of free energy, and they may be the last people on Earth who will awaken to the reality, which is older than I am.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

I have written several posts on these topics (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6), and it is time to conjoin them a little more, as a comprehensive perspective is needed to successfully navigate these issues. Many rabbit holes to nowhere beckon, as people grind their axes.

This post was inspired by a comment that I made yesterday, that the Michelson-Morley experiment predated Einstein’s explanation of it by many years, with his special theory of relativity in 1905. In that case, the data preceded the theory to explain it. But for Einstein’s general theory of relativity a decade later, in 1915, his theory preceded any data for it other than Mercury’s orbit, and the 1919 eclipse expedition was the first confirmation of general relativity and made Einstein a household name. But general relativity spawned many ideas that even Einstein himself denied but were later confirmed. Even in orthodox circles today, Einstein’s cosmological constant, dark matter, and dark energy are suspected to be fudges to preserve Einstein’s equations, similar to how a phantom planet was proposed to preserve Newton’s equations. Einstein himself thought that relativity would eventually be supplanted by new theories, but that the best parts of relativity would survive in them.

Heat engines were more than a century old before Carnot applied his theoretical framework to them. Theory could lag far behind practice. Yesterday’s post on the “laws of physics” objection to free energy is also relevant. Every Epoch of the human journey had its arrogant intellectuals who thought that they had the universe all figured out or nearly so, and it is no different today. The giants of physics were far more modest in their assertions than the priesthood of science has been, as they sip their sherry and attack anything that diverges from today’s dogma. In Brian O’Leary’s Suppression Syndrome, the first named force of suppression is the scientists themselves, as they defend their shaky paradigms. The Wright brothers flew for five years, ignored by the media and ridiculed by scientists for their impossible, “fabled” feat. They actually had to leave the USA and fly over Paris for a week before scientists finally admitted that the “impossible” had been done. Thomas Edison faced similar ridicule over incandescent lighting, even while the public strolled under his lights in Menlo Park. Soon before he died, Brian informed me that today’s scientists are even more close-minded than they were when the Wright brothers first flew.

There have been many demonstrations of free-energy technology, going back at least as far as Moray in the 1920s. Sparky Sweet’s demonstration was one of the more recent, and years after I heard about Sparky, my friend was kidnapped for his underground exotic technology show. When I eventually told Brian about it, he was not even surprised, and replied with, “So, he got a show from the spooks.” That was the same day that I met Mark, and I soon heard him tell an abbreviated version of his rough treatment after inventing a free-energy prototype. One of my scientist friends confirmed Mark’s story with one of his professors, Elizabeth Rauscher, who invented her own free-energy prototype. Mark has been called the “father” of his branch of research.

Not long after that, I heard James Gilliland talk about a free-energy device that he was involved with, which worked similarly to how Sparky’s did (it got cold when it worked), and how the spooks came running, people died, and the rest of that familiar mayhem before they realized that they were in way over their heads and ceased their efforts.

Sparky mailed off working prototypes to the leading energy institutions, expecting the tickertape parade, but his harassment began then, his fatal “heart attack” may well have been induced, as Brian’s first one likely was, and as with Mark and many others, Sparky’s equipment was confiscated after his death. This is how the real world works, but naïve scientists in their comfortable, sherry-sipping berths will never learn any differently. Mainstream science is worthless in this field. Only after free-energy technology is delivered to the public will mainstream scientists begin to wake up, but that goes for the world at large, too. Until free energy is delivered to the public, it will be denied, ridiculed, called “impossible,” etc. This is nothing new.

The global elite lead the organized-suppression activities, but it is really a small part of the dynamic. Far more important are the somnolent masses, those sherry-sipping scientists, a compliant media, and so on, in what I call the 1% conspiracy and 99% complicity situation, which is typical in situations like this. The degenerative-disease and infectious-disease rackets operate similarly, and the sociologies for all of the global rackets are similar. Blaming organized suppression for all of this is the victim’s view of the world. We all have a hand in this.

Expecting a fully-fleshed-out theory to explain free-energy technology is silly. I respect free-energy theorists, but they can’t all be right, as I have seen about a dozen alternative physics models, and the primary upshot of all of them is free energy. Jeane Manning collected more than 30 names that have been proposed as the source for free-energy technology. We will see which one sticks when free-energy tech comes in from the shadows, if it does.

Theoretical efforts such as the quest for quantum gravity I see as incipient attempts to create a unified field theory. While I respect such attempts, until the technologies that my friend saw can be studied by mainstream scientists, I won’t have much interest in those theoretical efforts. I don’t need mainstream-approved unified field theory to do what I do. As with special relativity, heat engines, incandescent lighting, and man-powered flight, theory is going to bring up the rear on the free-energy and antigravity issues.

The free-energy field is in a state of arrested development, with its focus on free-energy inventors, free-energy theories, and taking the well-worn paths of failure. I am trying something different.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

Today is the 100^th anniversary of Ed Herman’s birth. His contributions are long outliving him, which is the most that a scholar can ask for. I recently saw yet another book based on Ed’s work. I have written about Ed at Substack plenty, and Ed’s Propaganda Model will be relevant as long as there is a capitalist media, and, really, as long we live in scarcity (which I am trying to help end).

Ed stayed busy into his 90s, and his last interview was given only weeks before his death at 92. Ed’s persistence is one of the stars that I steer by. I greatly miss my steady dose of Ed’s work, and what a life he lived. History will treat him very kindly as one of the USA’s greatest dissident intellectuals.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

I recently made a post on how to be healthy. My advice has not changed in 25 years, and RFK, Jr., would largely if not completely agree with my advice. There is no place for Western medicine in my advice, and that is the issue. The infectious and degenerative disease rackets would collapse if everybody followed that advice, they are fighting Kennedy tooth-and-nail, and their mouthpieces are exposing themselves with the relentless attacks that I see on Kennedy in the media today. I’ll begin with the measles outbreak in Texas.

Measles

I wrote a post on measles recently, and yesterday I reread this essay on measles, by the authors of Dissolving Illusions, which became the basis of my measles post. These articles by NBC, ABC, and USA Today are germane. To recap my posts a little, measles mortality had declined by 99.96% in England when the measles vaccine was introduced in the 1960s. As the authors of Dissolving Illusions noted, mortality was always the most important public health measure, but medical-racket propagandists shifted to disease incidence, in a logical sleight of hand. Measles had become a mild childhood disease when I got it as a child, as everybody got measles while growing up and we got to stay home from school a few days. That was it, and it arguably helped train our immune systems for a lifetime of good health, which I have enjoyed. That NBC article cited the CDC’s stats that up-to-three out of a thousand measles cases dies. But as the authors of Dissolving Illusions discussed, that is highly misleading. The real rate was more like one-in-8,000 when the measles vaccine was introduced, because only about 10% of cases were reported. My mother certainly did not communicate my case to the medical authorities. If the natural course had been allowed to progress, the death rate today would be far lower and might have completely disappeared by now.

What became a mild childhood disease when I was child, which nobody worried about, makes headlines today. What is wrong with that picture? That is one of the elephants in the room that I have yet to see discussed in the mainstream media. The ABC article quotes Paul Offit’s attack on Kennedy’s response to the measles outbreak. Offit is arguably the last person on Earth who should be quoted on vaccination. Offit has prodigious conflicts of interest and unethically became rich from vaccines. But just like Ed Herman’s Propaganda Model is a conflict-of-interest model that the media ignores, the media cannot seem to fathom any conflicts of interest in their go-to quote sources.

As the authors of Dissolving Illusions discussed, in New England in 1963, when the measles vaccine was approved, heart disease killed nearly ten thousand times as many people as measles did. Where is the hysteria over heart disease? Cancer? It is bizarre to focus on measles like this, and the medical racket and media will never admit to the vast harm that vaccines inflict. Two children have died in this measles outbreak, the first from medical negligence and we’ll see about the second death, as they both are headline news. Meanwhile, a healthy infant died mere hours after being pincushioned with vaccines, and only people such as Steve Kirsch will report on it. This is the Propaganda Model in spades. Unvaccinated measles patients are worthy victims, kind of (portrayed as victims of their parents), while vaccine victims are unworthy. Kirsch’s latest simple analysis of government data clearly shows that the more COVID vaccines people got, the likelier it was that they died. Kirsch has been doing this for several years, and not once has a vaccine promoter answered Kirsch’s call for a discussion of findings such as that. Read my posts or Dissolving Illusions to learn a lot more about the measles issue, which the media avoids like the plague. It is a Big Lie that viral diseases cannot be treated, as the next “pandemic” is hyped.

Why Western medicine does not work

People won’t see any discussion in the mainstream media, but they will find it all over the alternative media. This excellent article by a famous consumer advocate, who sits on FDA panels, is what will rarely play in the mainstream media. And as is typical, when Big Pharma killed her husband, she began waking up to the reality. That author described how conflicts of interest permeate every level of the medical system, in the quest for profits. All profit-making industries become corrupt, no matter how idealistic they may have once been. The corruption of Big Tech has been completely predictable and I saw it coming in 1996, when I first began using the Internet.

Even the orthodox studies show that bypass surgery and statins are worthless. Here is a recent article by one of my favorite MDs on why statins are so harmful.

I have read Joe Mercola’s articles for several years, he gets seduced by too many bright shiny objects, in my opinion, and probably his need to publish an article each day contributes. But he would likely agree with my health advice and his article today hit it on the head: Western medicine is only interested in treating symptoms, not curing people. A cured person is a lost customer. That is literally how Big Pharma sees it.

Fluoride

I first published my fluoride essay in 1998, and I didn’t think that I would live to see what is happening today. Kennedy plans to tell the CDC to stop promoting water fluoridation, while Utah is the first state to ban fluoridation. In this AP article, just like with every mainstream media article that I ever read on fluoridation, there is not one mention of the surreal conflicts of interests among the scientists and bureaucrats who transformed fluoride from a hazardous industrial waste into a tooth’s best friend. It is a horror story that has been completely swept under the rug.

The departure of Peter Marks

Marks was the FDA’s leading vaccine official who resigned last week while attacking Kennedy. And, of course, the media quotes Offit on the issue. Marks actually rammed through the COVID vaccines, helped hide vaccine injuries, and was Big Pharma’s best friend. Here is a great article on how herd immunity was banished as an idea during COVID, to help pave the way for vaccines. Chlorine dioxide was one of many treatments that were suppressed (including murder attempts and other outrages – 1, 2, 3 – how familiar) to make way for Big Pharma’s treatments.


These are some of the fronts that Kennedy is fighting on, and the attacks that I have seen in the media were sometimes breathtaking in their vitriol. The medical racket is not going quietly.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

One key lesson that I learned on my journey is that people can believe or deny anything, no matter what the evidence, or lack thereof, is. This is a universal human failing that few escape, and I regard it as part of the challenge of becoming a sentient species and a test of our integrity that few truly pass. My effort requires that people exercise keen discernment. The people that I seek must examine all of their beliefs, and consider whether they are well-founded or not. When the evidence points to a reality, no matter how uncomfortable it may be, or flies in the face of their indoctrination and conditioning, they need to make room for the reality in their minds if they want to understand how our world works.

I recently wrote a series of posts on some of the ideas, and the robust evidence for them, that I base much of my work on. My comprehensive perspective was built conservatively. It had to be, as invalid theories and beliefs abound, among both orthodoxy and the fringes, and navigating it can be like walking in a minefield. I have presented many topics for which the evidence is strong or flimsy, and all such topics have their camps for and against, which frequently have nothing to do with the evidence but people’s ideological convictions, which often have a tenuous relationship to reality. In fact, one of what are called human universals is that all societies have shared beliefs which are demonstrably false. Not only are false beliefs widely believed, but solid evidence that contradicts such beliefs is often blithely dismissed or attacked and destroyed.

I have presented many such ideas in my Substack posts, such as:

• Mass-murdering thieves and genocidists were presented to me as heroes and saints;
• The American media is anything but impartial, as it serves elite interests at the expense of accurately informing the public;
• Materialism is just another religion erected on a false foundation;
• JFK was not murdered by Lee Harvey Oswald; he was murdered in a compromised CIA operation for which Oswald was the scapegoat;
• My former partner put the world’s best heating system on people’s homes for free, and I have yet to see even one of his assailants acknowledge those basic facts;
• I literally have people in my circles who believe that Earth is flat;
• Antarctica has been covered in ice for millions of years, which no scientist on Earth denies, but some “scholars” argue that Antarctica was ice-free in historical times;
• Scientists have known for more than a century that carbon dioxide is a key greenhouse gas and that burning the hydrocarbons that fuel industrial societies will warm Earth, which is happening, but oil-company “scientists” and others deny it to this day;
• For all mammals, sex is determined at conception as male or female and that is the end of it; but trans ideology denies that basic reality, and I even have a “trans-dog” in my circles;
• Infectious diseases were nearly all conquered before there were any medical interventions for them, such as vaccines and antibiotics; improvements in sanitation, nutrition, and hygiene are responsible for the decline in infectious diseases and deaths, not medical interventions, but you will not find a vaccine-promoter who admits it;
• The world’s megafauna were largely killed by the human line, in a series of extinctions that began millions of years ago, but there is a cottage industry of scientists and scholars that denies it;
• There were precious few peaceful and plentiful interludes in the human journey before the Industrial Revolution, but there is still debate on an issue that should have been settled long ago.

There are many other topics for which the evidence can be thin, equivocal, and the interpretations can be fanciful. These topics often have their own camps. I have visited many of them and I have been approached by them. In instances when I did not wholeheartedly embrace their evidence or interpretation, I could become persona non grata. Even those whose experiences and work became important to me could go awry on various topics, and I had to parse out what was robust and what wasn’t. Even the world’s greatest minds could fall into those traps, and I’ll provide some examples.

Einstein

Albert Einstein is the iconic scientist, and his relativity theories still comprise a pillar of today’s orthodox physics. But even in orthodox circles, it is suspected that Einstein’s cosmological constant, dark matter, and dark energy are fudges to preserve Einstein’s relativity calculations. Einstein himself denied that black holes were possible and other upshots of relativity. Einstein’s explanation of the photoelectric effect was a key event in the development of quantum theory, but the direction that Heisenberg and Bohr took quantum theory in Einstein resisted for the rest of his life, and he became a marginalized scientist in his last years.

Einstein entertained the ideas of fellow Jews Reich and Velikovsky in his last years. He dismissed Reich’s Orgone theory (perhaps too hastily), and when he died, Velikovsky’s book was open on his desk, although I doubt that there is much validity, if any, to Velikovsky’s theories. Einstein endorsed Hapgood’s pole-shift idea in his last years, but the later rise of plate tectonics invalidated Hapgood’s hypothesis. If Einstein had lived long enough, I believe that he would have abandoned the pole-shift idea when plate tectonics explained the evidence.

Chomsky

Noam Chomsky is the only living human who can be credibly compared to Einstein, and Noam has been the world’s leading intellectual for most of my life. While Noam’s scientific work is not as influential as Einstein’s (whose is?), regarding his critiques of American imperial behavior, Noam is arguably second to none.

But Noam and I do not see eye-to-eye on a number of topics, and Noam has blundered badly in ways, in my opinion. Like so much of the “left,” Noam swallowed the COVID biomedical propaganda hook, line, and sinker, and advocated that unvaccinated people like me be locked up. The left cannot seem to imagine that there is a medical racket, and it is far less excusable with Noam, as the Propaganda Model can largely be applied to the medical racket. Part of his gullibility may be because he is a scientist and gives science in general a pass, but biomedical science is considered the flimsiest and most corrupt branch of science, even by science’s defenders. Noam was besieged daily, and he has probably fielded thousands of requests to blurb books, and some of his blurbs were dismaying. He blurbed this book, on humanity’s alleged peaceful past. That book and its editor, Douglas Fry, are called neo-Rousseauian, and I don’t buy their line of reasoning. The preindustrial human past was never pretty, and peace was hard to come by. Noam also blurbed this book, which was similar to Fry’s and aligned with Noam’s anarchist convictions. While I have not yet written at length on that book, I was not very impressed with it and some of their ideas, such as why coastal Californian Indians did not have slavery while the Pacific Northwest culture did, I found to be pretty shaky. Their subsistence methods and resulting social organization I think explains it, not what those anarchist authors cooked up.

As I have written on plenty and will do more on soon, Gary Wean’s testimony, of his meeting with John Tower, three weeks after the JFK assassination, has stood the test of time and then some. Today, the dominant JFK theories are nearly a blueprint of the Tower conversation, and I have no doubt that Gary reported his conversation with Tower to the best of his recollection. JFK was killed in a backfired CIA operation, and Allen Dulles was likely involved with planning the assassination. But Noam wrote a book that argued that the CIA would not have had any motivation to kill JFK. That may have been Noam’s greatest blunder. JFK never trusted the CIA after the Bay of Pigs fiasco. He tried to downsize it and even scatter it to the winds. While few rank-and-file CIA members may have been involved, if any, I strongly suspect that Hunt’s operation that got JFK killed was not the only CIA involvement in JFK’s murder.


If Einstein and Chomsky can blunder, who can’t? The key is to recover from our blunders, admit when we were wrong, discard theories and evidence that don’t hold up, or at least put them on the back burner.

Gary Wean

Gary was a policeman and investigator. While Gary is in my pantheon, like Noam is, Gary was no scholar or scientist. Gary suffered greatly at the hands of Jewish mobsters, his work has understandably been called anti-Semitic, and Gary originated the Israel-did-it hypothesis of the JFK hit. I have weighed in on what I think about that. While the Israel hypothesis is worth thinking about, but I doubt that Israel masterminded the JFK hit, whatever its involvement may have been, Gary was also gulled by anti-Semitic literature that argued that the Jewish Holocaust did not happen. But in Gary’s defense, I have studied Holocaust Denial literature, and it can gull the unwary. Not that Gary based anything important on the Jewish Holocaust, but that he was gulled by Holocaust Denial literature is unfortunate. But I have always based my assessment of Gary’s work on his experiences, not his theories or literature reviews. You can take his Tower conversation to the bank, but to this day, I see JFK assassination researchers dismiss Gary’s Tower conversation on the flimsiest of pretexts, arguing that he fabricated it, used Hunt’s name because of Watergate, and other shoot-from-the-hip denials. The Operation Northwoods documents should have made Gary’s testimony the center of gravity for all JFK research during the past generation, and declassified documents only further validated Gary’s testimony.

More is coming in the next post.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The topic of these belief and denial posts is highly germane to my work. It is related to why more than 99% of humanity reacts to the idea of free energy and abundance with denial and fear, at varying levels of seeming sophistication. It flies in the face of all that they “know,” but much of what they “know” is comprised of lies that they have been fed, and they will cling to them to their graves, no matter what evidence might contradict them.

I have long seen literalist interpretations of ancient writings, such as Sumerian cuneiform (Sitchin) and the Bible (Velikovsky and fundamentalist Christians), among other writings, such as ancient Egyptian. It is like making Grimm’s Fairy Tales the history of Europe and building scientific theories on such works. No professional scientists or historians do that. At most, ancient writings can be a complement to other evidence. While there may be some historical fact in such writings, they are generally embedded within fanciful tales and elite propaganda, which should not be surprising.

My mystical journey began with paranormal experiences, not by reading books or beliefs that I was raised with. When you have experience, you know. I studied the “skeptics” for years before I had encounters with one. He seemed incapable of rationality when he was not lying, and he stalked me on the Internet for over a decade. I am more than half convinced that he was being compensated for his “skeptical” efforts. The “skeptics” can be amazingly irrational and incapable of dealing with the evidence, as their ideology trumps everything else in their twisted minds. The evidence is overwhelming that human consciousness survives the death of the physical body, but I have never seen a “skeptic” fairly deal with any of it.

Brian O’Leary inadvertently dragged me into the Moon landings issue. I had already studied it on and off for a decade, but his appearance on a national TV show, expressing his skepticism that NASA really landed men on the Moon, led to a several-month detour in my studies before I was satisfied that the Moon landings happened as popularly presented, with perhaps the cover-up of ET encounters. But Bart Sibrel, for instance, will go to his grave believing that the Moon landings were faked. Bart had me going for a few days in 2001, before I realized that there was no way that the Apollo 11 footage that he obtained was taken in low Earth orbit, which is the entire crux of his argument. It is easy to understand why that footage was not taken in low Earth orbit. But Bart keeps making the rounds on conspiracist shows and I still get contacted about it, wondering if the Moon landings were faked, even by scientists. Sigh.

I have a lot of respect for what Steven Greer has done with his Disclosure Project effort. However, he has done plenty of blundering, such as with his “mini-alien” obsession and his naïve forays into the free-energy field. But he seems to be learning from his mistakes.

And there are many areas of science and history in which the evidence is equivocal, but it becomes the province of battling camps. All too often, the defenders of the orthodox interpretations have flagrant conflicts of interest, and it was never more apparent than with the COVID-19 response. It was people’s abysmal diets and the response that killed millions of people, not COVID-19 itself. Not only did COVID-19 likely come out of a biowarfare lab, but the masks and lockdowns were largely worthless from a medical perspective, while causing immense societal damage, and highly effective early treatments were banned to make way for lucrative patented vaccines and drugs that killed millions of people. “Coincidentally,” the net effect, other than millions of needless deaths, was the greatest transfer of wealth in history, from the working class to the elite. And media propaganda and censorship reached unprecedented levels, as it did the medical racket’s bidding.

As I have written at great length, infectious disease was conquered in the West by improvements in sanitation, nutrition, and hygiene, which were side effects of the Industrial Revolution. Medical interventions such as vaccines and antibiotics had nothing to do with it. In the midst of this current measles scare in the USA I wrote a post on measles, and my favorite infectious-disease statistic is that the measles death rate had declined by 99.96% in England before the measles vaccine was introduced.

Nearly 35 years ago, I was introduced to the work of Gaston Naessens, Royal Rife, and Antoine Béchamp, who was a contemporary of Pasteur’s whom Pasteur repeatedly plagiarized in his quest for fame and fortune. Naessens and Rife had “impossible” microscopes that led them to their findings. There has been great medical-racket suppression of their work, which is nothing new for the medical racket. I think that, as with so many other areas of today’s orthodox science, a new paradigm of microbiology will arise in what I call the Fifth Epoch. The technologies that my friend witnessed in his underground technology show in the 1990s upend today’s orthodox physics.

What I have seen in discussions of the findings of those “impossible” microscopes is that the so-called germ theory of disease seems incomplete, at best. Infectious and degenerative diseases seem to have subcellular dynamics in common. As I have written, biomedical science is considered the flimsiest and most corrupt branch of science, even by science’s defenders.

As I wrote, other than diseases that come from biowarfare labs, infectious disease is not really an issue in industrialized nations. AIDS and polio are almost certainly diseases from chemical poisoning, not viruses, but those ideas are forbidden in today’s infectious-disease racket. Degenerative diseases are an even bigger racket.

I have read challenges to the germ theory of disease since the 1990s. While the orthodox positions are shaky, in my opinion, there has not been robust scientific investigation of the directions that Béchamp, Rife, and Naessens have pointed toward. That won’t happen until a thousand of those microscopes are in use and the findings of them are published and subjected to vigorous debate and investigation. That is how science ideally works, and we are a long way from that in this area of investigation.

The findings of Béchamp, Rife, and Naessens are tantalizing, but I have asked around, to people who should know, if there is a scientific work that convincingly challenges the germ theory, and the answer has been no. So, while the evidence is very interesting, I think that what those pioneers did was point in directions that have largely been unexplored. I look forward to those explorations, but doubt that I will live to see the biomedical science of the Fifth Epoch.

While infectious disease is not really an issue in industrialized nations, two camps have formed. One is obviously the orthodox camp, which is run by the medical racket and fans hysteria over phantom infectious diseases. The other has been called the miasma camp. Kennedy summarized the positions of both camps as well as I have seen it. He called both camps dogmatic, and from what I have seen, he is right. Members of the miasma camp take it further than just lifestyle and diet and declare that there is no such thing as a virus or contagion. I am highly skeptical of those ideas, and when I have asked for convincing evidence (I have experienced contagion many times in my life), or even a good book on the subject, none has been forthcoming. In my opinion, both camps have become dogmatic, as each defends its turf. I think that elements of both of them will survive into biomedical science in the Fifth Epoch, but both will be seen as limited perspectives that seized on aspects of the issues. And in a world of scarcity and fear, these ideas ossify into battlegrounds, as each side grinds axes in their in-group/out-group behaviors. That is not the path to the truth, in my opinion.

Along with being able to believe anything or deny anything, people can justify anything. As Orwell noted in his 1984, actions that are heinous crimes when committed against members of the in-group become heroic deeds when committed against members of the out-group. In our basic sociology, we are little different from chimps.

I have seen many instances of those camps, whether it is uniformitarianism versus catastrophism, germ theory versus miasma theory, relativity versus quantum theory, communism versus capitalism, structuralism versus conspiracism, and so on. All of those battles will end in the Fifth Epoch, and the search for the truth will not be the cause of battles.

Until then, keen discernment is required to navigate those minefields, the kind that few people exercise, but which is critical to what I am attempting.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

Donald Trump’s tariffs are roiling the global economy, and I have read all manner of commentary on it. It is time to weigh in on it a little. For starters, even though the USA rarely admits it, it is an empire, and even George Washington had imperial aspirations. Empires are empires because they can exploit their imperial subjects. The earliest civilizations conquered their neighbors as soon as they could, and civilizations have seen rising and falling empires ever since. No organism likes being coerced, so empires always have restive populations that try to throw off imperial rule. Trade predates humanity, but there has never really been free trade or free markets, as coercion always rears its head somewhere along the line, in our world of scarcity and fear.

During Europe’s conquest of the world, setting the terms of exchange to milk their imperial subjects was standard practice, from the Spanish in Mesoamerica to the British in India. After the USA stole North America, it began acquiring distant lands, such as Hawaii and the Philippines, and it had long considered Latin America to be its imperial backyard, although the rise of neocolonialism meant that the USA’s flag would not fly over its subjects. It was cheaper that way and had better optics. As part of the deal for American help against the Nazis, Franklin Roosevelt demanded that the British relinquish their empire when the war was over. In practice, the USA largely just became the new imperial overlords, overthrowing disfavored governments with abandon. When JFK proved to be a lukewarm imperialist who tried to end the Cold War, he had to go.

Agrarian economies cannot compete with industrial ones, and the USA enacted tariffs from the beginning to protect its fledgling industries, especially from the industrialized British. That is essentially what tariffs are for. The USA reached Peak Oil in 1970, its standard of living has declined ever since, and some of it has been spectacular. Humanity will always rise and fall on the energy issue, just like all life does.

In the logic of capitalism, in which profits are everything, corporate America began exporting its industrial capacity to poor nations to take advantage of cheap labor, which threw blue-collar Americans out of work, especially in what is called the Rust Belt, where I lived for several years. The USA gets cheap imports out of the deal, which has helped prop up the USA’s standard of living, and most of the so-called service industry is intrinsically worthless, pushing papers across desks and like, such as my original profession of auditing. About 75% or more (arguably even 90%) of what the USA spends on medicine is worthless, as the medical racket preys on an addicted public. We’ll see what kind of dent RFK, Jr., can make, but the medical racket won’t go quietly.

It is reasonably speculated that Trump’s ultimate goal is building a North American technocracy, and Canada and Greenland would be key aspects of that, which is likely why Trump wants them. For all of Trump’s lies and bluster, there is a logic behind what he is doing. Strangely enough, parts of it align with my idea of the Fifth Epoch. For instance, Trump wants production to come back to the USA, but those blue-collar days are gone forever. The new factories that Trump wants will be run by AI-driven robots, as Elon Musk is trying to achieve at Tesla. But the energy issue needs to be solved, first. Mining more hydrocarbons and nuclear fission are not the way to go, and windmill and solar systems are not nearly enough for all of humanity. Every Epoch of the human journey was based on an energy revolution, and so will the next one.

But I also know that Trump is only a bit player in the global economy. Far higher powers than the American president run the world. Elon Musk may be the world’s richest man on paper, but he is also far down the pecking order.

Michael Roads died last year, and I am reading his final book. I met Michael about 30 years ago and have known many psychonauts like him. His account of his visits to two Earths, 300 years into our future, is legendary. One was hellish and one was heavenly, and the difference was whether people chose love or not. In a chapter of his final book, he visited the forests of Gondwana, other heavenly future Earths, and he also saw today’s influence of what I call the Global Controllers, who pull the strings on Earth. They are trying to own the entire planet and enslave all of humanity. In an eerie parallel to my work, Roads said that the 1% exploit the 99%. I have long called these “conspiratorial” situations 1% conspiracy and 99% complicity. Blaming that 1% is giving away our power. It is the 99% complicity that we can most do something about.

I have also likened most of humanity to spiritual kindergarteners as they sleepwalk through their lives, only caring about the welfare of their in-groups, filing to their deaths, cheering the violence, etc. In that chapter, Roads said the same thing, that Earth was a kindergarten for younger souls. They are not lesser beings, just younger, and Earth is where they came to be potty-trained as souls. I have seen this theme for many years, and have even been told it by channels. A slippery slope is judging that. We are all on our divine journeys, and this lifetime might be more of my soul’s penance, as I try to get it right this time. Roads even mentioned the Gaza situation, of fighting over land, and that book was published before the current genocide there.

The human journey has been a grim one, but it has become less violent and more humane over the Epochs, even if humanity has largely sleepwalked through the process. I do not expect humanity to become enlightened overnight if and when the Fifth Epoch arrives, but when scarcity is permanently banished, for all people, this world will end and nobody will miss it. Coercion, violence, crime, and wrecking the environment in the pursuit of self-interest will no longer make any sense. The global elite will be supremely disappointed at first, but even they will eventually be redeemed, as all roads lead home to the godhead. Some paths just take longer and have more adventures.

I see Trump’s plans and actions as nationalistic and still about American imperial dominance, but there are some strangely positive aspects of it, as if he and his handlers dimly see what might be ahead, and perhaps on behalf of the people who really run the world. What times to live in, but I am not going to cede humanity’s future to what the USA, Trump, Musk, or the global elite do. We live here, too, and only an approach rooted in love and enlightenment has a chance to turn the course, in my opinion, which is what I am trying to get going, and my Substack presence is my latest experiment.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

Ed Herman coined the term “worthy victims” in his and Noam Chomsky’s The Washington Connection and Third World Fascism, published in 1979, to describe how Cambodians were unworthy victims while the USA slaughtered hundreds of thousands of them, but they became worthy victims under Khmer Rouge rule. Ed’s most famous example of that dichotomous treatment was the coverage of murders of church workers by allied and enemy regimes. Those murdered by enemy regimes became worthy victims, receiving headline news in the mainstream media, while unworthy victims receive scant coverage, if any. Worthy victims are portrayed as saints, while unworthy victims, if noticed at all, are portrayed as deserving their fate. Worthy church worker victims received over 100 times as much media coverage as unworthy victims did. A generation later, Ed, with David Peterson, used that framework on the term “genocide,” and found that the death of a worthy victim was described as genocide over 25,000 times as often as the death of an unworthy victim was. It is the most extreme statistic that I have ever seen in the social sciences.

In the last article that Ed published in his lifetime, he showed that the worthy/unworthy framework was alive and well, as was the Propaganda Model. A recent book explores the unworthy and unworthy victim idea in the contemporary media. While we have a capitalist media, these dynamics will endure. I see them daily in the media.

Ed wrote about the double standards in reporting on “terrorism” and Israel, and it is very evident in the outright genocide that Israel is inflicting in Gaza, which Sam Husseini has long written about. The entire West is abetting that genocide, while the rest of the world largely engages in hand-wringing. Not many people on Earth really care about what is happening in Gaza, not enough to do much about it. This is normal.

I recently wrote about two worthy measles victims in Texas, who were not vaccinated, while children killed by vaccines are ignored. Those are medical racket worthy and unworthy victims. Steve Kirsch amazingly convinced ChatGPT that COVID vaccines are deadly, which is no surprise to the informed. Autopsies of those unworthy COVID-vaccine victims have been performed, and they have similar organ damage from the spike proteins that the COVID vaccine produces. I have friends who were maimed and likely killed by the COVID vaccines, and I have been personally attacked for failing to get a COVID vaccine shot, so this is far from an academic exercise for me. The medical racket has largely refused to investigate vaccine side effects, and the medical racket has never performed credible vaccine safety testing, by comparing vaccinated versus unvaccinated populations. Millions of African girls were killed by Bill Gates’s vaccine campaign, which may have been an exercise in eugenics, and those girls are unworthy victims that will never be discussed in the mainstream media, while it instead fetes Gates as he pontificates about the “solutions” that he profits from.

When people awaken, the daily propaganda barrage becomes obvious and they can tune it out.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This is not quite a transcript, but is more of a summary of the audio. Substack has provided a transcript of this audio that is not too bad. Also, you can turn on closed captions while listening to it by using Google’s Chrome browser and turning on Live Captioning (under “Settings” and “Accessibility”).

This is decidedly a less formal way of presenting my work, and we will see if people find it helpful.

I did interviews long ago, and plan to do them again. This is the first in a series of audio clips that I plan to make, to help make my work easier to understand, delivered in bite-sized pieces. I am also trying to overcome the limitations of the medium of the Internet and give this a personal touch. I had originally planned to do videos, but the technology is not quite there to readily do it. I don’t know yet if these clips will help the people I seek, but there is only one way to find out: do it.

The main problem that I face is relating the realities that my colleagues and I experienced to the people that I seek: disillusioned idealists. Finding those people is also a challenge. They are a tiny fraction of humanity, but they are the key to an effort such as mine.

Many of my experiences, and those of people close to me, are unbelievable to the vast majority of humanity, as nearly everybody who encounters them denies and dismisses our experiences. Such people are not in my target audience. I have done what I could to document our experiences, and discuss, investigate, and assess them. My story is far more spectacular than I have publicly presented, and I have to outlive more people before I can tell it all, to protect both the innocent and the guilty. A lot of that can be discovered if people do only a little homework. Some of my experiences even I have a hard time believing happened as they did, so I am sympathetic to skepticism, but real skepticism means finding out, not what armchair skeptics do.

My goal is helping manifest the biggest event in the human journey: the end of scarcity and the arrival of abundance for all humans. It can only happen if there is energy abundance. I happen to know that the technologies to bring about energy abundance are older than I am but are sequestered from public awareness and use for reasons of Earthy power. I learned that the hard way, as did my colleagues. I saw many shattered and shortened lives on my journey, and I do not want to be responsible for any more.

I call that world of abundance the Fifth Epoch. Industrialized nations exist in what I call the Fourth Epoch, agrarian nations are in the Third, the hunter-gatherers who conquered Earth lived in the Second, and I call the time between the first crafted stone tools over 3 million years ago and the arrival of behaviorally modern humans less than 100,000 years ago the First Epoch, as we became human. Each Epoch was initiated and sustained by exploiting new energy sources, and the Fifth Epoch will be no different. In each Epoch, their denizens became less violent and more humane than in the previous Epoch, and it will be no different in the Fifth Epoch. The biological compulsion to survive and reproduce in a world of scarcity is at the root of all violence. In a world of abundance, violence and coercion will no longer make any sense.

The arrival of energy abundance and the Fifth Epoch will mean the end of poverty, childhood adversity, virtually all diseases, environmental destruction, violence, wars, crime, cities as we know them, and even nations. We will be one big human family and in-group/out-group dynamics will become obsolete. Nobody will be concerned with survival any longer and status-seeking and amassing material possessions will become meaningless. Humans will have a radically different orientation to Earth and each other, and harmlessness and safety will be the guiding principles of that coming Epoch. Nearly everybody will live to be at least 100 and will be healthy the entire way. Abundance and love will be the norm, and scarcity and fear will go into the dustbin of the human journey.

In order to be truly helpful to the effort that I have in mind, the people that I seek need to develop a comprehensive awareness. Otherwise, they tend to get lost and pursue unproductive and disastrous paths. My work is intended to keep them safe and reduce the intellectual lift needed to achieve what I have called a comprehensive perspective.

This series of planned audios will deal with many topics that my written work addresses.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This is not quite a transcript, but it is more of a summary of the audio. Substack provides transcripts of the audios that are not too bad. Also, you can turn on closed captions while listening to it by using Google’s Chrome browser and turning on Live Captioning (under “Settings” and “Accessibility”). You can also select any part of the transcript and Substack will play that sound clip. I am continually amazed at how these kinds of technologies are progressing. This is decidedly a less formal way of presenting my work, and we will see if people find it helpful.

I have written about these events many times, but this is the first time that I have done it orally for the public since I did some interviews many years ago, and never in this detail. As I wrote, it is my adventures and the adventures of those close to me that people have the hardest time believing, not my analytic work so much, although few Westerners can really handle that, either, as it flies in the face of so much that they “know.” Not many people can handle my work for long.

I come from a family in which high IQs are normal, and I’ll begin this story with my grandfather, who was born on a homestead in Kansas in 1907, lived in a sod hut while young, and was driven from Kansas by the Dust Bowl during the Great Depression. After years of a Grapes of Wrath existence, his family settled near Bellingham, Washington, just before my father was born in 1936. My grandfather was a poet of international reputation who became the president of the Seattle painter’s union in the 1950s, before I was born. My father’s IQ is way up there, in the 160s or 170s, I would guess. He got the highest score on his state’s math test when he was in high school.

My father married a woman with an IQ about half of his, in their isolation in Bellingham. That situation led to children who were either geniuses or mentally disabled, and I am only the middle child, “intelligence”-wise. Since I was raised in that family, I didn’t appreciate how strange it was until many years later, and “intelligence” became a family theme, with those dramatic disparities.

I was born in 1958, at the height of the postwar baby boom. As a white, educated, male American boomer, I am a member of history’s most privileged demographic group. I am not nearly as intelligent as my father is, but I was still recognized as “gifted” from a young age and I was raised to be a scientist from the cradle. When my father worked in Mission Control at NASA in 1966-1967, I attended Saturday morning science classes at a museum, and I was in “gifted” classes for several years. I read all of the paleontology books in my grade school’s library, won that school’s first spelling bee, and read the daily newspaper by age nine. I seemed to be destined for high achievement.

Little did I know it at the time, but reading the newspaper was a form of brainwashing, and I was raised in a racist and bigoted household, which was not that unusual for the time, in history’s most racist nation. It took years after leaving home to put it behind me. In my early years in the late 1960s, my great nation was inflicting its latest genocide. It would be many years before I learned it, but John F. Kennedy “(JFK”) was murdered in a backfired CIA operation, to stage a fake assassination on JFK and frame Fidel Castro for it, as a justification for invading Cuba. My money is on JFK’s efforts to end the Cold War as the ultimate reason for why he was killed, although Israel may well have been involved at some level.

I was largely raised as a normal American boomer until that fateful day in 1970, when my family changed its diet from processed food to whole food to save my father’s health, which led to a health miracle. The book that inspired the change was banned in the USA the next decade, but its advice forms the first line of defense against heart disease in mainstream medicine today. It was among a number of changes that I doubted that I would live to see.

The year 1974 was also critical in my life. I was raised around literal rocket scientists (1, 2) and I had a mentor while young who was a creative genius. In 1974, an engine that he invented began making the news and my energy dreams began then, at age 15. My parents sent me to Europe for two months that summer, and I came home largely with my adult mind. But before that year ended, I had my first paranormal experiences in a meditation class, and I was ruined as a mainstream scientist before I ever began. I became quite the student of spirituality after that. Former astronaut Brian O’Leary had the same experience while performing the same exercise five years later, and it also ruined him as a mainstream scientist, as he could never again believe in the materialistic framework that dominates mainstream science.

I was raised in a military household in a military community in an imperial nation, and I was taught that I would not quite be a man until I had been a soldier, which helped lead to my nomination for the Air Force Academy. What a terrible way to raise a child. My mother fortunately prevailed on my father to talk me out of it. I was the first man since the 1800s, going up my family tree, who did not serve in the military.

Chemistry was my first love, after my early affairs with paleontology and archeology, and I went to college to become a chemist. In my third year of chemistry studies, I realized that I did not want to become a chemist and I had my first existential crisis. After months of feeling lost, for the first time in my life, I prayed for guidance, and an alien voice in my head suggested that I could study business. I had no idea what that meant at the time, but I am an accountant today because of that otherworldly guidance.

I went from the top of my classes in my math and science studies to the top of my classes in my business studies. I focused my idealism on accounting and capitalism and spent the next eight years going through idealism and disillusionment.

After graduation, I spent a hellish three years in Los Angeles, working in Skid Row for several months, in awesome air pollution, walking past a dead body on the way to lunch, and other horrors. I eventually learned that my first profession was worthless, because of a fatal conflict of interest at its core. Those were my life’s unhappiest years, not only because of my growing cognitive dissonance and being forced to change my diet and drink alcohol, but I was nowhere near pursuing that teenage dream of changing the energy industry. Also, in my early adult days, I discovered that a close relative was a CIA contract agent to who worked for Henry Kissinger. He had a lot of blood on his hands. My relative nearly tried to recruit me into the family “business,” but I left his daily life before he could, and I thank my lucky stars for that. It was my first brush with the CIA, but far from the last.

In early 1986, I was in a stress breakdown (the second of six that I would have in my career), dreading the next day, and I made my second and so far last desperate prayer. It was answered again upon awakening, and the voice suggested that I move to Seattle. Ten days later, I was interviewing at a Seattle company that had just made the greatest attempt ever made to bring alternative energy to the American marketplace by putting the world’s best heating system on people’s homes for free, in the most brilliant and benevolent business strategy that I ever heard of. A lightning bolt hit me that day, which reverberates to this day. The owner of that company was Dennis Lee. I have never heard of another story like that, and my adventures were just beginning.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This is not quite a transcript, but it is more of a summary of the audio. Substack provides transcripts of the audios that are not too bad. Also, you can turn on closed captions while listening to it by using Google’s Chrome browser and turning on Live Captioning (under “Settings” and “Accessibility”). You can also select any part of the transcript and Substack will play that sound clip. I am continually amazed at how these kinds of technologies are progressing. This is decidedly a less formal way of presenting my work, and we will see if people find it helpful.

As unbelievable as my life’s experiences have been, Dennis Lee’s have been ten times as unbelievable. I have written about his journey plenty, and this will be a very short version of his life before we met. Dennis was born in 1946 to migrant farmworkers, when white people still did that in the USA. Dennis manifested his genius long before I met him, and my guess is that his high intelligence is what kept him going to school after he was kicked out of his home at age 13 because his parents could no longer afford to feed him, which was not unusual in those times. He was expelled a few weeks before his high school graduation when he was caught sleeping on campus, and he soon joined the military, which was practically a rite of passage in his social class.

His first religion was American nationalism, he got in fistfights with fellow soldiers who disparaged the USA, and he was soldier of the month on his base in Germany. He was a paratrooping medic who planned to become a surgeon after his army days. A month before his discharge, he was drafted into a Special Forces mission to clean up a CIA operation gone bad in Cambodia, to help keep the fiction of the “secret” war in Cambodia alive a few more years. His job was accounting for the bodies, but he killed many people on that mission on the way back to Saigon. After his discharge he moved back to his home town of Yakima, Washington, and went to college. One day in a bank lobby, his American nationalism religion went up in smoke and he nearly killed himself before a voice in his head stopped him. During a summer working on a radar base in Alaska, Dennis helped the FBI bust the local mob, and they tried to kill Dennis twice. He fled to New Jersey, of all places, and went to Farleigh Dickenson University, studied social psychology and Utopian civilizations, and rubbed shoulders with the Eastern Oligarchy.

In his last year of college, he worked at Sears as an aluminum-siding salesman and made more than the president of Farleigh Dickenson did, but he was too good, was soon fired, and never worked as an employee again. He was at the top of his classes, and just before he was scheduled to graduate, he attended a conference hosted by B.F. Skinner, and when it became obvious that the conference was about brainwashing the public, Dennis left the conference in disgust and dropped out of school.

Dennis then pursued his Utopian dreams by founding a home-improvement business that was soon wiped out in the mayhem of the USA’s first oil crisis. His first marriage, to a member of the oligarchy, ended and he had a child who died as an infant. Dennis then engaged in a bout of automatic writing that invented a way to unite the consumer in the marketplace (the company was called United Community Services – “UCS”), and a watered-down version of his idea was marketed by his former employer, known as the Discover Card. Dennis became a Christian in those days and he tried to give the failing business to Pat Robertson, who instead invested in it but soon pulled out when his advisors thought that Dennis’s multilevel marketing plan looked too much like a pyramid scheme, but the multilevel plan was what made it work. Dennis met his future wife, Alison, during those days, as she fell in love with what Dennis was trying to achieve – in short, a Utopian civilization.

After the failure of that business, Dennis then got into energy conservation, first with low-flow showerheads, and later with foam insulation. With those showerheads, Dennis invented the first shared-savings plan in the energy field, which became one of his financial-engineering hallmarks. From UCS onward, his business associates constantly tried to steal his ideas and companies. Because he was in New Jersey, he constantly fended off attempts by the Mafia to steal his companies, and he again survived murder attempts.

In the foam insulation business, the field was stuck at the craftsman level, as it was installed by a man with a bucket, hose, and foam mix. That resulted in poor quality control and improperly mixed foam was a health hazard. Dennis industrialized the business with computer-mixed foam that could be applied in the “battlewagon” concept that could insulate an entire neighborhood in a day. That was the kind of explosive programs that Dennis developed that not only attracted attempts to steal his companies, but the fiberglass-insulation interests were threatened, and Dennis also began to experience organized suppression from those interests, and the media would smear him on behalf of those interests.

In the midst of those days, Dennis got Guillain-Barre syndrome, was treated at a Veteran’s Administration Hospital (VA), and the VA’s negligence nearly killed Dennis three times and left him a paraplegic.

While Dennis was recovering, he serendipitously got involved with a new kind of heating system. It was a heat pump with huge evaporator arrays that produced twice the heat at three times the efficiency of air-to-air heat pumps. As with the foam business, however, it was stuck at the craftsman stage, as half of the buyers installed it themselves. With that kind of poor quality control, few of those heat pumps worked very well.

When Dennis got involved, he brought his talent to bear in two particular areas:

• Professionalize the installation to get consistently good performance;
• A shared savings plan which, combined with Jimmy Carter’s energy tax credit, removed all customer risk.

Dennis essentially put the world’s best heating system on people’s homes for free. It was the most brilliant and benevolent business strategy that I ever saw, but almost none of his business associates ever understood, as they were blinded by their greed. Dennis’s marketing programs gave his companies such explosive growth, but when his companies were invariably stolen, the first thing that the thieves did was discard Dennis’s “crazy” marketing plans, and they all swiftly went out of business, as they killed the golden goose. It was suicidally stupid, but the USA’s entrepreneurial waters are filled with that kind of idiocy.

The company that invented and sold that heat pump had only sold a few systems a year on the East Coast, and in his first month in one county in Delaware, Dennis sold 280 systems. That became Dennis’s typical effect when he got involved. There is a popular mythology about “rebels,” that they are naturally “rebellious.” But what usually happens is that the “rebels” tried to work within the Establishment to make things better, and only when the Establishment began attacking them as a threat to their wealth and power did they “rebel.”

Dennis immediately tried to attract the interest of air-to-air heat pump makers, but they were part of a racket of providing their shoddy product that did not threaten fossil-fuel interests (the Detroit car companies do the same thing with the oil companies). So, Dennis had to go it alone and he naturally attracted mobster interest, his business associates stole his company, and Dennis once again survived murder attempts.

But just before his company was stolen, Dennis finally found somebody who understood: the chairman of the board of American Express, who was about to devote $1 billion to Dennis’s program to carpet the USA with his heat pump. When Dennis’s business associates and mobsters stole his company, it killed the deal.

Dennis went home for Christmas, 1983, to Yakima, with his wife and three children. His youngest child died of crib death while there, and with his East Coast company stolen, Dennis stayed. Not only that, but Washington State traditionally had the lowest electric bills on Earth, at one penny per kilowatt-hour because of all of the hydroelectric projects. But the state’s electric companies formed a consortium that floated billions of dollars of bonds to build five nuclear power plants, only one of which was completed, which resulted in the biggest municipal bond default in American history to its time. Dennis could not sell energy-saving equipment in his home state when energy was so cheap, but when he visited his family that Christmas, electricity costs were skyrocketing because of that bond default, and Dennis saw full-page ads from the electric companies that encouraged conservation.

Dennis’s heat pump saved about two-thirds of the cost of fossil-fuel heating, and more than 80% of the cost of electric heating. Air-to-air heat pumps did not save over fossil fuel heating, and only saved about 50% over electric heating, and the electric companies were promoting air-to-air heat pumps. Dennis thought that if the electric companies were happy with saving 50% with air-to-air heat pumps, they would be ecstatic over 85% savings. Dennis reckoned incorrectly, and he had unwittingly stumbled into one more industrial scam of the public with those shoddy air-to-air heat pumps.

After wasting a year with an oligarch in Yakima, in the autumn of 1984, Dennis moved to Seattle to finally turn his heat pump into an industry before Carter’s tax credit expired at the end of 1985. When his company was stolen in 1983, the technology ended up with a Seattle bank that had learned none of the lessons that Dennis had. Dennis was prepared to rescue them, but it treated Dennis like a beggar and soon went out of business.

The Seattle area was full of all-electric homes, and his heat pump would save all-electric customers 85% of their skyrocketing heating costs. It was a gold mine for his heat pump. Dennis still thought that the electric companies would give him a tickertape parade for bringing the conservation that their full-page ads begged for. Instead, they gave Dennis the cold shoulder and surreptitiously began sabotaging the business deals that Dennis was putting together. All that the electric companies could see was the end of their scam and billions of dollars of lost revenues.

Dennis finally had to leave the area to find a banker who was not part of the conspiracy against his company, and he found a finance company in Spokane, whose owner understood what Dennis was doing and committed $10 million of financing for 20% ownership of Dennis’s company. A factory in California could make Dennis’s heat pump, Dennis had the Spokane financing company lined up, and by June 1985, Dennis sold a thousand systems with his shared-savings plan and was planning to carpet Seattle with his heat pump and finally build an industry.

Just then, the local electric companies unmasked themselves, publicly called Dennis’s company a scam, and called for an Attorney General’s investigation of his company. A the same time, the Rockefellers’ bank, Chase Manhattan Bank, “coincidentally” wiped out Dennis’s California manufacturer, and Dennis had to build his own factory. Also, the federal electric agency that ran the hydroelectric dams infiltrated a corporate hit man into Dennis’s company. Dennis cooperated with the farce of the Attorney General’s “investigation,” and while he was on a business trip to Indiana, to explore moving his operation to a business-friendlier state, the Attorney General struck in a media splash while the hit man tried to foment a mutiny. That hit man’s machinations eventually led to the death of one of Dennis’s employees, which radicalized Dennis.

The local oligarchy pulled out all of the stops to wipe out Dennis’s company, which included the IRS and other agencies, the federal bankruptcy court, the fire department, and so on. Dennis had received so many death threats that he had a bodyguard the day that I met him. That was the situation that I walked into. Against all odds, Dennis heroically installed 400 of those systems by the end of 1985, and what happened in 1985 was the greatest attempt that I know of to bring alternative energy to the American marketplace. In early 1986, the company was slowly being strangled by a fraudulent bankruptcy suit that the hit man had filed, and that was when I came into the picture in March, 1986. My wild ride with Dennis was about to begin.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This is not quite a transcript, but it is more of a summary of the audio. Substack provides transcripts of the audios that are not too bad. Also, you can turn on closed captions while listening to it by using Google’s Chrome browser and turning on Live Captioning (under “Settings” and “Accessibility”). You can also select any part of the transcript and Substack will play that sound clip. I am continually amazed at how these kinds of technologies are progressing. This is decidedly a less formal way of presenting my work, and we will see if people find it helpful.

That first interview with Dennis’s company was ten days after that voice in my head answered my desperate prayer. While 1983 to 1985 were my life’s unhappiest years, 1986 was my happiest. As Dennis later said, I was shaking in my interview with him, and he hired me to start the next day. But that evening, Dennis spoke at the Seattle Center in front of about a thousand people, and several camera crews recorded it. I lived on Queen Anne Hill with my grandparents then, and I actually walked to Dennis’s speech. Dennis was announcing Project Whoopie, which was a pun on Whoops, which I eventually learned was Dennis’s inimitable style. Dennis announced his intention to produce electricity and compete with the electric companies. I unwittingly sat behind the BPA Hit Man’s attorney, who heckled Dennis with what I later learned were lies. I remember walking back to my grandparents’ home that evening, trying to take in what I had just gotten involved with. It was exciting, but my learning curve was just beginning.

The morning before beginning to write this post, I lied in bed in the wee hours, thinking about this post, and I was thinking about those early days with Dennis in ways that I never had before. From the very beginning, probably half of my motivation was the rehabilitation of my mentor, whom I call Mr. Mentor in my writings. All of his inventions, and some revolutionized industries, were stolen, suppressed, or both. I saw inventors in heroic terms in those days.

That voice in my head knew what it was doing, sending me to Dennis when it did. I was reverberating from that lightning bolt and had no idea how Dennis’s heat pump worked, and I would not truly appreciate it until I studied thermodynamics several years later. Only then did its superior properties become clear to me. I did not begin to understand Dennis’s heat pump until I chased him to Boston later that year. Dennis hired me to construct his company’s books and financial statements. It took me two months to do that, the old-fashioned way, with a pencil, adding machine, and ledger paper. I had the bank statements, canceled checks, invoices, customer contracts, and constructed the books from scratch. I never heard why, but my guess is that it was important for Dennis’s attempts to save the company, get financing, and the like.

But I only got one paycheck before the company stopped making payroll. I was really hired as the company was dying. After the end of 1985, the company never sold or installed any more systems. But what impressed me in those days was Dennis. His personality was infectiously cheerful, I could tell that he was highly intelligent, and I had some idea of the strain that he was operating under. After I had been there about two months, the company sold off its remaining inventory to the family of one of Dennis’s salesmen. They lived in Boston and were going to try to make the heat pump business work there. I got some back pay from that sale, as did the other employees, and that was the last money that I saw from the Seattle company.

But I was on fire, thinking that I had found my life’s work (and I was right). Also, that year was my lifetime’s best hiking year. The youngest son of my uncle who introduced me to hiking became my hiking buddy. He took a year off from school to earn money as a janitor, and we hiked every weekend that year, from when I got to Seattle to when I left for Boston eight months later. Quite a few pictures on this page were from 1986. The physical feats that I was still capable of at age 27 and 28 boggles my mind, looking back on it. Those hikes were part of why 1986 was my lifetime’s happiest year.

I had my yuppie war chest from my LA days, and moved out from my grandparents’ house after a month and roomed with an aspiring comedy writer whom I am still friends with. The next several months saw me burn through my war chest, and when I decided to chase Dennis to Boston, I moved back in with my grandparents and got a temporary job, making $6 an hour, to save gas money to chase Dennis.

But I need to go back to the beginning of my days with Dennis and what I saw and learned, as it was the beginning of an awakening process that lasted the next four years, but the next three years would be the steepest learning curve of my life, as I began to learn how our world really works.

To begin with, watching Dennis in action was inspiring, and even though the company was not making payroll, there were still dozens of people who worked in the office. We were working for free, as it turned out, and I thought that I was surrounded with people who believed in the cause. I would later be disabused of my naïveté, but it was a feeling that I never had before.

When I had been there only about a week, one camera crew at Dennis’s Whoopie speech aired a news clip. It was a news station in Canada, and to this day, it is the only positive TV coverage that I ever saw of Dennis. About a week after that, a Seattle news show aired its clip on Dennis, which I later learned was a series of Big Lies by a “consumer advocate” reporter. When I wrote this post several years ago, I looked up that reporter, and she had a long career as a “consumer advocate” reporter and became a news anchor. She was really a liar who faithfully served her criminal masters, and it was my earliest inkling that protecting the public is the world’s biggest protection racket and that the media was a propaganda machine. I won’t name her here, but I will link to an article about her after she retired in 2020 to a heroine’s farewell. In that lying news clip, they also interviewed Betsy, the hatchet lady from the Attorney General’s office. Betsy’s conscience finally awoke when her nose was rubbed in her crimes. Betsy was the best of that sorry bunch, but she still got her hand caught in the cookie jar many years later and was disbarred. After Betsy stepped down, another woman took her place at the Attorney General’s office. I have read her lies for many years and she is a noted “philanthropist” today. But they were just following orders from their criminal boss, as they protected Washington’s energy oligarchy.

I slowly became aware of what Dennis faced in Seattle, but I kept my head down and constructed those financial statements. I had no idea that I was reconstructing the records of something so historic. That was the greatest attempt ever made to bring alternative energy to the American marketplace, but it was many years before I appreciated the magnitude of what Dennis accomplished. His heating system has been completely wiped out in North America, and only one company on Earth makes that style of heat pump today, to my knowledge. To completely wipe out any companies that made the world’s best heating system was quite a feat, and makes the suppression of free energy a lot easier to understand. That is one of my greatest lessons of Dennis’s journey.

In May, 1986, when I had been there two months, Dennis called a meeting in the second floor’s meeting room to show the remaining employees a clip about Joe Newman, whose operation Dennis had just returned from visiting. It was the first time that I had heard of free energy.

Also in May, as I worked late in the office most days, Dennis asked me to give him a ride home. He lived in a nice home in Bellevue (only a few miles from where I live today), which he got from John Spickard, AKA Mr. Financier, when he got involved. On the way to his home, Dennis told me about his employee who died, which obviously had a big impact on Dennis. It was really the first time that we had talked at any length since he hired me, and I mostly just listened.

Until June, 1986, even without pay, I was happily working in the office and hiking on the weekend. By then, there were only a relative handful of us working in the office. Dennis promised me stock in the company to continue working, and I was happy get a tiny fraction of the ownership, of far less than 1%.

My boss, the controller, told me to put on my auditor’s hat as I constructed the company’s records, and when I got to the balance sheet‘s equity section, which accounted for the company’s ownership, my boss said that he would take care of that, and did he ever. A year previously, when John Spickard’s finance company came aboard and he wanted ownership in Dennis’s company, John put Dennis in contact with one of his employees who knew of a corporate shell for sale, so that Dennis could quickly take his company public. I earlier wrote that John got 20% of the company, but that was incorrect. Dennis gave up 20% of his equity to go public, but John only got half of it, for 10% of Dennis’s company, and John’s stake was worth several million dollars before the boom was lowered on Dennis’s company.

As I worked at Dennis’s company, I soon learned that many of the employees were Mormons. I thought it a little odd, but did not think much about it. Mormonism is prevalent in the Western USA, and in some areas, people have to be Mormon if they want to engage in business. Basically, some of the early employees were Mormons, and they helped ensure that their Mormon pals were hired. It turned out that the owners of that shell company were also Mormons. My boss, named Clark, was hired by Dennis to ensure that the shell deal was properly executed. What Clark did instead was conspire with the shell’s owners to steal Dennis’s company. To be hired to consummate a deal, but then use one’s own negligence to steal the company, is criminal behavior on multiple levels.

One Friday morning in early June, as I worked in the office, Dennis and Alison were nowhere to be seen, and I saw people in the office whom I had never seen before. When one approached me to introduce himself, Clark intervened and told me to go home for the day. I had no idea what was happening, but I was witnessing an attempt to steal Dennis’s company, which was the first of many that happened during my days with Dennis.

Dennis called me that evening and said that Clark’s effort had not succeeded. Clark had used some documents to change the locks on the building, but Dennis had them changed back. The next day, I helped transfer most of an inventor’s equipment in the company’s facility to Mr. Engineer’s barn in Ellensburg. Mr. Engineer died in 1990, and I will name him for the first time: Stan. The inventor I have called Mr. Inventor, and his name was Bob. Bob also died long ago, I know that four years later, Bob’s equipment was still in Stan’s barn, and Bob might have never retrieved it.

The man who put John in touch with the shell company also led the effort to steal John’s company, as a way to steal Dennis‘s. John’s company was named Selectors, and I was able to find one of its folksy ads that played to the Spokane crowd. The people who stole John’s company were Mormon swindlers, led by a man named Dick Southwick. When John built Selectors, he gave shares to friends and family, to share the wealth, and they betrayed John. Swindlers such as Southwick need people on the inside to abet their crimes. About the only mention that I was able to subsequently find about Selectors was this article, and I am virtually certain that the thieves looted Selectors and drove it into bankruptcy, which is not much different from what many private equity firms do.

When Dennis got access to the facilities back that Friday, Clark and the general counsel, who helped engineer the company’s theft (I sketched its mechanics here), had left many incriminating documents in their offices. On Monday morning I was back at my desk and witnessed the spectacle of Clark and the general counsel as they came into our offices and tried to retrieve their documents from their offices. Dennis literally stood in front of Clark’s office door and blocked him. It nearly became violent. It was shocking to see that. The shareholder’s meeting in which the theft was completed was the next day, I believe, and I literally slept in the offices to make sure that Clark and friends did not burglarize the building. As I look back at it, that was kind of risky.

The day of the shareholders’ meeting was the only time that I ever saw John. His company, which he had spent a lifetime building, had already been stolen, and his stolen company was being used to steal Dennis’s. John walked past my desk with a stricken look. As I recall, I performed some clerical function at the shareholder’s meeting, which was held in the second-story conference room, and hundreds of people attended, most of whom likely attended Dennis’s Whoopie speech and gave him a standing ovation. After a couple of hours, when the theft’s success became evident (and a state securities official even attended), Dick took the microphone and said that they did not need Dennis any longer, and a cheer erupted in the room. The theft of Dennis’s company was blatantly criminal, but I’ll admit that most in the audience did not understand the theft’s technical aspects, but when they cheered as Dennis’s company was stolen, it was my first big awakening moment during my journey with Dennis. Those people would cheer whoever promised to pay them.

Dennis left the state in days, and Alison and their children were close behind him. Dennis theoretically owned his home, but the thieves would likely prevail on that, too, so they abandoned their home. Dennis went from a $50 million net worth in June 1985 to escaping Washington with nothing more than the clothes on his back a year later. The beat-up station wagon that Dennis drove his family in over the Cascades into Seattle in late 1984 was also stored in Stan’s barn, with their meager possessions.

In the wake of the company’s theft and Dennis and Alison’s departure, there were about ten of us “loyalists” left, and we met weekly. It consisted of me, Bob, Stan, Brian the engineer, Blake the head installer, and several people in marketing and sales. I was busy hiking on the weekends and going to those weekly meetings, in which we really did nothing more than wait for Dennis to make something happen. Dennis originally fled to Chicago and lived with one of his dealers, and a few weeks later, his family moved in with that family in Boston who was trying to make a go of it in the heat pump business.

Over the next several weeks, one-by-one, the loyalists dropped out. Blake actually went to work for the thieves, fixing systems that were installed poorly to meet the December 31, 1985 expiration date on Carter’s tax credit. I struck up friendships with several of the loyalists, and one evening, Bob told me about his days with General Motors (“GM”) and inventors’ groups. He unwittingly worked for several years for GM to help them steal patents from inventors and competitors. He knew of a pickup truck that GM accidently sold in the late 1940s that got 70 miles per gallon. Bob also said that inventors’ groups never really worked, because every inventor tried to commandeer the organization to support his invention. It was the first time that I had heard of inventors that were described that way, and it gave me a preview of what I would learn the hard way in coming years.

I was owed two months of wages by the stolen company and went to a creditor’s presentation at the company’s offices. Clark tried to get me to work for the stolen company. It was a difficult situation for me. Clark had been my boss for three months, but I knew what they did. I was sold on Dennis. Clark asked me if I would sign an affidavit to the financial statements that I had prepared. I agreed to, and signed it at their attorney’s office. They seemed to really be trying to make a go of it with that heat pump, as if what happened to the company, with all of the establishment attacks had never happened. I don’t know what they were thinking, but that approach did not have a prayer.

One of the first problems that they had was the phony bankruptcy suit that Bill the BPA Hit Man had filed, which the federal court allowed to strangle the company. Bill duped several of Dennis’s employees into filing that phony lawsuit, and Clark and the thieves had to get the case dismissed if they were going to make whatever play they were trying for. I attended the trial one day. It was a farce. The lawsuit should have never been accepted in the first place, as none of the petitioners were genuine creditors of the company. I was a more genuine creditor than any of them were. The judge had obviously acted on behalf of the energy oligarchy in even letting the case proceed. Once Dennis was taken out of the picture, Bill’s job was over and he left the scene, leaving his dupes holding the bag. In the courtroom was the spectacle of a corrupt judge, the thieves of the company, Bill’s dupes, and some scavengers who hoped to profit somehow. I attended with one of the loyalists, and as we left, I said that it was like watching the sharks versus the piranhas in there. His reply was that it was more like the sharks versus the piranhas versus the barracudas versus the crocodiles. That was my second big awakening moment during my journey with Dennis.

By the end of July, I was the only loyalist left. Everybody else had dropped out. In the end, only two of the loyalists bowed out honorably. The thieves’ play did not last long, and they abandoned the facility in late July. Bob had me accompany him with the police to the building, to see what was left of what we could not take to Stan’s barn. Bob had a similar stricken look that John had worn. It was a look that I would become all too familiar with in the coming years, and I wore that look myself at times.

At the end of July, I was still reverberating from the lightning bolt in March. I called Dennis, who lived in Boston by then, and told Dennis that I still wanted to be part of what he was doing. Dennis tried to talk me out of it. He told me to get a real job and that I would hear from him again when the time was right. So I did, but after two weeks of looking for work, I called Dennis again and said that I would sleep on his floor to help rebuild his effort, and I won him over. It was my fourth attempt to live in Seattle, and there I was, going to move away only eight months after the latest attempt. Was I crazy?

So, I got a temp job, making something like $6 an hour, to save up gas money to chase Dennis to Boston. My yuppie war chest was gone and I had to move back in with my grandparents. I worked and planned to drive to Boston at the end of October. I can also tell that my “friends” were not making it easy on me, as I also had to leave behind a new girlfriend, which was another bizarre set of circumstances that I could tell that my otherworldly “friends” had orchestrated, as if to test my resolve one more time before I embarked on my greatest adventure. With tears in my eyes for what I was leaving behind, I drove from Seattle in my Pinto wagon, pulling a trailer that contained my most valuable possessions (mostly my music collection) and Dennis’s and Alison’s few possessions. Little did I know what lied ahead, and if I had been told any of what was coming, I would have not have believed any of it.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This is not quite a transcript, but it is more of a summary of the audio. Substack provides transcripts of the audios that are not too bad. Also, you can turn on closed captions while listening to it by using Google’s Chrome browser and turning on Live Captioning (under “Settings” and “Accessibility”). You can also select any part of the transcript and Substack will play that sound clip. I am continually amazed at how these kinds of technologies are progressing. This is decidedly a less formal way of presenting my work, and we will see if people find it helpful.

When I drove from Seattle, I first drove back home to Ventura, California, visited my friends in LA, and worked with my father to do maintenance on my Pinto wagon so that it would survive the trip across the USA. I met the channeled entity Seth then and had a memorable exchange, as he read my mind, among other things. Then it was off across the USA, towing that trailer and sleeping in my car. It took four days, and in the last stretch I drove for 24 hours straight and arrived in Boston at dawn, not trusting any place on the East Coast to sleep in my car, especially with that valuable trailer.

When I arrived at the home of the family that took in Dennis and his family, I met with Dennis, who called me an “enigma,” as I was the only person who followed him to Boston. I told him that I was there because of Mr. Mentor’s influence. They lived in the suburbs of Boston, in Lincoln, and lived in New England’s first solar home in a Utopian community. That family was quickly going bankrupt when Dennis arrived, and he quickly stopped their bleeding of money, which I discovered when I did their books after I arrived.

I arrived on a Sunday, and the day after I arrived, I took Dennis to meet with a company that made electricity from hot water. The Friday before, Dennis spoke at a Department of Energy meeting about the energy issue and his technologies. A representative of that company who attended then invited Dennis to that Monday-morning meeting. The intake temperature of that hot-water turbine was also the exhaust temperature of Dennis’s heat pump. About a week later, Dennis said that if he hooked his heat pump to their turbine, he might be able to make free energy. This was Dennis’s first free-energy idea. It was a naïve idea at first, and I was not sure what to make of it.

That family had bought those 20 or so systems, and Dennis was selling them, trying to save that family, among other things, but they fought him the entire way, thinking that they knew better how to make the business happen. One of their customers quickly saw that Dennis was the talent in that organization, and he began to court Dennis. As I learned much later, that customer was going to invest $1 million in Dennis’s efforts. I only lived with that family for a month before we moved out, into a home in Winchester, while that family rented a facility in Woburn. A few weeks after arriving, I went on what became my lifetime’s longest fast, of 45 days. I had fasted since age 17, but that fast was partly because it was cheaper than eating. I was going to do whatever I could to rebuild Dennis’s effort, and as not much was happening with Dennis, that family, and that potential investor, I got a temp job as an accounts payable clerk, working for a Kennedy foundation (the one for disabled children).

After one week working for the Kennedys, that investor was supposed to provide $20K in funding to get it going. I told Dennis to let me know when I did not need to keep working for the Kennedys, and on that Friday night, Dennis said that the investor got cold feet and that I should continue working for the Kennedys.

I did not know at the time that the investor planned to invest $1 million. All that I knew was that he was going to invest $20K and be Dennis’s 50/50 partner. I saw what happened in Seattle, and I worked for a tiny piece of that company. That that man would get half ownership for $20K (or so I thought at the time) seemed like the steal of the century. That Saturday morning, I asked Dennis if all that that man had to do was invest $20K into being his partner, and Dennis said yes. A couple of hours later, I asked if I could become his partner for $20K. Dennis later wrote that he almost laughed at me, as I was fasting because it was cheaper than eating. But that morning, I got on the phone to my friends and family, and by Monday morning, $25K was on its way to my bank account.

Dennis’s situation was worse than he told me. That investor gave Dennis a couple thousand dollars, but asked for a check in return for “security.” Dennis used that money to rent the home that we lived in, and he sent money to Stan, who had been waiting in Ellensburg for Dennis to make something happen. When Dennis sent Stan $500 or so, Stan began driving to Boston and was somewhere in Montana that Saturday morning. But that investor actually cashed his “security” check, so Dennis’s checks were about to bounce. My money bailed Dennis out and then some.

When I first moved in with Dennis, he watched me carefully around his daughters (as he told me many years later), but he did not need to be concerned about that. I soon became their babysitter, and I am Uncle Wade to them today. Dennis also began seeing me as his heir apparent, we began having long talks into the night, and it was mostly just me listening to his unbelievable life’s story.

But the big move was that when I raised that money (which became $40K before it was over), Dennis’s plan was to mount shows on his idea, and in Dennis’s inimitable style, he called the shows the Greatest Energy Show on Earth, and he wore a white tuxedo for the shows. Dennis never quite got all of that American nationalism out of his veins, and our first show was held at the Old South Meeting House, where the Boston Tea Party was planned.

After our series of four initial shows, Dennis began stirring things up in New England. As with Seattle, Dennis had stumbled into another nuclear-energy crisis. This one was around the Seabrook nuclear power plant on the border of New Hampshire and Massachusetts. The Seabrook Association, led by John Eichorn, was engaging in a huge propaganda campaign to wear down Massachusetts’s resistance to the power plant, and Massachusetts’s governor, Michael Dukakis, was about to run for president, and his anti-Seabrook stance was part of his campaign.

We held a show a quarter mile from Seabrook’s front gates, and at the show, Dennis announced a proposal to buy out Seabrook, never put nuclear fuel in it, and use it to store heat from his free-energy devices. Dennis express-mailed the proposal to Eichorn, who called our office within minutes of receiving the package and offered to come to our offices within an hour to discuss it. It was a very different reaction from what Dennis received from Washington’s electric companies. Dennis and Stan were soon feted at Eichorn’s palatial office. We had earlier heard that all of New England’s electric companies held secret meetings to decide what to do about us, and they decided that maybe they needed to work with us. The Massachusetts authorities were planning to prosecute us, but they could not find any laws that we were breaking.

And here is when it began to become very interesting, as we began receiving contact from the people who run the world, although we had no idea at the time. Mere weeks after our first shows, some nondescript businessmen came to our office and offered us $10 million for our company. I would have been an instant millionaire, but that was not our goal, and we did not know that it was the friendly buyout offer from the people who run the world. Dennis also began to receive anonymous phone calls in the night, of encouragement. I now know that those contacts came from the “black hat” and “white hat” factions of the global elite, but back then, they were just more of the daily strangeness that we encountered, and it overwhelmed my ego at times. Everybody who ever got involved with free energy has had their egos challenged. But I was brought down to Earth quickly on a number of fronts, and one was being repeatedly attacked by one of my smallest shareholders: an ex-girlfriend whom I once thought of marrying.

When I raised the money, I guaranteed everybody’s investment and did not want any for myself, but Dennis told me to get 20% of the stake. After the fourth attack by that ex-girlfriend left me in tears, Dennis told me to give her double her money back and make my guarantee to my other shareholders good then. My shareholders could get double their money back or half of their stock for all of their money back, and one took me up on it. Even at that stage, there were many who wanted an equity piece of what we had going. Around that time, an Amway billionaire visited our offices, sniffing for opportunities. Before I became Dennis’s partner, I had a very good idea what free energy meant to the world, which I had been developing ever since I heard of Joe Newman, and my visions of what I came to call the Fifth Epoch began in those days.

My biggest investor was my mentor, and I asked him to visit Boston, to assess what we were doing. Did Dennis’s free-energy idea have any merit? He came for two weeks, he was not quick to say that Dennis’s idea was impossible, and he was one of several scientists whom we heard from in those days who thought that there was something to Dennis’s idea. Also, it soon became evident to Dennis that my mentor was every bit of the genius that I portrayed him as, and behind my back they made a deal to move the company to Ventura, so that Dennis could work with my mentor. I did not learn that until I read it in one of Dennis’s books. Dennis’s secrecy games ended up costing me at times. The last place on Earth where I wanted to be was back in Southern California. I had already left twice, planning to never return. I guessed that we were moving there because my college professor was raising money for us.

The mainstream media, other than a small local paper, refused to cover us, while we were feted by Eichorn and friends. The global elite got involved and local officials were sharpening their axes, while we were slowly starving. When I met my Seattle roommate, he later said that I looked like I was 40 years old when I met him, from the stress of my LA days, and by the time I left Seattle to chase Dennis, I looked youthful again. But by the spring of 1987, my stress symptoms came back and I started drinking heavily again. In June 1987, we moved the operation to Ventura. Over the next 18 months, my life was ruined, but it was the awakening experience of my lifetime. I can’t regret any of it.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

This is not quite a transcript, but it is more of a summary of the audio. Substack provides transcripts of the audios that are not too bad. Also, you can turn on closed captions while listening to it by using Google’s Chrome browser and turning on Live Captioning (under “Settings” and “Accessibility”). You can also select any part of the transcript and Substack will play that sound clip. I am continually amazed at how these kinds of technologies are progressing. This is decidedly a less formal way of presenting my work, and we will see if people find it helpful.

From the Amway headquarters in Michigan, Dennis flew home to Yakima, where his father was dying of rheumatoid arthritis. He was not even 70, as I recall. I drove the truck that hauled my Pinto wagon behind it to my home town of Ventura, and put the truck’s contents in a storage facility and waited for Dennis and his family. Dennis said goodbye to his father, who died a few days after Dennis and his family came to Ventura.

The Boston experience was not successful, and the family of Dennis’s salesman soon went out of business and that family lost their home. Even though they fought Dennis the entire way, it was sad to witness that failure. When Dennis got to Ventura, my college professor handed Dennis the $40K that he had raised. Dennis was astounded. He had never had investors like me and Mr. Professor before, who just handed Dennis the money, to do what he could with it.

Dennis’s free-energy idea seemed dubious, and at best, needed millions of dollars of research and development (R&D), to see if it would work. Dennis still had the world’s best heating system, but Carter’s tax credit, which made Dennis’s program so explosive, had expired. But commercial hot water systems were still a gold mine, and I think that if enough R&D had been done, to make it installer-proof (as Dennis envisioned in Seattle) and cheaper to make, there was still a vast home market for it.

Soon after Dennis and his family arrived, they rented a house a few miles from where I was raised, and I soon lived with them again. We initially used Mr. Professor’s office, as he had a tax practice on the side, in addition to his professor duties. Mr. Professor was the best teacher I ever had, and he was the main reason why I became an accountant. He was universally beloved at the college and was a pillar of the community. He was a North Dakota farm boy, with that taciturn plains-farmer demeanor that I came to love. He changed lives as a professor. He was that kind of teacher, encouraging his students to do their best, in a very demanding class (Accounting 101). When I went to the university, I scored the highest on the national accounting exam in the accounting classes that first fall at the university, and it was partly because of the quality of education that I had received from Mr. Professor. He was an early investor in A.L. Williams’s life insurance company, that took on the corrupt life insurance industry and prevailed, although the industry tried to wipe him out, which I witnessed. Mr. Professor became a millionaire from that investment. He saw that what Dennis was doing as similar to what A.L. Williams did, in taking on a corrupt industry. But as I eventually learned, the energy industry is the most powerful and corrupt on Earth, which we were about to learn the hard way.

The first thing that Dennis did in Ventura was run ads in the LA Times, looking for salesmen, with the heading “Free Electricity!” Dennis eventually had me screen the people who responded, but he answered the first ones, and one evening in Mr. Professor’s office, he had a memorable call.

I have not discussed it yet much in this series, but my mentor’s engine was initially just another one of his ingenious ideas, his employers at the Navy were used to them by then, and even admirals stole his ideas. But his engine was not easy to initially understand and steal, and the Navy brought in a literal rocket scientist, Owen Dykema, to assess that engine, and Owen soon became that engine’s greatest champion. Before Senator John Tunney called Mr. Mentor at home, to try to mount Congressional hearings around his engine, in the wake of a federal study that concluded that it was the best engine on Earth for powering an automobile, an industrialist in LA had offered to found a car company based on Mr. Mentor’s engine. The industrialist would own 95% of the company, and Owen and Mr. Mentor would own the other 5%. With a deal like that, they did not get involved. But that apparently did not dissuade the industrialist, and it was likely his company that built a prototype of Mr. Mentor’s engine and drove it in the Rose Parade some years later.

That evening in Mr. Professor’s office, I think that Dennis heard of the fate of that industrialist’s company. The head of marketing responded to Dennis’s ad, and proceeded to tell Dennis that he had no idea what he was going to encounter. He told Dennis that they were preparing to mass produce a car that would get about 100 miles per gallon (it was very likely based on Mr. Mentor’s engine). And just as they were about to produce the cars, the company was prosecuted for fraud. It was a ludicrous charge, but at the trial, the prosecution produced a man who claimed to be an engineer for them, who testified to their fraudulent practices. The only problem was that nobody at the company had ever seen the man before. Forged payroll records were introduced into evidence, to “prove” that the man worked at the company. The caller avoided prison, but the company’s founders all went to prison. The man yelled at Dennis, “You don’t know what they will do to you!” Dennis replied, “Admit it, you called me because you believe some people have the guts to do it. You want to see me succeed.” Less than a year later, Dennis would be arrested with a million-dollar bail, but that story comes later. That was likely an instance in which one of Mr. Mentor’s inventions was both stolen and suppressed.

Dennis got deathly ill with a kidney problem soon after he arrived in Ventura, and as he lied on the floor in our house, I did hands-on healing with him as he lied there, unconscious, and he made a miraculous recovery in a few days. I remember thinking that he was our primary asset, so I needed to heal him. That was not entirely a selfless healing effort on my part, but I certainly loved Dennis by that time. I have never met anybody else like him.

I cannot recall the exact sequence of events, as they happened so close together, but Dennis tried a new idea. He ran an ad in USA Today, again with the “Free Electricity!” title, but he was not trying to sell free electricity equipment that had yet to be developed or looking for salespeople. He announced that he would sell educational kits on how to sell, install, and build his heat pumps. The kits were $2K a kit, or $5K for all three, with a 10-day money-back guarantee. People began mailing us checks from all over the USA. All that I had seen was bloody ruin so far, and I did not see what was special about what had happened with Dennis’s USA Today response, and neither did Alison. But in our kitchen one day, Dennis gave us a dowsing gesture, saying that he had found his next rocket ship. He was the master, but we did not see it yet. Dennis was right.

He ran more USA Today ads, and money began pouring in from around the USA. We were quickly overwhelmed by the response. We went from a few volunteers to 40 employees in two months. That was what I signed on for, and I never saw anything like it before or since.

Also, around the same time, and this was late August, 1987, Mr. Mentor came on board. He was initially wary of Dennis, because he had always been screwed as an inventor. But he and Stan hit it off like two old engineers, and when he told Dennis that he heard that Dennis did not treat inventors right, Stan replied that Dennis treated them better than they deserved, if anything. Then Mr. Mentor not only came aboard, but he proposed his own idea, of marrying his engine with Dennis’s heat pump panels to make free energy. I admit that the idea is contrary to the popular interpretation of the Second Law of Thermodynamics, but Mr. Mentor thought that it could work, as later Victor Fischer did, as much later Eugene Mallove did, as did other scientists that approached us. I don’t know if it would, but there is only one way to find out, which is trying to do it. So, within the same one-month period, we rented a facility with offices and a warehouse behind it, in which we built a machine shop and began building a prototype of Mr. Mentor’s engine. One young man from Boston came with us, who was a machinist, we began hiring like mad to fill those educational kit orders, and for me, it was like trying to hang onto a rope tied to a rocket as it took off. I began working 12-hour days once again, to try to keep up.

For the rest of 1987, we became a kind of mecca. People began visiting us from around the world. I recall a Japanese trade official who met with Dennis. One encounter was particularly memorable. An attorney from Washington, D.C., came to our facility. Dennis had Saturday morning presentations in our R&D area, and that attorney came to one of those, as I recall. That attorney was doing his diligence and knew the USA’s Attorney General at the time, Edwin Meese. He asked Meese what he knew about Dennis. Meese replied with, “We have thoroughly investigated Lee, and he is “squeaky clean.” That attorney emphasized “squeaky clean” as he handed Dennis a check for $10K for two full kits.

But we also began hearing many cautionary tales, and I likely only heard a fraction of what was told at our offices. One that I heard of was from a man who arrived at our offices in a limousine. Dennis had a sales assistant named Cab by that time, and I think that Cab heard most such stories, if they could not get to Dennis, which became hard in those days. That man in the limo was rich, with a net worth of around $400 million. He told us the story of what happened to him. He had made his fortune, wanted to do something in the energy field, and built a windmill farm in the American Southwest, probably in the 1970s, long before windmills became popular, and back then, many were scams to get tax breaks. But this guy was serious. He had spent $35 million on his windmill project and was working late in the office one night when he got a phone call. The caller said that if the man did not walk away from his windmill project immediately, his family would be dead by dawn, and the caller gave some details that showed that it was no idle threat. That rich man hung up the phone, got out his calculator, and figured that 9% of his net worth was wrapped up in his windmill effort. He decided that it was not worth it, packed up his briefcase, left his office, and never returned. He told us, “I wish you the best, but you do not know what you are up against.”

Another man approached us and told his story of how he worked with a college professor in developing a new chemical technique for mining platinum, for ores considered unmineable. Their early efforts were unbelievably promising, they sought investors, and bought a mine in the California desert. Their technique promised to make platinum much cheaper. Eastern Oligarchy money got involved, but suddenly, the sheriff was beating their door down for supposedly violating some obscure law from the 1800s, and they knew that they had been targeted. The professor’s truck was found abandoned in the desert, he was never seen again, and the man who told us the story hid in the back office of a chiropractor’s office for two years, to stay alive. And the Eastern Oligarchy then owned the mine, that technique got shelved, and platinum never got any cheaper.

By that time, we also began hearing free-energy suppression stories, such as an inventor whose entire family was murdered, and their home was burned down and bulldozed, with the murdered family inside. Again, I likely only heard a fraction of the stories that came to us in those days, but I heard some myself. One was kind of fun. Somehow a man got through to me, who had an engine that worked underwater and could easily propel scuba divers and aquatic craft, but the government seized it under national security laws. I think it was by classifying the patent, and another man who approached us was in the middle of a legal battle to prevent the government from classifying his engine. I later learned that it was a favored tactic for suppressing disruptive energy technology. That man also told me an amazing anecdote. As a young man, he had the occasion to call Princeton’s physics department, back in the 1950s, and Einstein answered the phone with, “This is Albert.” The man proceeded to have a conversation with Einstein, who quickly took the conversation in a quasi-mystical direction, as he marveled at the universe’s mysteries.

In those days, I heard about alternative cancer treatments for the first time, and a pair of elderly brothers talked to me one day. They were from Eastern Europe, and they told me that they attended a conference run by Max Gerson, and that Gerson was poisoned with arsenic at the conference, which abruptly ended it. A few years later, I read about that incident in Ralph Hovnanian’s Medical Dark Ages, and it was not the only time that Gerson was poisoned.

I talked with tax protestors who beat the IRS in court, as they argued that as an executive branch agency, it was not legally empowered to levy and collect taxes, as that was Congress’s job. Dennis attracted right wingers with a lot of his “patriot” message, and right-wing scholarship was the first alternative political scholarship that I was exposed to. A lot of it seemed paranoid, but some of that paranoia was understandable, as I was about to discover.

I could go on and on about the stories that I heard in those days, but that should give a flavor of them. By that time, I had lived with Dennis and his family for nearly a year, knew his journey better than anybody but Alison, and as we began making money, for the first time in 18 months, I asked Dennis if I could take a salary, to pay to rent a room in a house. They were understandably not fastidious housekeepers, and nearly all of my roommates in my life until then kept filthy kitchens, and I wanted to cook for myself. I did not want sloppy roommates any longer. I can tell that my otherworldly “friends” once again had a heavy hand in my life, as I walked right into the home of the woman who became my wife, and I knew that I somehow knew her when I first laid eyes on her. It was also the beginning of the end of my days with Dennis, as I look back at it. My wife eventually took me away from all of that. Also, in more of those crazy “coincidences” in my life, she lived about 200 yards from the house where my first girlfriend was raised.

As 1987 ended, Dennis and I worked into the wee hours in the office most days, and Dennis brought a friend from Yakima into the operation, a salesman named Fred. Fred ran our Boston operation after we left, for a couple of months, but that operation never really had a prayer. The original man who we brought in tried to steal the business, as usual. But several people from our Boston days got involved with us in Ventura.

Dennis also tried to bring the dropped out “loyalists” from Seattle into the operation. Soon after I reached Boston, Dennis had me talk to Bob the inventor about promoting his heat-storage technology. Bob had a screaming fit, demanding money from Dennis. As I earlier wrote, I felt badly for Bob, but yelling at me and attacking Dennis, who was Bob’s only ally, was ironically an early confirmation of what Bob told me about inventors, how they were greedy and all trying to get rich and famous.

Dennis was the best salesman that I ever saw or heard of, but his marketing plans were where his genius was most evident. With his shared savings programs and Carter’s tax credit, a chimpanzee could sell his heat pump. People who had never sold anything in their lives had an 80% closing rate on a $10K heating system that nobody really knew if it worked. Numbers like that are unheard of. Those salespeople often thought that they were immensely talented, when it took no talent at all to make those sales. One of Dennis’s goals was to give formerly mundane salespeople the idea that they were especially talented, and he did that with the man who became his leading salesman in Seattle, named Dave.

That autumn of 1987, when the rocket ship was taking off, Dennis invited that salesman to Ventura. I picked Dave up from the LA airport, and we paid for his trip. He stayed a day or two, as I recall, and it soon became evident that Dave was only scouting for other “loyalists,” to see if they could extort money from Dennis. A week or two after Dave’s visit, we received a demand for $250K from Dave, Bob the inventor, Blake the installer, and Brian the engineer. Blake never missed a paycheck, Brian was incapable of thinking past his textbooks, even when he produced data that defied them, and for trying to make Bob whole while promoting his marginally important heat storage technology, Dennis got an extortion demand. And these were the “loyalists.” Blake and Brian eventually testified at Dennis’s preliminary hearing, and Bob eagerly wanted to testify against Dennis, but not even the corrupt prosecution wanted that crazy old man on the witness stand, and he had nothing to testify to, anyway, and the prosecution was trying to deny that his heat-storage technology even existed.

That salesman from Yakima soon came to Ventura, and Fred and Dennis worked and drank late into the night. One night in December, 1987, I drove to the office (I was only a ten-minute drive away) to take a drunken Dennis home. By that time, our growth was so explosive that we rented a second building, next to our original one. As I half-carried Dennis to my car, Dennis stopped, took a look at our buildings, and said that the “Big Boys” must have their eyes popping out, seeing what we had going. At that time, I still only had a vague idea of the global elite, who were Dennis’s “Big Boys,” and I also thought that if we were not stopped soon, they might not be able to. Those were unfortunately prophetic thoughts.

In a later post, I will describe what I had hoped that we would accomplish. Dennis and I had very similar dreams, which, if not identical, were highly compatible.

In late December, 1987, Victor Fischer attended one of Dennis’s Saturday shows and left his business plan with us. Mr. Researcher saw that Fischer’s engine was very similar to Mr. Mentor’s, and they had already built prototypes of it. He suggested that they could pursue Fischer’s engine instead of Mr. Mentor’s, and at a meeting at our office on New Year’s Day, 1988, we brought Fischer aboard, as I handed him his first check. Dennis was practically in orbit by then, called a meeting of his kit owners in Ventura, and several hundred people attended from across the USA. One attendee was Mr. Deputy, who readied a search warrant the next day for a raid of our facilities , and my life’s worst year was about to begin.

Best,

Wade