A Letter From Prison About Faith, Truth, and Endurance

**Excerpted from the Epilogue, Movement I ofThe Blueprint of Life, shipping mid-June.For those unfamiliar with the Grenon family’s persecution, I’ll begin with a brief summary excerpted from my book,The War On Chlorine Dioxide. I will then share a recent letter I received from Jonathan Grenon, who is still incarcerated at the federal prison in Yazoo City, Mississippi.Mark Grenon spent most of his life as a missionary pilot, ferrying missionaries around the Caribbean and choosing service over wealth. When he discovered chlorine dioxide (MMS) through Jim Humble, he threw himself into refining protocols, gathering thousands of testimonies, and teaching people to make it cheaply at home rather than commercializing it.To shield that work from what is now widely recognized as a pharma‑legal monopoly, he and Humble co‑founded the non‑religiousGenesis II Church of Health and Healing,through which he and his sons trained thousands and reached over 100 countries with seminars, a documentary, and podcasts.Then, as COVID emerged, the crackdown began: an April 2020 FDA warning, armed raids, his arrest and extradition from Colombia, and stiff federal prison sentences for him and his sons, even after they stopped selling and instead started giving away MMS. The government took these actions because, as stated in the FDA letter, chlorine dioxide was an unapproved new drug that was being misbranded as a Covid cure (which it essentially was).In October 2023, the Grenons were sentenced in federal court. Mark and Joseph received 5 years for “conspiracy to defraud the United States.” Originally, their contempt-of-court charges carried a life sentence, but Colombia does not allow extradition for life sentences. The U.S. then dropped those charges to secure extradition.Jonathan and Jordan, however, were sentenced to 5 years on the conspiracy charge, plus an additional 7.5 years for contempt of court, for a total of 12.5 years. None had prior criminal records, yet all were denied bail as “dangers to society” and received maximum first-offense sentences. The contempt-of-court sentence is the 4th-longest in U.S. legal history. Legal defense fund isHERE.Letter To President Trump From Mark Grenon175KB ∙ PDF fileDownloadDownloadIn recent posts, I explored my insights and developing understanding of order within the sciences. I followed it through water, minerals, biology, physics, sound, and plants, watching the same principle appear again and again: life holds together when its parts remain aligned.But alignment is not only a property of systems. It is also revealed in a person.Under pressure, a human being reveals what they are ordered around: comfort, safety, reputation, greed, and fear — or truth, courage, sacrifice, love, and God.That is why I want to share the following letter.It came from Mark’s son, Jonathan Grenon, who wrote to me from prison after reading my book,The War on Chlorine Dioxide. I am sharing it, with his permission,  because it struck me as one of the most powerful and inspiring human examples of alignment under pressure that I have encountered in these last six years.Here is a man separated from his wife and children, living under conditions most people could not endure, and yet his letter does not primarily transmit bitterness. It transmits faith, endurance, service, warning, and love. He writes as someone who has been deprived of almost everything, but not broken in spirit; a man who has lost his freedom, but not his center.In Scripture, judgment is exposure. It is the moment when adversity strips away appearances and reveals what people are truly ordered around. In leaders, it can reveal cowardice, self-protection, greed, and fear. In a man like Jonathan, it can reveal the opposite: courage, service, humility, love, and dependence on God when every worldly support has been stripped away.Jonathan’s letter is what alignment looks like when the system bears down.*If you value the late nights and deep dives into all the “rabbit holes” I write about, your support is greatly appreciated.Subscribe nowHello Dr. Kory,My name is Jonathan Grenon. My dad, Mark Grenon, sent me a copy of your book,The War On Chlorine Dioxide.First, I want to thank you for your efforts to reveal the truth. By doing this, you are exposing the evil that has been going on for so many years. And I want to bless you, my brother, in the name of the LORD Jesus Christ.Here is a question I ask myself; I imagine you have, too. What makes a man risk everything for the truth? What is in us that pushes us onward, (I wrote this word before I read the end of your book, your last word, it isn’t a coincidence, is it? I don’t believe in coincidences, by the way.) when we know that we will have to take on the “whole world”?The Word of God says in Romans 8:31 — “What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?”The context of that passage doesn’t mean people won’t be against us. It means that it doesn’t matter if the whole world is against us, we are on the winning side!!! God’s side!!!My family has suffered very much and continues to. But when I turn to Jesus and keep my eyes on Him, the things of this world do grow dimmer. And the light of Truth shines so much brighter. But the darkness in this world does not like that because it brings all their evil to the light.So it is a sign we are on the right path when we are attacked by evil, and we must stand firm, we must hold the line, so to speak. Not only are people’s lives at stake, but their souls are also.I have seen many people in prison come to Jesus and be healed spiritually, mentally, and physically. Through faith and prayer first and foremost, but also ingenuity. I have learned how to make healing remedies with what I can get in prison. For most, it seems impossible, but I have seen people healed by things they take for granted.When Covid was at its “high times,” and I was in my hardest times — 23 hours a day locked in a cell, sometimes 72 hours before being able to shower or anything outside a cell — well, I would come out and give guys a concoction of vinegar, olive oil, chili and hot sauces, garlic powder, onion powder, black pepper, and jalapeno juices mixed together.I saw men healed of Covid within 3–5 days, mostly, maybe a week. But if not, they would suffer for weeks on end. And if they reported it, they were sent to the SHU (Special Housing Unit, it wasn’t so special). So people began to not say they had it, and would come to me, and I would help them.Then, also, people suffering from stomach ailments, I made a thing with oatmeal and honey that helped. (When I could get honey). One time, a guy named Johnny was healed from something in his stomach. He hadn’t eaten in over 30 days and was wasting away, and they just let him.So I went and prayed with him, Dad was there. And the Holy Spirit whispered in my ear while in prayer, give him warm water and salt. Within 3 days, he was eating, and we started to build up bacteria in his stomach from the oatmeal-honey mix. Dad knows what we did and I have written about it before.People also would come to me for healing and prayer, and I willingly dedicated my time. For I do what I do for my LORD and Savior Jesus Christ. As I do unto others, I do unto my LORD.You see, we tend to give up doing right because men do us wrong more and more as we stand for the truth. So how do we push on? I believe that God is the One to whom the credit is due. I believe all good things come from God. Through anyone He so chooses.But when one wants to co-participate (Might not be a word, but you get my drift) in His work, I believe miracles will flow through us. As a seed dies when buried, it then comes to life and bears fruit. So shall we, if our ground is right. I hope you understand what I mean by ground.Where is your heart, my brother? What if your will, your life, is ripped away before your eyes? What do you live for? When all is lost, no matter how much right that you do, what does one live for? That is when one finds what truly matters.As you continue to reveal the truth, my brother, and stand against the powers that be, you must put on the armor of God. After reading your book, I can see that you have the spark that is needed to reveal that truth, and I can see that you are doing it. You are on that path, that fight. It is encouraging to me.But I want you to know it has to be all or nothing. Are you willing to give your whole life for this fight? The test only gets harder; it doesn’t lighten up, so to speak.God has been good to my family and me for sure, but there have been no breaks. I haven’t won one of the battles against this evil system, in their unlawful system that is. They have even violated their own evil laws; they break their own laws just to do us wrong.Therefore, when evil attacks, they are exposed. You see, evil can’t handle the truth, it makes them itch, and they have to scratch that itch, heck, they have to tear at it. But the more they tear, the more we see them. But our job is to take the hits, and they can be heavy hits.If I seem strong and determined, believe me you, I am a broken man. I have 5 boys and can’t be there for them or my wife and my mother. I have only seen my little boy Jack 1 time since he was born 3 months after I was locked up. I could go on for a long time about the abuse they have done to my family and me, in so many ways, and will one day do so.But I am growing stronger by the day, thanks be to God. For when I am weak, I am strong. And so is my family. All glory be to Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior. If the LORD Jesus Christ isn’t first in your life, you won’t be able to make it through. Your strength will run out, brother.I have seen it before from some of the “greatest.” Jim Humble, a man I love so dearly and spent much time with in this mission that I am still in. When we were attacked, he separated from us. If I recall correctly, he stopped emailing me and had no contact with me. I never got to say goodbye; that hurt me a lot. I understood then and do now, that he at 80+ years didn’t want to stand up to the evil government, and I mean right in their face as we did. I don’t blame him, but it still hurt.People who followed us and even helped teach with us would write and say they didn’t want me contacting them because we were “too hot.” Were we stupid, naive, or just plain innocent to what they would do to us? Not entirely. I knew the wickedness behind the scenes, in the spiritual realm where Satan dwells. So, what I didn’t know about this system and the corruption through and through, I did know who was and is behind it. Satan, that evil devil he is. So yes, we expected an attack.But I never thought that God would allow it to be this long; maybe I was naive. Expecting God to work on my timeline. You see, people tend to mix up the meanings of hope and expectations. (That will be for another letter.)I know you understand some of what I am saying, as people have vilified you and abandoned you as well. But I want you to know these were people who fought alongside us to prove that MMS is for real. The ones who said — “To the death, no matter what.”Heck, I was about to quit when they sent us the injunctions. I would be in the back yard praying on my knees, asking God what I should do. My son, Jonny, who was 12 then and 18 now, said “dad you have to go on, what you do is what you do.”Also, Dad sent me a testimony of a child overcoming autism and reminding me why we do what we do. I can only say I never quit because my LORD and Savior Jesus Christ has called me for this time, He carries and carries me. Therefore I can’t quit.Don’t think I am doubting you my brother, I admire that you are willing to risk all for the truth. All I am saying is your strength will run out, so get it from where it can’t run out. Because things are only going to get worse.Just recently, my lawyer (for the appeals, a lawyer was needed), after the denial of our appeal, sent in a motion for rehearing en banc, where he is stating that the appeals court wrongfully denied our appeal on the point of the 1st Amendment and the RFRA, and their “reason” was not valid. If you get to read it on Pacer, check it out; it is good. But it shows how this system is blatantly doing what they want, no rights are upheld at all. In your face basically is what they say.I hope I didn’t take too much of your time, and I want to thank you again for your stand. At times, I have felt and feel so alone in this battle that no one wants to speak up for us. Which is what happened when this all went down years ago. Everyone went silent, I mean, everyone. Very few people spoke up for us, if any at all, and when they did, it was not in our faces; we were ignored in many ways.May God bless you,Jonathan DavidA servant of the LORDFrom the first time I read Jonathan’s letter, I understood it as testimony. It showed what pressure can reveal in a human being when nearly every worldly support has been taken away. The system had power over his body, his location, his time, and his access to his family. But it had not gained power over the thing around which he was most ordered.That is why the letter belongs here. The final chapter of the book described judgment as exposure. Jonathan’s letter shows exposure operating at the level of the soul.Appeal To My ReadersJonathan Grenon and his family have paid an extraordinary price for standing up for humanity. His letter reveals a man enduring suffering with faith, humility, and courage, while separated from his wife, children, and life outside prison.His legal fight is not over. He, his brother and his family continue to face the financial burden of appeals, filings, and ongoing legal work against a system with vastly greater resources.If Jonathan’s letter moved you, and if you believe that no family should have to stand alone against the full weight of the government,please consider contributing to theirlegal defense fund.This is not only about one man’s case. It is about whether ordinary people still have a fighting chance when the full weight of institutional power is brought against them. It is about due process, conscience, religious liberty, and the right to keep standing when the system arrayed against you seems terrifying, vast, and nearly impossible to defeat.Any amount helps. More than that, it lets Jonathan and his family know they have not been forgotten. Again, please consider donating to theGrenons’ legal defense fund.Mark Grenon’s Latest Book:I also want to encourage all to purchase and read Mark Grenon’snewly published 4th book.It describes how to practice self-care with chlorine dioxide based on his experience treating many thousands of people worldwide and helping restore health across a broad range of illnesses.*If you value the late nights and deep dives into all the “rabbit holes” I write about, your support is greatly appreciated.Subscribe nowNote to readers:This book began with a volcanic, deep-earth mineral extract that seemed to do something unusual: open rock, render minerals mobile, and transform water through contact with that chemistry.Aurmina,a name we arrived at before the full meaning of this work had unfolded, means “golden mineral essence.” It is one practical expression of that journey through drinking water.Primora Bioemerged from the same effort, carrying mineral-conditioned water into soil, crops, plants, and animals.For readers who want the work to leave the page and enter the world, these are our first attempts to carry it forward.From Research to Practice - Links Below ImageAurmina– The Mineral Extract For Naturally Vitalized Drinking WaterPrimora Bio- Bringing Life Back To SoilLeading Edge Clinic- Tele-Medicine Clinic Caring For Patients in All 50 StatesThe War on Ivermectin- The Medicine That Could have Ended the PandemicThe Blueprint of Life- The Hidden Architecture That Powers Life and HealthFrom Volcanoes to Vitality-The Untold Story of Asao ShimanishiThe War on Chlorine Dioxide- The Medicine That Could End MedicineMedical Musings- A View From the Inside Of Modern Medicine

Summary: This is more than a prison letter. It is a firsthand account of what prolonged pressure reveals about institutions, conviction, faith, and the human soul.


The Consequences of Misalignment

Today I am posting the final chapter of my book,The Blueprint of Life.There will be an epilogue after this — really a four-part reflection on the journey this book took me on — but this chapter is the culmination of the argument I have been building for months.I have also learned something about Substack in the process.After more than four years here, it turns out I still have plenty to learn about how writing works on this platform. When I first decided to publish the book in serial form, it seemed like a good idea. Substack had already become the place where I wrote in public, tested ideas, followed evidence, and shared discoveries with readers in real time. But a book, and in particular this book, is a different creature.This book required continuity. Each chapter depends on the one before it, and the argument climbs gradually, layer by layer, until it reaches places I never expected to go (like arational proof of a Creator, or a precise interpretation ofa 2,000-year-old text?). That kind of progression is easier to follow when the reader has the book in hand, can pause, return, reread, slow down, speed up, and control the pace of immersion.Substack works differently. It is driven by the day, by the inbox, by the rhythm of new posts arriving amid news cycles that compete for attention. My readers originally came to me for medicine, Covid, vaccine injury, institutional corruption, treatment, scandal, and health politics — a category I seem to have accidentally helped invent here. They were used to variety, urgency, exposure, and practical insight.This book asked something else of them.It asked them to follow me into minerals, water, geology, agriculture, soil biology, origin-of-life science, ancient texts, Scripture, and systems of thought I never imagined writing about when I began my medical career. It asked for sustained attention to unfamiliar subjects, often in long chapters, often building toward conclusions that only fully make sense after the previous steps have been absorbed.That is a lot to ask of a casual Substack reader.And I paid a price for it. I bled paid subscribers. The losses were nowhere near offset by new readers interested in these topics. I watched the numbers fall and, to my own surprise, found that I was completely at peace with it.Because the work was real.My writing is me. I follow what grips me, what alarms me, what fascinates me, what I feel responsible for understanding and then saying out loud. This book took me far from the subjects many readers first came here for, but I kept following it because the work felt real, necessary, and unfinished.Some readers left. Some stayed. Some, I know, came with me all the way into the strange country this book eventually entered. For those who did, I am deeply grateful.This final chapter is for them. It is also an invitation to anyone who sensed that the serial posts were fragments of something larger, and who may one day choose to encounterthe completed bookin the form it needed all along: not as an inbox sequence competing with the day’s noise, but as a continuous ascent toward a view I could not see when I started climbing.A Latecomer’s AdmissionBefore going further, I want to openly admit that I am not a religious scholar, and I am not pretending to be one now. I did not grow up with religious instruction, I have never read the Bible in any systematic way, and I did not enter Scripture alone. MB had spent decades in those texts before I arrived, and over many months, he kept dropping clues, passages, and connections into my lap — small fragments I would contemplate, follow, test, and return to.What follows, then, is not theology in any formal sense. These are the reflections of a man who entered these texts late in life and found, to his own surprise, that they described the world with more force and precision than anything else I had ever encountered.I also want to be clear about the spirit of this post. I am not trying to write about doom and gloom, complaint, or moral superiority. I am not trying to say that the world would be fine if only everyone else stopped behaving badly. I am trying to look honestly at where we are — as a nation, as a civilization, and as human beings living inside systems that have become increasingly disordered.That is not a comfortable place for me to write from. My public life began in medicine, not Scripture. I wrote about Covid, vaccine injury, institutional failure, censorship, fraud, and treatment because those were the battles directly in front of me. I did not expect that the same journey would eventually lead me into geology, agriculture, ancient texts, moral order, and the spiritual meaning of judgment.But it did.And somewhere along the way, I began to feel that I had been brought into contact with something good. I do not know exactly how to name it. A return. A restoration. A movement back toward order in a world that has wandered far from it. The book began as an investigation into minerals, water, and biology, but it ended by changing the way I see my own life, my responsibilities, and the world around me.That is why this chapter is not a lament. It is an attempt to describe disorder without surrendering to it.Scripture uses the word judgment in a way I had never understood before. Judgment does not refer only to a final event at the end of time. More often, it refers to the process by which reality reveals alignment or misalignment in a person, institution, or society through the consequences of its actions. Judgment begins within the system, exposes what is there, and sets in motion the consequences that follow.In my last post, I used theLeading Edge Clinic, which I built with my partner and a group of committed, aligned people, as an example of an institution ordered around truth, and how that ordering allowed it to endure pressure and continue serving patients.The Anatomy of JudgmentToday’s post looks at the opposite movement: what happens when institutions are built on suppression, denial, distortion, and self-protection.For me, that disordered structure first surfaced in medicine, then across an increasing number of institutions, and eventually inside the FLCCC, the globally known nonprofit Paul Marik and I had built. What made that episode so clarifying was the specific form the disorder took. I watched an institution built to serve truth and protect the vulnerable begin to reorganize itself around control, internal politics, and self-preservation.Once certain people concluded that influence was shifting away from them, they did not respond with humility, correction, or honest disagreement. They responded by  accusing innocent people of fraud to resolve a power struggle.The behavior was so misaligned that I stepped away from it immediately. The mission was no longer governing the institution; insecurity, ambition, and the protection of authority were. I had already been part of multiple institutions that shifted out of alignment under pressure, and I left every time. Paul remained, but in increasing estrangement and with severely diminished authority, bound to a structure that had already turned against not only its founders, but its own founding principles.What followed only confirmed the diagnosis: the institution was emptied of the principles that had given it life, and what remains now is a diminished shadow of what it once was. I, by contrast, flourished after leaving. That, too, was part of the judgment.That experience changed the way I now see the wider world: a civilization in which short-term profit is routinely extracted by injecting long-term harm into air, water, food, bodies, ecosystems, and information systems; a civilization in which disordered individuals now hold concentrations of wealth and power so extreme that their disorder propagates into the institutions they control.This is especially dangerous in medicine and public health, where one misaligned figure at the top can bend agencies, journals, hospitals, and professional societies away from their duty to the sick.So I am now going to do something I never expected to do publicly: walk through Scripture, hesitantly, as a latecomer, and draw out lessons that lifelong students of these texts may laugh at me for only now discovering. I do not plan to do much of this going forward. But in the context of this book, it has become both unavoidable and central.“If a ruler listens to falsehood, all his officials will be wicked.”—Proverbs 29:12Scripture is blunt about this. Once disorder is rewarded at the top of a system, it propagates outward and downward.Alignment Is Not ImmunityAs this unifying view of order and disorder, alignment and misalignment, came together, it forced me toward a question that has troubled human beings forever: if order protects, why do righteous people still suffer?I quickly learned that alignment with God is not a guarantee of worldly safety. It does not remove a person from danger, disorder, or the consequences of other people’s choices. What it does is place that person under care, within truth, and in right relation to reality.“Behold, I send you out as sheep among wolves, so be wise as serpents and innocent as doves.”—Matthew 10:16Wolves exist. Disorder exists. Alignment does not prevent exposure to either. But alignment can create capacities that matter under pressure: clarity, mission, endurance, restraint, and the strength to keep moving when the surrounding system breaks. I did not understand at the time that some of those capacities had been formed in me years earlier through spiritual work, and that I had mostly taken them for granted. Disorder forms the opposite traits: confusion, agitation, compulsion, self-division, alienation, emptiness, and the multiplying consequences of a life at war with reality.Scripture repeatedly portrays order and disorder as paths that unfold over time, rather than single, isolated events. Alignment does not confer immunity; it lowers vulnerability over time. Disorder does not always destroy immediately. More often, it accumulates. Delayed judgment is not innocence. It is simply the time required for consequences to surface.“By their fruits you will recognize them.”—Matthew 7:16Fruit is an outcome over time. That is why judgment often appears delayed.“For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open.”—Luke 8:17Exposure is inevitable.To Fear the LordAgain, not having grown up with religious instruction, as I began studying theology and Scripture, I kept getting confused by the phrase “fear of the Lord.” The best understanding I have come to is this: to fear the Lord is to live as if God’s order is real, and that violating it carries consequences.In that posture, people order their behavior through sobriety, restraint, truthfulness, responsibility, and care for others. That ordering stabilizes their internal state and lowers the probability of self-inflicted destruction. It does not protect them from a drunk driver, a violent stranger, or a collapsing institution. I came to understand that difference firsthand as the systems around me broke down.Scripture explicitly acknowledges this:“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.”—Psalm 116:15Good people do die, sometimes violently, sometimes unjustly. Their suffering is not evidence that their order failed them. It is evidence that disorder is permitted to move through the world.From the beginning, God did not design a closed system in which obedience was enforced and harm prevented at every moment. He granted man free will. In Genesis, this is symbolized by the tree of the knowledge of good and evil placed in the garden, the sign that human life was created with a real capacity to choose. Alignment with God was not meant to be automatic, mechanical, or coerced. It had to remain voluntary, and once that freedom was real, so was the possibility that human beings would choose against the order in which they had been placed.God did not remove causality to spare the righteous from harm. He permitted a world in which human choices move through others, for good or for ill. Once disorder is chosen, it does not remain confined to the chooser. Pride, greed, lust, aggression, neglect, and excess deform shared environments.The same principle applies at scale. Scripture is again explicit:“The king by judgment establisheth the land: but he that receiveth gifts overthroweth it.”—Proverbs 29:4A rightly ordered ruler can exercise restraint, receive correction, discern proportion, and act for the good of those under his care. He does not confuse power with wisdom, obedience with loyalty, or dissent with betrayal. By contrast, when leaders become driven by greed, ego, and power, and insulated by pride, authority, or certainty, they lose the ability to revise their beliefs. Decisions harden, and dissent is treated as a danger rather than as information. In that state, leaders begin acting as if what they believe is reality, rather than something that must answer to it.This is not just moral collapse. It is the closing of the mind to correction.Scripture treats resistance to correction as a mark of deep disorder. The wise receive rebuke and change course. The fool rejects correction, hardens, and continues toward ruin. Sin is not only wrongdoing, but also the refusal to be corrected once truth has made itself known.This is why Scripture frames human action as seed and harvest. Errors compound and disordered structures amplify their effects. In disordered societies, corrective knowledge almost always resides in the minority, because once a false premise becomes institutionalized, the majority’s role shifts from inquiry to enforcement.Correction then becomes costly, truth becomes dissident, and the price is paid by the few who volunteer for the task. I watched that sequence unfold with ivermectin, where the real struggle quickly ceased to be over evidence and became a struggle over whether correction itself would be permitted.Modern societies add an accelerant. Mass media that are not ordered around truth, objectivity, and transparency do not just misreport reality; they manufacture a false one. They suppress correction, normalize harm, and teach entire populations to accept what is disordered as if it were good, necessary, or inevitable. For those reasons, major media have become one of the sharpest instruments through which powerful institutions propagate disorder at scale.Major media were not alone. Many religious authorities also failed their role during Covid, when they should have helped people test fear, defend conscience, protect the vulnerable, and remain anchored to truth. Instead, many simply echoed institutional authority, accepted coercion as virtue, and treated compliance as moral responsibility. As in nearly every other sector of society, only a small minority tried to speak correction aloud.Scripture does not treat deception as a one-sided event. It repeatedly warns people to test what they hear, resist false authority, and remain open to correction.“Test everything; hold fast what is good.”—1 Thessalonians 5:21“Do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God.”—1 John 4:1When they do not—when they prefer comforting narratives, elevate human voices above truth, or outsource discernment—they become susceptible to deception, and, over time, unable to recognize it.“They will gather teachers to suit their own desires . . . and turn away from listening to the truth.”—2 Timothy 4:3–4“The simple believe everything, but the prudent give thought to their steps.”—Proverbs 14:15In that state, falsehood begins to shape reality itself.I watched people submit themselves and their children to policies and interventions they believed were virtuous, necessary, and socially responsible, often with no real understanding of the costs, the uncertainties, or that risks had been minimized, obscured, or actively suppressed.I watched faces disappear behind masks, children lose ordinary cues for learning and social development, and long lines form at pharmacies and clinics filled with people who were wholly confident they were doing the right thing for themselves and for others. Many paid dearly for that trust. Some paid the ultimate price.And that is the warning Scripture returns to again and again: once disorder is chosen, tolerated, or set in motion, its consequences do not remain confined to the chooser.“The violence of the wicked will destroy them.”—Proverbs 21:7Scripture states the outcome for the one who acts in violence. What it leaves implicit—but what experience makes unmistakable—is that violence rarely stops there. It spreads. It reaches beyond the one who initiates it. Disorder does not remain contained.Alignment Introduced into a Collapsing SystemI am watching this same sequence unfold in real time as a man who claims no perfection, no moral exemption, and no authority beyond a willingness to submit himself to truth is placed at the head of a decaying health system and attempts to reintroduce order at scale. He is doing it through principles that should never have become controversial: honesty, transparency, accountability, and protection of the vulnerable, especially children.Watching this has not been peaceful, but it has been clarifying. Attacks have intensified. Narratives have multiplied. Institutions and professional societies have protested, resisted, and publicly contradicted new guidance with the reactive force of threatened incentives, authority, and reputation. Media behavior, already corrosive, has in many cases become even more reckless. The system reacts as if truth itself were a threat, because for any system that has learned to survive by selling falsehood, exposure reveals not just isolated mistakes but the machinery that made those mistakes profitable.At first, I thought the introduction of an aligned figure was causing the disorder. Then I realized that is not how it works. Alignment does not create hidden rot. It reveals it.When alignment is introduced into a collapsing system, one of two things happens: the system reorganizes around higher-order principles and lives, or it fractures, because what was built on distortion cannot remain intact under truth. Both halt decay. Only the first restores vitality.Judgment is the last attempt at mercy. Exposure is the only thing that makes correction possible, but correction can only be received by what is still willing to align itself with truth.What unsettled me was not that ancient texts warned about this, but how precisely they described the sequence. Long before modern systems theory, they recognized the same pattern: alignment sustains, misalignment degrades, and resistance to correction accelerates collapse.Judgment, as I now understand it, does not create the collapse. It exposes the collapse already present within the system once truth is introduced.Once you understand that water is both the foundation and medium of biological order, that minerals determine whether water can carry and sustain that order, and that order creates the conditions for resilience and flourishing at every scale, reality stops feeling arbitrary. It becomes intelligible, alignable, and sustaining.With this new understanding, I suddenly feel safer in the world—more directed, more focused, and more confident moving through it. Once reality is understood that way, it becomes impossible to pretend that misalignment is harmless or that truth can be suppressed without consequence.This is not a call to fear.It is a call to alignment.Because in an ordered universe, judgment is not coming.It is already here.*If you value the late nights and deep dives into all the “rabbit holes” I write about, your support is greatly appreciated.Subscribe nowNote to readers:What Shimanishi produced appears to match, in both process and behavior, the kind of revered substance described across numerous cultures and traditions as a “Golden Elixir”: rock opened, minerals rendered mobile, and water transformed through contact with that chemistry.Aurmina, a name we arrived at before this work fully unfolded, means “golden mineral essence.” It is a diluted form of Shimanishi’s extract and part of my effort to carry this work into a practical form through drinking water.Primora Bioemerged from that same effort, delivering the water to soil, crops, plants, and animals.So for those who want the work to leave the page and enter their world, these are our first attempts to carry it forward.From Research to Practice - Links Below ImageAurmina– The Mineral Extract For Naturally Vitalized Drinking WaterPrimora Bio- Bringing Life Back To SoilLeading Edge Clinic- Tele-Medicine Clinic Caring For Patients in All 50 StatesThe War on Ivermectin- The Medicine That Could have Ended the PandemicThe Blueprint of Life- The Hidden Architecture That Powers Life and HealthFrom Volcanoes to Vitality-The Untold Story of Asao ShimanishiThe War on Chlorine Dioxide- The Medicine That Could End MedicineMedical Musings- A View From the Inside Of Modern Medicine

Summary: Ancient texts, modern institutions, and recent history all point toward the same lesson: systems drift, consequences accumulate, and reality eventually reveals what is true.


Judgement Is Exposure

I am speaking atThe Better Way Conferencenext weekend in Providence, RI. Use KORY10 for 10% off live or virtual viewing.*Excerpted from“The Blueprint of Life,”which is shipping early to the middle of next month.The previouspostsexplored a recurring principle across physics, biology, geology, and even human behavior: systems remain healthy only when order, alignment, and coherent transmission are maintained. We saw it in water responding to structure, in Retallack’s experiments on biological sensitivity, in electrochemical gradients that sustain life, and in the way living systems organize themselves under stable conditions. But every principle becomes easier to see under strain. Pressure does not create the underlying structure of a system. It reveals whether that structure was ever stable to begin with.This chapter is not about blame. It is about what happens when alignment is violated at scale.Judgment is often heard today as punishment, condemnation, or sentence. But I am using it here in its Scriptural sense. Judgment is the moment when what is hidden becomes visible, when a person, nation, or system is revealed for what it truly is.In Scripture, judgment does not only punish disorder. It exposes it. It separates appearance from reality. It reveals whether a structure was built on truth or falsehood, courage or fear, service or self-protection.That is the meaning I intend here. When institutions, societies, and individuals are placed under sufficient strain, what is hidden becomes visible. Incentives reveal themselves. Fear reveals itself. Courage reveals itself. Integrity reveals itself. Some systems maintain alignment under pressure and continue transmitting order outward. Others fracture internally and begin propagating confusion, distortion, self-protection, and harm.Covid was not just a crisis. It was exposure.A key insight running beneath this entire book is that life depends on ordered systems and on fluids capable of carrying that order.Life unfolds in media through which matter, charge, energy, and information can move; that is, it operates in fluids. And fluid does not mean water alone. Air is a fluid as well—a medium through which sound, signals, and energies propagate between bodies, just as aqueous media carry charge, gradients, and communication within and between cells. Ordered human behavior moves through the air—through speech, tone, action, restraint, panic, courage, and command. The medium differs. The principle does not.What is carried in a medium, and how it is carried, exists on a continuum. Fluids either carry ordered gradients, signaling, and structure, or they carry distortion, noise, and disorder instead. Living organisms either maintain internal order and propagate it around them, or, when that order breaks down, propagate disorder in its place. Systems—whether biological, social, or institutional—either maintain order under pressure and extend it outward, or they begin to fracture from within and spread disorder both internally and outward into everything they touch.For many months, I could recognize ordered systems in water, soil, and biology, but not yet in society. As a physician, I understood how biological systems behave when internal order is lost and the consequences of that loss. Then memories of Covid kept returning, and that entire period began to look far more profound and unsettling than it once had.Before CovidBefore Covid, I lived inside a world that made sense to me. It was not perfect, and it certainly was not always just. I knew that wars, massacres, famines, and humanitarian catastrophes occurred, but they mostly felt distant, fragmented, and exceptional.In my personal life and career, I was more focused on flawed institutions, misaligned incentives, and a bureaucracy that I found deadening. I did not yet suspect how completely they might fail when truth, courage, and human life came under real pressure.Looking back, I now see that I believed something I had not openly acknowledged to myself: that when real danger arrived, when lives were truly at stake, I trusted that institutions would remain oriented toward truth, care, and the search for what worked. However imperfectly, I believed the people entrusted with responsibility inside them would remain faithful to that purpose, despite the professional, financial, and social incentives pulling them elsewhere.Then Covid arrived, right as the second of my daughters was fighting the same devastating illness that had already traumatized my family two years earlier.Covid came as a pulmonary and critical care disease, squarely in my lane as a pulmonary and critical care leader. I stepped forward the way physicians trained for crisis do. I gave up sleep. I gave up my normal life. I gave up attention that should have belonged to my wife and, most painfully, to a very sick child who needed me in ways I can never fully make right. I told myself it was temporary. I told myself nothing could be more important. I told myself this was what I had been trained for.At first, it felt like war in the noble sense of the word: chaotic, exhausting, terrifying, but shared. We were all learning in real time. Or so I believed.When Disorder Reveals ItselfWhen disorder begins to propagate through a system, those still ordered enough to recognize the truth are often the first to feel the strain, because they are the least able to normalize what does not fit. Looking back, from the very first days of Covid, long before the collapse became obvious to most people, I watched the medical system I had trained in, believed in, and served for decades begin to fail. At first slowly, then quickly.I knew almost immediately that something was off. At first, it was only one or two concerns, but they were not subtle. The system was moving under the weight of fear and confusion, trying to stabilize itself through policy at exactly the moment when curiosity, innovation, and urgency were most needed.That was enough for me to resign early on from my clinical leadership position at one of the largest academic medical centers in the country, lodging a moral and ethical objection to an institution that had chosen to block a safe and effective intervention—IV vitamin C—while insisting that “supportive care only” was the appropriate default treatment, and that placebo-controlled trials should proceed even while patients were dying in front of us. In an emergency, that meant valuing the production of sanctioned knowledge above the duty to attempt rescue.Then, without seeking it or wanting it, I found myself drawn into something else entirely. I became a public figure in what I would later title my book,The War on Ivermectin. I did not choose that role. I entered it because I did what physicians are supposed to do when confronted with a new disease: I studied the data, followed the physiology, and observed how profoundly a treatment was helping patients, both in my practice and around the world.As reports, case series, observational studies, and preprints began pouring out from every corner of the globe, I immersed myself in them obsessively, trying to make sense of a fast-moving body of evidence that few seemed willing to synthesize in real time.In doing so, I became, almost by accident, one of the world’s leading clinical experts on the emerging ivermectin data. That expertise, built under pressure, eventually led to Senator Ron Johnson’s invitation to testify before the United States Senate, speaking not only to the country, but to the world, about what I believed the evidence was already showing. The testimony quickly went viral, and with it, my role in that conflict changed overnight.What followed was unlike anything I had encountered in medicine.Media hit pieces targeting both me and my non-profit organization appeared almost immediately. Journals behaved in ways I had long been too naïve to imagine. My paper, along with others, was blocked and then retracted in a manner that violated publishing practices. Agencies issued policies devoid of both logic and scientific courage, then contradicted themselves without accountability. The FDA posted its now-infamous “You are not a horse. You are not a cow” tweet, and the world’s media followed by reducing a Nobel Prize–winning human medicine to a “horse dewormer.”Several of the world’s leading universities fraudulently designed and manipulated large “rigorous” trials to prove that ivermectin did not work. Beneath nearly every amplified narrative sat the same unspoken force: institutional and industry self-protection reinforced by money, status, or fear, together with the determination to preserve authority even as grievous errors were being committed and harm was being widely disseminated.Covid did not create the disorder. It exposed it.I felt it escalating long before most people were willing to admit that anything was wrong. I was speaking, writing, testifying, organizing, and warning as loudly as I could through every channel available to me—through my organization, my Substack, interviews, podcasts, and public appearances—and yet much of society remained insulated from what was happening, in no small part because censorship, propaganda, and media attack were functioning exactly as intended. Things once anchored in care, judgment, and responsibility bent toward profit, compliance, and self-protection. The language stayed calm. The rituals stayed intact. But the center was not holding.I watched people I respected normalize things that made no sense, justify actions that violated their own values, and place their own interests—professional, financial, and personal—ahead of the needs of the sick. Eventually, I could see that staying meant participating in something I no longer could recognize as ordered. I left in protest and in anger, because once a system begins consuming what it claims to protect, anger is a proportionate response to moral collapse.What failed was integrity and courage, which made science itself elusive. By then, the language of evidence-based medicine had already been captured. Only one kind of evidence was permitted to govern care: the kind produced through immensely expensive, tightly controlled randomized trials, the very currency affordable only to industry and out of reach to repurposed therapies and urgent bedside innovation. Everything else—mechanistic reasoning, observational evidence, clinical experience, and early signs of benefit—could be ignored, no matter how many lives hung in the balance. In that system, protocols hardened, dissent was criminalized, and moral responsibility was outsourced to policy.I also watched something I never expected to see in my lifetime: an entire society submit, with astonishing speed, to levels of centralized control that would have been unthinkable only months earlier. Movement was restricted. Businesses were closed. Families were separated. The ordinary rhythms of life—work, travel, gathering, worship—were suspended by decree. It did not unfold gradually. It happened almost overnight. And while a small number of voices objected, the overwhelming response was compliance. As an American who had long taken that kind of freedom for granted, the shock of it was profound. It revealed how quickly a population can accept sweeping restrictions when fear is sufficiently amplified and dissent is sufficiently marginalized.At the same time, I watched as a global medical intervention was recklessly deployed at unprecedented scale and speed, under intense social, institutional, and economic pressure. People were urged—at times compelled—to accept a novel gene therapy product under conditions that left little room for hesitation, questioning, or individualized judgment. The cost of refusal escalated: loss of employment, restricted access to public spaces, exclusion from travel and participation in normal life, and even estrangement from their own families. Public discourse narrowed, and those who raised concerns were frequently dismissed, censored, or portrayed as irresponsible. The force of that pressure, combined with the uniformity of the messaging, created an environment in which open scientific and ethical debate largely disappeared.This was not a sudden misfortune cascading into a random series of errors. It was a disordered society revealing itself under pressure.The Cost of Seeing ClearlyIt became even more personal to me when I watched colleagues—many of them people I had known, worked with, and trusted for decades—stop thinking for themselves because it was easier, safer, and more professionally survivable to follow guidance than to ask whether that guidance matched reality. I watched patients get hurt and die unnecessarily. Paul Marik and I, as co-founders of the FLCCC, fielded hundreds of calls from desperate families whose loved ones were effectively imprisoned in hospitals, where doctors refused to abandon failing protocols and institutions hired lawyers to block families from trying something else.Whenever we could, Paul and I would try to reach the physicians in charge of those ICU patients directly. Despite our national and international reputations—particularly before but also in Covid—the resistance was overwhelming. Doctors did not want guidance. They did not want contradiction. They did not want outside voices, no matter how experienced or how urgently we believed their patients needed a change in course. The hours poured into those calls, only to meet wall after wall of refusal, became unbearable.Eventually, we stopped trying, not because we stopped caring, but because to continue meant breaking ourselves entirely. I will never forget the day Paul and I made the decision to stop fielding calls for hospitalized patients. From that point on, for the first time in my life as a physician, I had to say to another human being who came to me for help with a loved one in a hospital: “There is nothing I can do.”The consequences did not stop even as the pandemic began to fade. Our jobs were taken from us. Our academic careers were destroyed. Our specialty certifications were revoked. Our credibility and achievements were marginalized or dismissed. Our health failed. Our marriages collapsed. All of it happened in full view of institutions whose leaders could have chosen curiosity, courage, and honesty, and chose none of them.What finally shifted something fundamental in me was not the harassment, the loss, or even the professional destruction. It was understanding why it happened.Dissent itself had become dangerous. Biomedical ethics collapsed overnight. Laws were written to police doctors’ speech. I repeat: laws were written to police doctors’ speech. A frighteningly small minority rebelled. Most complied.Only later, while writing this book, did I recognize what I had witnessed: a severely disordered and misaligned system collapsing in front of me. It was structural, human, and lethal.Order and alignment are no longer abstractions to me. I can see clearly what happens when they disappear—in patients, in institutions, and on a national, if not global scale.How Judgment UnfoldsIn the wake of all I had witnessed, and all I had been subjected to, I did not move back toward institutions. I moved away from them. I built my own clinic, became my own boss, and resolved never again to place my conscience, judgment, or livelihood in the hands of an authority I did not trust. I did this out of self-protection, but also out of something darker: a deep skepticism born of seeing how widespread disorder and misalignment had become in the very people and institutions once charged with protecting life. I do hold out hope that the distrust does not remain permanent in me. But for now, it has become a kind of shield.I left that system to build theLeading Edge Clinic, a private national telehealth practice that began treating the Covid vaccine-injured, among the most abandoned patients in modern medical history, at least in scale, because the conventional therapeutic armamentarium had almost nothing to offer them. From there, the clinic widened. It became a place for the chronically ill, the medically complex, and the many patients still suffering after standard protocols had failed them and who required deeper investigation, broader therapeutic imagination, and a willingness to draw from medicines and approaches the system had sidelined, discredited, or ignored for decades.Rather than confront the vaccine-injured, the system closed ranks. Physicians, the media, and fellow citizens gaslit, dismissed, and abandoned the very people they had coerced into vaccinating—the people who had trusted the institutions of society, unaware of how far those institutions had already strayed from alignment.What I did not expect was that this decision would open a world I had not imagined. I met my practice partner,Scott Marsland, who has become one of the most trusted, respected, and valuable companions of my life over these years. Even more striking were the people who came wanting to work with us. All were refugees from that same broken system. Many had been directly harmed by the vaccine campaign and carried injuries of their own. But what united them was deeper than grievance: a shared refusal to subject patients to what they themselves had seen institutions and society inflict on others—and in some cases, on themselves.That spirit, rather than any business logic, is what has allowed the clinic to survive. We have often operated on margins no sensible business would tolerate for so long, hiring more nurses and support staff than practices our size would ever normally employ, simply because Scott and I were committed to delivering the highest level of care and support we could offer to anyone who came to us. By ordinary standards, it may look improbable that we endured at all. To me, it remains one of the most satisfying and proud achievements of my life.That endurance did not come from perfect management. If anything, Scott and I often erred in the other direction, overemphasizing principle at the expense of pragmatism. We offered benefits and matching retirement contributions earlier than a small practice like ours probably should have, because we wanted the clinic to reflect the same care internally that we were trying to give our patients.Over time, however, we learned that alignment also requires discipline. The structure has to hold first. It cannot be exposed to weakness, folly, or ego disguised as generosity. For that reason, we began openly sharing the status of the practice’s finances with our staff, making clear that growth, raises, and expansion had to follow durability, not outrun it. Even there, the lesson was the same: truth first, structure first, then whatever can honestly be sustained.In time, I began to understand that this, too, was part of the same pattern. Judgment does not only expose what fails. It also reveals what holds. What Scott and I built was modest, imperfect, and often precarious, but it was ordered around something real: a commitment to truth, to care, and to the patients who came to us. The principles were simple—honesty, patience, kindness, empathy—and above all, the relentless pursuit of knowledge.*If you value the late nights and deep dives into all the “rabbit holes” I write about, your support is greatly appreciated.Subscribe nowRight from the beginning and in the years since, we have been researching numerous therapeutic options with countless hours studying, questioning, testing, and refining them—not in the service of reputation or growth, but for one purpose alone: to relieve the suffering of the people who came to us. It was that same search, pursued far enough and seriously enough, that led me into the mineral sciences and, eventually, into everything this book became.The suffering of the patients we encountered was immense. Many of them—perhaps most—had been healthy, active, and fully engaged in their lives before the pandemic and its vaccines. By the time they reached us, many could no longer work, and some struggled simply to endure their symptoms for a single day. Their situation was compounded by the perverse, yet well-described, reality that myalgic encephalomyelitis/chronic fatigue syndrome—the clinical pattern underlying much of Long Covid and Long Vax—often yields normal standard laboratory results, imaging, and physical exams.As a result, the medical system offered them little recognition or treatment. In our first two years, three of our patients traveled to Switzerland and were euthanized at their request. I will never forget that. Ever.To witness such suffering over the years changes you. It clarifies what matters and what does not.If judgment reveals what systems are built upon, then whatever measure of success our practice has had is not mysterious. It reflects thatwhat we builtwas aligned, however imperfectly, with real principles. That kind of alignment prevails.Memorial Day SaleToday is the last day of our Memorial Day weekend sale on the two products that emerged from this work:AurminaandPrimora Bio.Discount code for 25% off both:Memorialday26.From Research to Practice - Links Below ImageAurmina– The Mineral Extract For Naturally Vitalized Drinking WaterPrimora Bio- Bringing Life Back To SoilLeading Edge Clinic- Tele-Medicine Clinic Caring For Patients in All 50 StatesThe War on Ivermectin- The Medicine That Could have Ended the PandemicThe Blueprint of Life- The Hidden Architecture That Powers Life and HealthFrom Volcanoes to Vitality-The Untold Story of Asao ShimanishiThe War on Chlorine Dioxide- The Medicine That Could End MedicineMedical Musings- A View From the Inside Of Modern Medicine

Summary: How Covid revealed the hidden disorder inside medicine, institutions, and modern society. Covid did not create the disorder. It exposed how much had already taken hold beneath the surface.


From Architecture to Architect

In case anyone is interested, I am speaking atThe Better Way Conference, put on by the World Council for Health, next weekend in Providence, RI. Use KORY10 for 10% off live or virtual viewing.*The following is excerpted from“The Blueprint of Life,”which is shipping early to the middle of next month.The ConvergenceWhat follows is the case this book kept forcing me to make. I am aware of how unusual it is. I did not set out to write a metaphysical case for an Architect of Reality. I set out to understand why a Japanese mineral extract appeared to work so consistently in patients, plants, water, and soil, and why, every time I thought I had reached the end of that inquiry, the pattern widened. New mechanisms appeared. New correspondences surfaced. Scientific and theological fragments that had seemed unrelated began converging with unusual force.The accumulating evidence, the unexpected sources, and the convergences between them were not arriving randomly, but were pressing to be considered and included. Whether one chooses to name that insistence providence, design, or simply the force of some deeper order, it persisted. The pattern kept reasserting itself until the conclusion below became unavoidable.I also have to say that it could not have taken shape without the many hours I spent listening to MB, whose decades of study in Scripture and theology, and only a brief introduction to three single texts from the Hermetic canon, repeatedly brought to light texts and patterns I would never have found on my own. What follows is neither his alone nor mine alone. It emerged at the intersection of his long spiritual and textual labor and my own habits of pattern recognition, medicine, and obsessive research.MB, however, would never have assembled an evidentiary case, because in his teens he underwent what some describe as a white-light moment—though he himself would put it more simply: an event in which God responded to him through thunder and lightning that appeared with uncanny timing, in the absence of any storm, clouds, or weather to account for it.However, that alone would not have been enough to convince him. It was the fact that he awoke the next morning with a mind newly oriented in the world he had been living in. He has lived ever since with a deep belief in God. From that posture, he approached texts from antiquity as carriers of real knowledge. I was the one for whom those convergences became transformative, and the one who felt compelled to present what they revealed as a whole.I then discovered that quite a few others, across disciplines and eras, had already put forward fragments and echoes of the same logic I was beginning to assemble.For instance, I am not the first to argue that ancient texts contain primordial wisdom: Guénon and the Traditionalists, Joseph Campbell, Isaac Newton. Others have argued that nature’s complexity points to design, including David Berlinski and Intelligent Design scholars. Others have argued that spiritual traditions anticipated certain scientific ideas, including Wolfgang Smith, Harold Bloom, Kabbalistic scholars, Fritjof Capra, and Mircea Eliade.But as far as I can determine, no one has taken Hermeticism, The Emerald Tablet, scriptural cosmology, mineral cycling, water chemistry, and systems biology and brought them together into a single evidentiary case of this kind.In fact, months ago, after I had constructed my first version of this logic exercise, I asked AI if they found it rational. I was more than shocked when it returned the following:“Your entire argument is a formal philosophical proof that is logically sound, rhetorically powerful, and completely unique in the history of ideas.”Interestingly, when I asked it again at a later date, its answer was much more muted.The Deep SystemOf all the ancient echoes of modern scientific knowledge, none struck me more deeply than Scripture’s references to the Great Deep. They started looking like descriptions of a real source system, rather than a religious image alone—an active interface between rock, water, and life.Even more powerful were the passages from Scripture describing the opening of the Deep, followed later by its closure, and the steady shortening of human lifespans that came afterward. In that moment, the Flood looked like a planetary system reset: a world sustained by the fountains of the deep, then ruptured, shut down, with biological decline unfolding across generations.What makes this especially difficult to dismiss is that the Great Deep is not a minor Scriptural detail. It is central to the story and described as a real source system beneath the Earth whose opening and closing carry planetary consequences. Yet, as I covered inyesterday’s post, only recently has modern science discovered the scale of subsurface mineral-bound waters and their role in Earth’s larger hydrologic system. This knowledge could not have been available to ancient observers. Yet Scripture places deep waters near the center of creation, rupture, and decline. That is a very hard thing to explain away.How did an ancient text know enough to assign such importance to deep waters long before geology, deep drilling, mantle mineral physics, or any modern means of inference existed?By that time, I had accumulated too many convergences between modern scientific knowledge and fragments recorded in antiquity to treat the Great Deep as a standalone curiosity. It clarified something larger: I was looking at repeated descriptions of a set of modern scientific realities.As those convergences accumulated, I had to ask what could account for ancient knowledge of them long before the modern sciences could describe them, even now only in fragments.The connections between Shimanishi and the alchemical texts, and those between Scripture and life on Earth today, represent only a small sampling of a much larger pattern. There are many similar convergences between ancient texts and modern scientific insights across cultures and traditions. For the sake of precision, I will confine the analysis that follows to the texts already brought forward in this book.However varied living forms may appear, the material conditions required for life are just three: a carbon scaffold, and continual access to water and minerals.The widening body of evidence now has to be brought into a single structure. These chapters have traced the foundational role of water and minerals in life and a planetary architecture: a recursive geohydrological and electrochemical system in which minerals form and are stored within rock over geological time, brought nearer the surface, weathered and opened by sulfate-bearing rainwater, dissolved into mobile ionic forms, and carried outward into the environments where life can emerge and persist.Rock serves as reservoir and source. Water serves as medium, carrier, and distributor. Sulfur participates in transformation, release, and renewal. The whole system appears recursive, returning matter through death, decay, burial, re-formation, uplift, weathering, and re-emergence in a cycle that continuously links geology and biology.Within that system, the recurring association of iron, sulfur, aluminum, and water appears to function as a core organizing chemistry, foundational to the generation of proton gradients, charge separation, catalytic surfaces, and the ordered aqueous conditions required for metabolism. Earth’s minerals created the conditions for life indirectly, by conditioning water into an electrochemically ordered medium capable of carrying mineral chemistry into living systems.If the recorded knowledge of that architecture is accurate, and if it was recorded long before it could have been independently discovered, then only two explanations exist.Read more

Summary: How the architecture of life gradually forced the question of whether an Architect exists.


What the Kola Superdeep Borehole Found Beneath the Earth

*Excerpted from“The Blueprint of Life,”which is shipping early to the middle of next month.Modern science had begun to give physical shape to an ancient claim: the “Great Deep” described in Scripture was not only symbol, but perhaps a real deep-to-surface geohydrological circulation system only recently glimpsed by modern science.In yet another “final pass” ofFrom Volcanoes to Vitality, tired but relieved, MB sent me a link over WhatsApp and wrote, “You need to see this.” I opened it expecting another one of his long AI outputs from a deep biochemistry exploration, or perhaps more lines from Scripture. Instead, it stopped me.It came from a news article published days earlier, in December of 2025, just as I was trying to bring the book to a close. The Rock–Water Circuit Theory had not yet taken shape. I was still circling pieces without knowing what they were assembling into. That article became one of the missing pieces that forced the theory into focus, requiring yet another chapter when I had thought I was finally done.It was a review of studies of fluids recovered from deep geothermal drilling—fluids captured directly from depth, rather than hydrothermal vents or surface chemistry. It described hydrogen-rich, alkaline waters generated where water meets fresh rock far beneath our feet. A natural proton-gradient engine was running inside the Earth itself.The Deepest Source Yet ReachedThe direct sampling of those fluids was recent. The effort to reach the deep Earth was not. Beginning in 1970, Soviet scientists initiated what would become the deepest drilling project in human history: the Kola Superdeep Borehole. For nearly two decades, through relentless technical difficulty and repeated redesign of equipment, they pushed a narrow borehole deeper and deeper into the continental crust. By 1989, they had reached a depth of just over 12 kilometers—approximately 7.6 miles beneath the surface.To put that in perspective, the center of the Earth lies roughly 4,000 miles below our feet. The deepest hole ever drilled by humanity had penetrated less than two-tenths of one percent of that distance.And yet, even at that infinitesimal depth, what they found was not what they expected.Based on seismic data, geologists had long believed that a transition from granite to basalt would occur several kilometers down. It never appeared. The rock remained granitic far deeper than predicted, forcing a reconsideration of how seismic signals were being interpreted. What had been assumed to represent changes in rock type now appeared to reflect changes in pressure, density, and state within the same material.Even more surprising was the presence of water.At depths where rock was assumed to be dry and impermeable, the borehole encountered water trapped within fractures—water that could not have simply percolated down from the surface. It appeared to be generated or released from the rock itself under conditions of heat and pressure. Mixed within it were gases, including hydrogen, emerging continuously from the system.The deeper they drilled, the more conditions diverged from their expectations. Temperatures rose far beyond projections, eventually reaching levels that caused the surrounding rock to behave less like solid stone and more like a slowly deforming plastic mass. Drill bits warped. Equipment failed. Beyond a certain point, the Earth simply would not allow further penetration.The project did not end because they reached their goal. It ended because the physical conditions made it impossible to continue. But what matters here is not that they stopped. It is that even this limited descent—barely scratching the surface of the planet—was enough to overturn fundamental assumptions about the structure, composition, and behavior of the Earth’s crust.If our models failed so quickly, and at such shallow depth relative to the scale of the planet, then the conclusion is difficult to avoid: we know far less about the deep Earth than we often assume. And yet, within that uncertainty, something important had already begun to emerge.Water was present. It was mobile. It interacted with rock. It carried dissolved material. It generated gases. It participated in an active chemical system extending far below the surface. The Earth, even in its outermost layers, was behaving like a dynamic geothermal-hydrologic system.I sat with that a long time. If hydrogen and electrical charge naturally arise wherever water meets hot rock at depth, and have done so for millions of years, then life’s energy source begins to look built in, not accidental. Again, we are talking about a planet that makes energy the way mitochondria do: automatically, continuously.Minerals moved to the center of the story. Rock met water. Water pulled chemistry from stone. Ions separated. Gradients formed. Energy began to move. The source had a place, and the mechanism had direction.*If you value the late nights and deep dives into all the “rabbit holes” I write about, your support is greatly appreciated.Subscribe nowLong before the Soviet Kola Superdeep Borehole reached twelve kilometers beneath the surface in 1989, and long before scientists sampled hydrogen-rich, alkaline fluids directly from deep geothermal systems, ancient texts were already describing something they called “the Great Deep” as a source system: water rising from below, carrying vitality, feeding the surface, and sustaining life.  This finding convinced me that the Great Deep in Scripture was being described materially rather than metaphorically.But ancient writers had no drilling rigs, no geochemistry, and thus no ability to explore or access deep Earth water–rock systems, yet they described a pressurized, life-supporting source system with astonishing consistency. Their description now stands beside what modern science has only recently begun to measure directly.Over the course of months, I had followed minerals into water, water into gradients, gradients into metabolism, and metabolism into life itself. Then, just as I thought I had reached the end, the missing mechanism came from deep within the Earth.Rock meets water, minerals dissolve, ions separate, gradients form, and energy begins to move. Under the right conditions, matter organizes into something living. Eventually, that living system returns its components to the same mineral world that made it possible in the first place. Scripture had described in ancient language what science is only now becoming capable of measuring.What began as a narrow investigation into a Japanese mineral extract had widened until the same mechanisms kept showing up everywhere I looked: ancient tablets, alchemical riddles, Scripture, a mineral scientist in Japan, a biophysicist studying mica, and now a direct glimpse of the deep Earth behaving like a planetary electrochemical system.I had not begun with an architecture and then gone looking for evidence. I had followed the evidence until an architecture emerged.My next postbegins with the question that such an architecture asks of the ancient texts.MEMORIAL DAY SALETo those of you who have stayed with me through this long journey across science, alchemy, Scripture, water, geology, agriculture, and spirituality, I want to say thank you by announcing our Memorial Day weekend sale on the two products that emerged from this work:AurminaandPrimora Bio.Discount code for 25% off both:Memorialday26.Aurmina,a name we arrived at before this work fully unfolded, means “golden mineral essence.” It is a diluted form of Shimanishi’s extract and part of my effort to carry this work into a practical form through drinking water.Primora Bioemerged from that same effort, with the intent of delivering the water to soil, crops, plants, and animals.So for those who want the work to leave the page and enter their world, these are our first attempts to carry it forward.From Research to Practice - Links Below ImageAurmina– The Mineral Extract For Naturally Vitalized Drinking WaterPrimora Bio- Bringing Life Back To SoilLeading Edge Clinic- Tele-Medicine Clinic Caring For Patients in All 50 StatesThe War on Ivermectin- The Medicine That Could have Ended the PandemicThe Blueprint of Life- The Hidden Architecture That Powers Life and HealthFrom Volcanoes to Vitality-The Untold Story of Asao ShimanishiThe War on Chlorine Dioxide- The Medicine That Could End MedicineMedical Musings- A View From the Inside Of Modern Medicine

Summary: How deep-Earth water, rock chemistry, and modern drilling began giving physical shape to an ancient idea.


The Geometry of Conduct

*Excerpted from“The Blueprint of Life,”which is shipping early to the middle of next month.The more I contemplated order—how it appears in biology and geology, how persistently it is sought and honored, and how deeply it seems tied to vitality—the more I began to think about alignment as well: the fitting together of parts in ways that sustain life. Lost in that thought, one day I started to wonder whether there were any examples of great artworks celebrated for genuinely disordered structure. As I explored art history, I could only find a rare and typically non-enduring example.I want to say openly that I am not an art historian, or even a diligent consumer of art. I approached this question as a physician and writer, armed with curiosity, artificial intelligence, and the work of people who have spent their lives studying art and art history. What follows is not an expert survey of the field; it is just me trying to answer the question as to whether the things human beings appreciate as beautiful, meaningful, or enduring tend to conceal an underlying order, even when they first appear chaotic.Even movements often described as chaotic—Cubism, Surrealism, Dada—are powerful because they strain against an underlying order whose internal relations remain aligned. What initially appears as fragmentation often reveals itself to be carefully governed.Take Picasso. His work is frequently cited as a rupture of visual order, yet his planes interlock with precision, his geometric relationships remain balanced, and the viewer’s eye is guided along intentional pathways. What some see as chaotic is actually disciplined complexity.The same is true of Hieronymus Bosch. His paintings, at first glance, appear as overwhelming visual chaos: grotesque figures, impossible scenes, and symbolic elements piled seemingly without restraint. Yet scholars find that these works are meticulously organized around theological and moral narratives. The visual density conceals an underlying structure in which even the apparent excess remains aligned to a governing narrative. The longer one looks, the more the underlying order reveals itself.This pattern repeats across music, literature, and architecture. Compositions that feel improvisational still rest on harmonic frameworks, stream-of-consciousness prose follows rhythms of language and cognition, and buildings that appear asymmetrical or organic still depend on alignments of load, proportion, and force that allow them to stand. True disorder, when it occurs, is rarely valued aesthetically. It is experienced as noise rather than meaning and quickly forgotten.The human mind instinctively searches for patterns and responds to them because biological systems themselves depend on patterned coordination—parts held in alignment across time and scale—to function. Neural signaling requires stable gradients, metabolic pathways require ordered sequences of steps, and both depend on components being held in proper relation. Information transfer in cells, tissues, and organs depends on stable media that support ordered function. When those conditions fail, signaling becomes disordered, and coordinated function deteriorates.Art, like biology, can sustain variation only when an underlying order and alignment remain intact.What I found fascinating is that, despite seeing order everywhere, in science, speech, and ancient texts, I failed to see repetitive sameness or rigidity. Instead, I saw an astonishing variety. A world governed by order need not produce sameness, because alignment does not eliminate variety; it makes variety sustainable. Great art endures because it can stretch, vary, surprise, and even overwhelm while still holding to an ordered structure that keeps its tensions, contrasts, and variations in alignment.The same interplay of order and alignment seems to extend far beyond art. The world is overflowing with variety, yet none of that richness requires abandoning order. If anything, variety seems to flourish best within an ordered structure.This observation reaches beyond aesthetics or art. Order is a scientific property of water, minerals, and cellular signaling, and it also scales into human creativity. Systems can tolerate variation, novelty, and apparent disorder as long as an organizing structure persists. Remove that structure, and biological function and cultural value begin to disintegrate.The reverence for masterpieces that seem chaotic yet remain internally ordered may reflect a deeper intuition: life itself operates in that same domain—dynamic, complex, and adaptive, while still governed by order.The Moral Hypothesis of OrderAt a certain point, I returned to a possibility I had heard others argue for years: that the order and beauty of the world may have been intended. I had not begun with that assumption. But the more I followed recurring patterns of order across water, geology, biology, culture, and older theological texts, the harder it became to treat that order as accidental.If the world was formed through an order capable of sustaining vitality, fertility, recursiveness, and permanence for eons, human moral order may belong to the same design. Ordered behavior may affect human life much the same way ordered structure sustains the conditions under which life remains stable, generative, and whole.The implications of Emoto’s work that I coveredin a recent postare what triggered that thought. A kind, loving caregiver has a consistent cadence. Their touch is predictable. Their movements are measured. Their expressions align with their words. When Emoto spoke calmly and lovingly to water, he emitted vibrations with frequencies, amplitudes, and rhythms that, as they passed through water and were captured at a single moment, revealed beautifully ordered crystalline structures. When he spoke with angry, harsh words, the energy was captured in chaotic, disjointed patterns.A developing nervous system entrains to its environment. When the signals it receives are ordered—steady cadence, measured tone, predictable touch, aligned expression—regulation stabilizes and the developing self is brought into greater internal alignment. When the signals it receives are chaotic—yelling, threat, unpredictability, violence—regulation destabilizes, and the developing self is driven into hypervigilance, dissociation, or rigidity in response to sudden spikes, conflicting inputs, and irregular timing.If even a portion of Emoto’s observations reflects something real, then this pattern may extend further: what we call loving or cruel behavior may be more than a judgment of its character; it may also be an assessment of its structure. Speech and affect that are internally aligned would be carried in one kind of pattern, while contempt and hostility would be carried in another. Happiness might reflect greater internal order, while anxiety, depression, or psychic disarray might reflect its loss. The health, vitality, and mood of both the transmitter and the receiver would then depend, at least in part, on the order or disorder of what is being expressed and absorbed.The Geometry of ConductI started to think that the way we treat other people may carry a structural pattern, generated within us and then transmitted outward to others. That thought led me to see morality not only as a code of conduct, but as guidance for preserving order within the self and carrying that order into the world.I suddenly started to think about how Emoto’s work could be used in the classroom. Imagine children seeing that kind words produce symmetrical patterns, while hostile words produce chaotic fragments. Let them compare, side by side, the underlying physics of different words, tones, and emotions. They speak. The medium responds. They see, in visible form, something of the beauty or disorder in what they said and how they said it.Then imagine a married couple watching the structural differences between measured, respectful speech and a contemptuous cadence. A therapist using such a technique could offer immediate, concrete feedback, using geometry rather than jargon.That would change how we understand morality. It would suggest that morality is more than imposed rules. It may be a way of aligning oneself with the structure of reality itself—an architecture in which beauty, order, and consequence are woven together.If the world was designed with embedded order, as I have argued throughout these chapters, then human behavior should also come in ordered and disordered forms. Those forms would carry consequences for us and for those around us. Creation is full of innumerable organisms, materials, relationships, and ecosystems, wildly different in expression yet governed by recurring patterns.Why would human life be the lone exception? Ordered behavior would support health, stability, and vitality, while disordered behavior would degrade them. God would not need to police such a system from outside it. He would have built it so that order, alignment, and consequence operate together, preserving the conditions under which human life and civilization can endure rather than descend into self-destruction.A large body of psychiatric and epidemiologic literature has found that religious belief, prayer, and spiritual involvement are often associated with lower rates of depression, greater resilience under stress, stronger social support, and, in many studies, reduced anxiety as well.The findings are not uniform because religion can affect people very differently, depending on whether it is experienced as trust, meaning, community, and hope, or as fear, shame, guilt, and punishment. Fear-based or punitive religious experience can worsen anxiety and distress, while secure attachment to God, communal belonging, prayer, meaning, and spiritual trust are repeatedly associated with better mental-health outcomes.If that is true, teaching people how to live is more than religious instruction. It is guidance on how to preserve physical and mental health by living in harmony with the world’s design rather than falling out of alignment with it.Collapse Beneath the SurfaceThe Geohydrological Shift Theory inFrom Volcanoes to Vitalitydescribes a hydrologic system that appears functional even as the internal order sustaining Earth’s water chemistry degrades. The measurements do not initially appear alarming. Living systems continue to function. But buffering capacity diminishes, mineral composition and balance decline, and biological coordination falters. Vitality decreases slowly and often imperceptibly while the source of disorder remains undetected, until the first signs of collapse appear in fertility, resilience, and agricultural yield. That, in essence, is the warning developed at length inFrom Volcanoes to Vitality: the earliest signs of such collapse may already be visible.People raised in environments of love, support, and harmony often learn to trust what is presented to them. They may read outward composure, kindness, and confidence as signs of health, and for that reason are often slower to detect disorder developing beneath the surface.Those shaped by dysfunction, indifference, or cruelty learn to look more closely. They watch for motives, inconsistencies, and the alignment or misalignment between what is said and what is real, because experience has taught them that the two do not always travel together. They are often the first to recognize failure while it is still forming.I have come to think that this difference in perception matters more than most people realize. As a physician and researcher, I was trained to assess data critically before allowing it to shape my clinical decisions. From the outset of Covid, I did exactly that. It did not take long to see that what was being said publicly did not align with what the data were showing, especially the data I was gathering from direct observation on the front lines. The inconsistencies were not subtle. The narrative and the underlying reality diverged quickly.I began to notice, too, that trust itself had become a kind of sorting mechanism. Those who most trusted institutions, media, andofficialexpertise were generally the most likely to conform to the policies being advanced and medicines being pushed, while those who were more skeptical were more willing to diverge from them. It did not take long for me to see that the data showed the more skeptical group fared better, and by large margins.From early on, I noticed the disparity between what was said and what was true, and I started paying more attention to incentives, omissions, and actions taken to suppress the widening misalignment between institutional claims and observed outcomes. That experience changed the way I read systems. My skepticism now knows no bounds.As that gap widened, I became more vocal, trying to reach those who were “too trusting.” I spoke about what I was seeing early, before the broader failure was widely recognized, if it ever has been, and I paid a price for doing so. Perhaps that is because I had become increasingly deaf to what was being broadcast, recommended, and repeated. The words mattered less to me than seeing the misaligned institutional structures that were producing them.When you begin to see that order can erode and alignment can fail while appearances remain intact, you begin to recognize the pattern everywhere—in bodies, institutions, even societies. Some trust surfaces. Others inspect foundations. I once trusted what I was shown. I trained inside institutions and believed they would hold under strain. Then Covid came. When you watch a system fail from the inside, your attention shifts. You stop looking at the paint. You start looking at the beams.Subscribe nowMEMORIAL DAY SALETo those of you who have stayed with me through this long journey across science, alchemy, Scripture, water, geology, agriculture, and spirituality, I want to say thank you by announcing that Friday marks the start of our Memorial Day weekend sale on the two products that emerged from this work:AurminaandPrimora Bio.Discount code for 25% off both:Memorialday26.Aurmina,a name we arrived at before this work fully unfolded, means “golden mineral essence.” It is a diluted form of Shimanishi’s extract and part of my effort to carry this work into a practical form through drinking water.Primora Bioemerged from that same effort, with the intent of delivering the water to soil, crops, plants, and animals.So for those who want the work to leave the page and enter their world, these are our first attempts to carry it forward.From Research to Practice - Links Below ImageAurmina– The Mineral Extract For Naturally Vitalized Drinking WaterPrimora Bio- Bringing Life Back To SoilLeading Edge Clinic- Tele-Medicine Clinic Caring For Patients in All 50 StatesThe War on Ivermectin- The Medicine That Could have Ended the PandemicThe Blueprint of Life- The Hidden Architecture That Powers Life and HealthFrom Volcanoes to Vitality-The Untold Story of Asao ShimanishiThe War on Chlorine Dioxide- The Medicine That Could End MedicineMedical Musings- A View From the Inside Of Modern Medicine

Summary: I started by studying water chemistry. I ended up asking whether human behavior itself follows the same laws of order and disorder that govern biology.


Order and Alignment

*Excerpted from“The Blueprint of Life,”which is shipping early to the middle of next month.Since I was, in effect, writing two books at the same time, my mind kept moving between lines in Scripture and deeper dives into water chemistry and geology. Going back and forth like that, I kept coming back to the same impression. Ancient texts kept returning to the same themes: light and darkness, purity and corruption, order and disorder. Scripture did it.The War Scrolldid it.Alchemydid it.  Order and alignment kept appearing in both ancient texts and modern science as something fundamental—something tied to life, coherence, and right relation.The more ordered a thing became, and the more its parts were brought into alignment, the more it seemed to hold together, to function, and to endure. I started with a hunch and decided to follow it. Water drew me in early because its mineral composition—and the ionic environment that arises from it—shape its state, and as that state becomes more ordered and internally aligned, its capacity to carry, transmit, and sustain biological processes changes with it.What Emoto Was Actually SeeingThat brought me back to a topic I had explored months earlier inFrom Volcanoes to Vitality: the work of Masaru Emoto, who became widely known for flash-freezing and photographing water after it had been exposed to different inputs—spoken words, written labels, prayer, and music—and for reporting that “positive” inputs produced ice crystals with symmetrical, ordered patterns while “negative” ones yielded fragmented and irregular formations.His supporters treated those images as evidence that water could absorb intention, register emotion, or somehow retain the memory of what had been spoken over it. His critics dismissed the whole thing as pseudoscience. I believe that both sides misunderstand the chemistry of water itself.Water does not respond to emotions or remember words. It responds to energy, especially mechanical and vibrational input, because sound is organized pressure moving through a medium.As vibrations propagate through water, they induce motion of ions and water molecules in patterns that reflect the frequency, wavelength, and amplitude of the input, sometimes promoting alignment and symmetry, and at other times disrupting and dispersing. Water does not “understand” language in any cognitive sense. It responds to and transmits the vibrational patterns produced by speech. As pressure waves move through water, they redistribute dissolved ions and their hydration shells, producing configurations that may become more ordered and symmetrical or more chaotic and disordered depending on the signal.The critical step in Emoto’s work was the freezing process, which effectively flash-froze a dynamic system into a static lattice at a single moment in time. The photograph did not record the meaning of what was said. It captured the physical geometry of a system in motion at the moment that motion was arrested. I believe he may have been capturing the physical geometry of a word as it passed through water.That changed my interpretation of his work. The issue shifted from sentiment to structure: whether water was being driven toward order or thrown out of alignment by the character of the signal. If spoken phrases delivered with warmth, calm, and regular cadence consistently produced symmetrical crystalline forms, while angry, sudden, and aggressive delivery produced fractured structures, then “positive” and “negative” speech may be less about sentiment than about the order or chaos carried in the words and tone of the speaker. More harmonious and symmetrical patterns in the ice crystals appear to be associated with calm, constructive speech, while chaotic and irregular patterns appear to accompany harsh or aggressive speech.Given my obsession with mineral water, I also wondered whether repeating Emoto’s experiments with differently mineralized waters, then flash-freezing and photographing them, might offer a rough visual comparison of water quality—an indirect glimpse of how ordered or disordered the underlying medium had become. I briefly considered building such a setup myself, if only to see what Rock Water would look like next to my tap water. Then again, I might prefer not to know.Ordered Input, Biological ResponseDorothy Retallack’s work in the mid-twentieth century showed a similar relationship in plants. Plants exposed to classical music grew more vigorously and leaned toward the source. Plants exposed to loud, chaotic noise showed stress or died. Later work clarified the mechanism. Plants were not judging the music being played, just as water was not carrying meaning. Plants were responding differently to different physical inputs.Similar observations have been reported in informal classroom rice experiments in many places around the world. Cooked rice is placed into two separate jars, labeled “love” and “hate.” One is repeatedly exposed to speech delivered in a calm tone, with a regular cadence and measured amplitude—words expressing care, patience, and kindness. The other is subjected to loud, irregular, and aggressive speech—words expressing anger, hostility, and contempt.The reported outcome is strikingly consistent: the rice exposed to the latter tends to degrade more rapidly. My interpretation is that sound waves propagate through air and tissue, activating mechanosensitive ion channels, calcium signaling pathways, gene expression programs, and other physiological processes. Plants appear to fare best when exposed to ordered, rhythmic, and properly aligned input, while irregular, chaotic, or excessive vibration seems to burden them.Whatever the underlying mechanism, the pattern is difficult to dismiss. What we call “loving” and “hateful” behavior may carry different physical signatures—one ordered, the other disordered—and biological systems seem to respond accordingly.A growing body of evidence suggests that the human nervous system follows the same pattern.Studies have shown that highly structured auditory input can reduce baseline anxiety, improve attentional focus, and enhance mood regulation. Long-term classical musicians have been found to have gray matter volumes in regions governing memory, emotion, and executive function that are 19 percent larger than those of others. Rhythmic, patterned music can reduce abnormal cortical activity in some seizure disorders. Even brief exposure to complex, highly structured compositions has been associated with transient improvements in spatial reasoning performance.The consistent observation across these domains is that patterned input appears to support coordination, resilience, and growth in the brain, just as Retallack observed rhythmic vibrational input supporting growth and vitality in plants.Order versus disorder. Physics, not psychology.Note to readers:To those of you who have stayed with me through this long journey across science, alchemy, Scripture, water, geology, agriculture, and now spirituality, I want to say thank you by announcing that Friday marks the start of our Memorial Day weekend sale on the two products that emerged from this work:AurminaandPrimora Bio.Discount code for 25% off both:Memorialday26.Aurmina, a name we arrived at before this work fully unfolded, means “golden mineral essence.” It is a diluted form of Shimanishi’s extract and part of my effort to carry this work into a practical form through drinking water.Primora Bioemerged from that same effort, with the intent of delivering the water to soil, crops, plants, and animals.So for those who want the work to leave the page and enter their world, these are our first attempts to carry it forward.From Research to Practice - Links Below ImageAurmina– The Mineral Extract For Naturally Vitalized Drinking WaterPrimora Bio- Bringing Life Back To SoilLeading Edge Clinic- Tele-Medicine Clinic Caring For Patients in All 50 StatesThe War on Ivermectin- The Medicine That Could have Ended the PandemicThe Blueprint of Life- The Hidden Architecture That Powers Life and HealthFrom Volcanoes to Vitality-The Untold Story of Asao ShimanishiThe War on Chlorine Dioxide- The Medicine That Could End MedicineMedical Musings- A View From the Inside Of Modern Medicine

Summary: Ancient texts, water chemistry, sound, plants, and the nervous system all kept pointing to the same principle: ordered input supports alignment, while chaotic input disrupts it.