Some day history is probably going to say:
“The Power Of Words… the the Power Of Truth… the Power Of YouTube, NaturalNewsTV, and the like… THE POWER OF THE INTERNET… and The Power Of One Smart Man that was willing to Work Hard For Over Sixteen Years to find a cure that did not exist before… that’s all it took to bring Big Pharma crashing down within a matter of months.”
The health of the human race, its survival, and the survival of the planet, is all that I ever really cared about. (The most notable exceptions here are my two beloved sons Willy and Max, of course.)
Fame don’t mean beans to me. Neither does money. (What good are fame and money going to do for me when I am dead?)
I define myself as “a humble little worker bee” for God… the little piece of God in “all of us”. God Nature, as my father used to say.
Don’t thank me for any of this.
Thank God. Thank my son Willy. Thank my son Maxwell too.
Thank all of the authors of accurate Alternative Medical Books.
Thank Helen, my best friend after Jimmy died. (He was my best friend before her.)
Thank all of the people that helped me in one way or another over the years, both family and friends.
And give A Very Special Thank You to my father and mother Arthur and Marion Darman.