From the moment of my enlightenment about human reality—who we are and why we exist—the value I placed on my mortal existence upon Earth changed 180 degrees.
I no longer valued money, success, honor, glory, education, and the other things that you will come to think are worthy of life here upon Earth, the same as I did the moment before my transfiguration. How could I?
I knew that we are all equal people sharing an experience of life together on Earth, and that each person, including me, was the most important person in the universe.
I no longer saw myself as any one special above any other person. I lost all the value I had held believing that I belonged to God’s only true church and that I was special above other men because I had God’s authorized priesthood authority and they did not.
Nevertheless, I did not condemn another person for believing that they were special. Because, again, I knew that each person was the most important person in the universe; and although their normal brain didn’t allow them to know this about their Self. I knew it.
From that time forward, nobody could tell me anything of value … for me. I would listen to people talk about themselves and about their own life and smile, often repeating the same thought in my mind that I had after I left the temple the day of my change:
“These people don’t have a fucking clue what the Real Truth is!”
Although I thought this in my mind, I realized that it wasn’t their fault that they didn’t know the Real Truth. They weren’t supposed to.
I could not condemn another person for what brings them self-worth and value in their life. A person’s normal brain cannot remember anything about any existence that they might have lived before the one that they are living upon Earth. If everyone had a transfigured brain like mine, no one would value living upon Earth; and the reason and purpose for having a mortal experience upon Earth would lose its value and necessity. (I’ll explain more about the reason and purpose for living a mortal experience as I present the details of my own life through this autobiography.)
Because I now understood that there was no outside influence making me do things that I think are good (God), or one that was making me do bad things (the devil), I understood that there was no such thing as right and wrong; that what was right for one might very well be wrong for another.
I understood that a normal person would value the worth of their Self based upon the things that they were experiencing and on the things that they could remember from their past experience. And since no one thought that their experiences on Earth were actually the dream experiences of their True Self—a person of a much higher intelligence than they could possibly imagine with their normal brain—everyone valued their Self on what was happening upon Earth.
Later you will learn more about your Great-Grandfather, Michael J. Nemelka. He is my dad and one of your parent’s grandfathers. He is the perfect example that I will use to show how a person can gain self-worth and value from believing that he belongs to God’s only true church and has God’s power in priesthood authority. Great-grandpa Nemelka would become a Bishop in the LDS/Mormon Church. He would gain great self-worth and value from his extensive and numerous mortal family of twelve children, 40 plus grandchildren, and I haven’t a clue how many great-grandchildren, of which you would be included.
Like everyone, my dad was a good man. He was a compassionate and kind man to others in need. He was a crucial part of my upbringing and early life. The decisions he made for me would affect the rest of my life and prepare me for my brain’s transfiguration. I will share a lot more about what my own father did that prepared me to be whom I have become later.
Some might claim that because of what my father did, it caused me to become crazy and disconnected from reality; that what happened to me in 1987 had nothing to do with a supernatural event (supernatural: [of a manifestation or event] attributed to some force beyond scientific understanding or the laws of nature), but was the result of my early childhood. Those who claim this would very wrong, but there is a lot of logical evidenced that would back up this claim.
Before 1987, I was just as normal as anyone else. I was valuing my Self on the same things upon which every other normal person might value their own Self. My father had taught me that religion (as taught by the LDS/Mormon Church) was the most important thing upon which we should base our life experience. When I was a freshman in High School, attending Mira Mesa High located in San Diego, California, I made the varsity basketball team. I had these natural skills. My uncle was a professional player and very well known as an All-American athlete. It was not hard to see that I had a natural athletic ability similar to his, so the Nemelka family assumed I would be the next great athlete in the family.
At the invitation of my High School coach, I tried out for a national basketball tournament team. This was the way that college scouts could get to know and track young basketball players throughout their High School basketball careers. Any freshman could try out for the team, but had to be recommended by their High School coach. Many tried out the first day.
The coaches who chose the team had all these young kids dribble a basketball and make a layup. From doing that, they chose about 30 of us. They then divided us up into the positions according to our height and had us do other drills. We had a couple more practices. I had made the team of about twelve players as the number two prospect from San Diego, but I needed my parents’ permission to travel with the team to play in the national tournament. My dad came to one of the practices and spoke to the coach in private. After the conversation, the coach came out and cut me from the team, informing me that my father would let me join the team and travel … I believe we were headed to Chicago, Illinois … but I could not play on Sundays. The coach wouldn’t accept this limitation on my involvement.
Dejected, I left with my father and cried on the way home. He turned to me and said, “Son, I’m not going to let you play on Sunday. It’s more important to obey the Lord than play basketball.”
I was fourteen years old. I didn’t understand why my dad had taken from me an opportunity that most dad’s would have wanted for their talented son. From that time forward, I made it a point not to try hard to play basketball. Sure, it was easy for me to make the team and play, but I no longer cared to develop my natural talent for the game. I turned my athletic focus to football. (I’ll explain more about this later and how my dad would repeatedly block opportunities for me to excel in sports because of his faith in the Lord.)
And it would come to pass that some would think that because of my father’s lack of support of my worldly ability to play sports, that on June 16, 1987, as I struggled with a faith that gave me value, I somehow experienced a nervous breakdown that neurologically formulated a new source of value for my Self that my father had taken away from me in sports.
Many times throughout the years that I have been involved with the Marvelous Work and a Wonder®, I wished that this was the case; that somehow, everything that I had experienced and was experiencing was an invention of my own ego and brain bringing value to my life where I had lost it. At any moment I would have embraced this and sought the appropriate mental help to help me be normal again. But the facts of my life simply do not add up to this conclusion.
But there is another way of looking at my experience as a mental breakdown that led to my brain compensating for the loss of the value I received from being a member of the LDS/Mormon Church. As I mentioned above, after my transfiguration, “I no longer valued money, success, honor, glory, education and the other things that you will come to think are worthy of life here upon Earth.”
It could easily be surmised and diagnosed by the educated Ministers (Doctors) of Psychology that because I had given up all worldly pursuits in order to serve God, and that I then found out that God was not real because of my experiences behind the scenes as a Security Officer for the Church, instead of replacing a religious pursuit of self-worth and value with what the world sees as a normal pursuit, my brain changed the values completely.
It is not that “money, success, honor, glory, education and the other things” that give everyone else value and worth are the wrong way to gain value for the Self, but I had rejected these things because the rejection thereof gave me the value and worth that a normal brain seeks. I began to value myself for not being valued. This would be the easy way.
Instead of taking the time and spending the money to become a successful attorney at law, my new cognitive paradigm (thinking pattern) made me believe that all attorneys, judges, courts, and the law were corrupt. I didn’t need to hold down a steady job and have a career to gain self-worth and value because my new cognitive paradigm made me believe that money is what corrupts a person and is corrupting the rest of the people in the world. Instead of repenting and rejoining the LDS/Mormon Church to regain the value I had lost, my new cognitive paradigm made me believe that all religions are false and corrupt. I took the easy way out.
The easy way to Self-worth and -value, if you cannot do it the way that everyone else does it in the world (i.e., valuing money, success, honor, glory, education and the other things that you will come to think are worthy of life here upon Earth), is to simply change the value system in your head upon which you depend in order to feel worthy and valuable.
That makes a lot of sense.
I wish that your Grandpa would have humbled himself and ceded (given in) to this educated diagnosis. You might have known me throughout your life then. Or maybe … and this is the reality … If I had given in to this explanation for my transfiguration, you might not have existed.
It would have been very easy for me to have led a normal life and had a normal family. Doing so, there wouldn’t have been a Grandma Marcee Kay Jaynes through whom came Riley and Nathan, or a Grandma Vicky Prunty from whom came Rachael? And whose to say that I would have stayed with Grandma Jackie long enough for those of you to exist who are Jackie’s grandchildren through Brandon, Caleb, Sariah, and Ryan?
The fact is, I was not “in love” (which means to value something) with Jackie when I married her … the way that a man was supposed to be “in love” and value a relationship with another. The facts of our meeting and courtship will show this. (I’ll get to these facts later in this autobiography.)
I married Jackie in April of 1987. Two months later, by brain changed. Had it not changed, regardless of how it changed or for what reason, my relationship with Jackie might not have lasted. By the time we married, I had full custody of Brittany and Joshua and they meant much more to me than Jackie did. Jackie would have come to know this about me … that being a father meant more to me than being her husband. Had the change in my brain not taken place in June of 1987, it could have been that Jackie and I would have divorced before Caleb, Sariah, and Ryan were conceived. And if I didn’t have Jackie, there would have never been a Marcee or a Vicky.
Except for Brittany and Joshua from Grandma Paula, and Brandon (born April 7, 1988) from Grandma Jackie, it is highly probable that the rest of your parents might not have existed. Therefore, you wouldn’t exist!
On that day in June of 1987, I could have easily cried out the pain and emotional turmoil and continued being a staunch and faithful LDS/Mormon, completely committed to the Church and its values, values that once gave me self-worth and -value. It was just two months previous that Jackie and I were faithfully married in the very place where I experienced the transfiguration.
As a faithful Latter-day Saint, I did not have any desire to sleep with any other woman than my wife. I never looked at other women … and it really disgusted me when other LDS/Mormon men would see a beautiful woman and say, “Ooooh. I can’t wait until the Lord brings back polygamy!”
Although I wasn’t “in love” with Jackie, per se, I was in love with God. I was afraid of God. My self-worth and self value came strictly from God.
Without the change to my brain, I would have never had the desire to save Marcee and Vicky (along with Vicky’s five other children) from a Mormon Fundamentalist (polygamist) lifestyle. As I explained above, Jackie had problems with how close I was to Brittany, and we would have had marital problems based on the fact that I valued my relationship with my daughter more than I did my relationship with her.
So, why did Grandpa want to save Marcee and Vicky from the Mormon polygamists? What value would I get from doing it? Sex? Absolutely not. My sexual relationship with Jackie was plenty for me and satisfying. The facts and details about how I got involved with Marcee and Vicky will be explained in detail later.
For now, it’s important that you know something about what actually gives your Grandpa worth and value … what has given me worth and value throughout my life. Helping others find value and worth in their own Self makes me happy. I hope that this will become obvious and transparent about your grandfather as I present the facts about my life in this autobiography. And we will get to these details later.
For now, set aside any personal judgment you might have already made about why my brain changed the way that it did. You will be able to make a better judgment once you know more of the facts about my life.
For now, just know that from June 16, 1987, the values that I placed on things completely changed. Regardless of how it happened or why it happened, I no longer valued money, success, honor, glory, education and the other things that you will come to think are worthy of life here upon Earth.
From June 1987 to about February 1988, I spent the last few months of my time as a LDS/Mormon Security Officer intimately investigating everything that I possibly could with the access that I had through security. I went through files, desks, lockers, anything I could get my hands on, to investigate the Real Truth about the leaders of the LDS/Mormon people. Along with my brain change, this intense investigation found out the following Real Truth about the LDS/Mormon General Authorities.
They are not bad men. They are good men. There is nothing going on behind the scenes of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints that is wrong or inappropriate for a religion. You might read all kinds of negative things about the Church and its leaders, especially about Joseph Smith, but most of the negative things are wrong, and are usually the opinion of someone trying to gain value for himself by pointing out what he wants to be true.
I have nothing but good to say about all of the people I knew while I was a member of the Church. This is the Real Truth. This is what I knew from the moment that I realized the Real Truth about human reality—who we are and why we exist.
Anyone who embraces religion as a means to gain value and worth for their Self is as good as any human can be while experiencing life upon Earth during this time, at least with the limited understanding that they have. My dad, my step-mother, some of my siblings, many in my family need their LDS/Mormon faith to feel good that their life is worth living. There’s nothing wrong with this, and I will always treat them individually with kindness and respect, as I always have.
You will not find any person in my past or present whom I have not treated with kindness and respect. Yes, I was forced to stand up to some who were spreading many lies about me, but if I met any of these in a situation of need or want, I would do everything in my power to help them. Even though, on the other hand, some of them would kill me.
There is a person in my life that I have not yet mentioned who is more responsible for the ability of my normal brain to become abnormal than any other: my mother, Elizabeth Diane Jorgensen Nemelka Fisher Heath. Her story and part in my life will come later.
It is important here to know that my mother could never find value and worth for her Self in the LDS/Mormon religion. She would not truly find her true worth and value until much later in life when she finally came to know that because of her DNA, her third son had a brain that could deal with and support the transfiguration. If any one normal mortal person is to receive the blame, or praise, for who I am, it is my mother. Great-grandma Diane is way different than Great-grandpa Nemelka.
Above, I mentioned that if it weren’t for my brain change, many of you might not have existed. Sure, your mothers might have had other kids from other men, but they wouldn’t be YOU.
So, who are you?
From where do you gain worth and value for your Self?
More than likely, because it’s all you know and have personally experienced, you gain self-worth and -value from money, success, honor, glory, education and the other things that you have been convinced to think are worthy of life here upon Earth.
And how’s that working out for you?
I don’t know you, but I bet I can tell you exactly how it is working out for you.
You are doing everything that you know how to do, everything that you have been taught by your parents to do, everything that you can to find purpose and value for your Self and your life experience upon this Earth, only to find that you are not completely happy.
Sure, you have moments of happiness when you first fulfill a worldly expectation and then others value you for doing it. But you still do not now who you are and why you exist, do you?
More than likely, you are not doing what makes you happy. You have been forced to go to work each day to earn a living by working for another person and making them rich. You are forced to play the game in order to live and feel somewhat of worth and value to society … to life … to your Self.
You are involved in relationships that cause you stress and unhappiness when you are not giving the other person what he or she expects of you. You are a slave to others and their interests and needs. The others with whom you have these relationships and bonds don’t really know you, do they? Do they know your deepest thoughts and desires?
Ask yourself this question,
If all of your inner thoughts were known by the person you are with, would they stay with you? Would your thoughts make them happy?
It’s easy to sacrifice your own Self to make others happy. You do it every time you go to work for someone else so that they can become financially independent and not have to work like you are forced to work for them. You want this for yourself … this financial independence … don’t you?
No one truly knows you but YOU. Don’t ever expect anyone to come to know you like YOU know you. But something makes you want others to know you, to respect you, to love you, Right?
Isn’t it true that you base your own self-worth and -value on how much you are loved and appreciated by others? How’s that working for you?
You often feel alone and dreary as you face a new day of life upon Earth, forced to do whatever it takes to live and please others.
You are no different than the LDS/Mormon General Authorities whom I mentioned above. You are no different than your great-grandfather.
But you are very different than me.
You have a normal brain that creates cognitive paradigms that allow you to live each day in a constant search for the feeling of happiness and worth by receiving it from others. You don’t know how to gain this from your own Self. You don’t know because your parents never taught you, because they didn’t know.
But Grandpa knows. And what Grandpa knows, your parents have had a hard time accepting.
I want you to think about a symbolic allegory that will explain this.
Consider that all that Grandpa knows as the fruit on a tree. The tree is the opportunity of experiencing of life upon Earth. Each of us is our own tree. And our individual tree bears fruit. The fruit is what we know and what we do … the fruit of the tree is what our life upon Earth produces.
Grandpa has his own tree. All of his life, your Grandpa has been beckoning your parents to come to his tree and taste his fruit. Only a few, three to be exact (Brittany, Joshua, and Rachael), made it all the way to the tree where they began to taste Grandpa’s fruit.
Again, keep in mind that Grandpa’s fruit is everything that he is doing and has done in life.
Allow me to tell you this allegoric story in a way that it was once told to me, changing it to my own story:
And it came to pass that as I worked to support my family, I had a transfiguration of my mind. And whether I was in the body or out of the body, I could not tell; for it did seem unto me like my brain was transfigured and changed so that I could behold the Real Truth of all things.
And behold, because of the thing which I have seen, I have reason to rejoice if I can only get my children to listen to me and consider what I have seen. But I fear exceedingly because of them because they do not heed my voice and listen to me.
My transfiguration could be considered a dream, of sorts. So let Grandpa continue the symbolic story, again, as it was once told to me:
And methought I saw in my dream, before I had the change, a dark and dreary wilderness.
And it came to pass that I saw a man, and he was dressed in a white robe; and he came and stood before me.
And it came to pass that he spake unto me, and bade me follow him.
And it came to pass that as I followed him I beheld myself that I was in a dark and dreary waste.
And after I had traveled for the space of many hours in darkness, I began to pray unto the Lord that he would have mercy on me, according to the multitude of his tender mercies.
And it came to pass after I had prayed unto the Lord I beheld a large and spacious field.
And it came to pass that I beheld a tree, whose fruit was desirable to make one happy.
And it came to pass that I did go forth and partake of the fruit thereof; and I beheld that it was most sweet, above all that I ever before tasted. Yea, and I beheld that the fruit thereof was white, to exceed all the whiteness that I had ever seen.
And as I partook of the fruit thereof it filled my soul with exceedingly great joy; wherefore, I began to be desirous that my family should partake of it also; for I knew that it was desirable above all other fruit.
And as I cast my eyes round about, that perhaps I might discover my family also, I beheld a river of water; and it ran along, and it was near the tree of which I was partaking the fruit.
And I looked to behold from whence it came; and I saw the head thereof a little way off; and at the head thereof I beheld Brittany, Joshua, and Rachael; and they stood as if they knew not whither they should go.
And it came to pass that I beckoned unto them; and I also did say unto them with a loud voice that they should come unto me, and partake of the fruit, which was desirable above all other fruit.
And it came to pass that I saw them and called to them, but they would not come unto me and partake of the fruit.
And I beheld a rod of iron, and it extended along the bank of the river, and led to the tree by which I stood. I call this rod of iron a Marvelous Work and a Wonder®.
And I also beheld a strait and narrow path, which came along by the rod of iron, even to the tree by which I stood; and it also led by the head of the fountain, unto a large and spacious field, as if it had been a world.
And I saw numberless concourses of people, many of whom were pressing forward, that they might obtain the path which led unto the tree by which I stood.
And it came to pass that they did come forth, and commence in the path which led to the tree.
And it came to pass that there arose a mist of darkness; yea, even an exceedingly great mist of darkness, insomuch that they who had commenced in the path did lose their way, that they wandered off and were lost.
And it came to pass that I beheld others pressing forward, and they came forth and caught hold of the end of the rod of iron; and they did press forward through the mist of darkness, clinging to the rod of iron, even until they did come forth and partake of the fruit of the tree.
And after they had partaken of the fruit of the tree they did cast their eyes about as if they were ashamed.
And I also cast my eyes round about, and beheld, on the other side of the river of water, a great and spacious building; and it stood as it were in the air, high above the earth.
And it was filled with people, both old and young, both male and female; and their manner of dress was exceedingly fine; and they were in the attitude of mocking and pointing their fingers towards those who had come at and were partaking of the fruit.
And after they had tasted of the fruit they were ashamed, because of those that were scoffing at them; and they fell away into forbidden paths and were lost.
To be short in writing, behold, I saw other multitudes pressing forward; and they came and caught hold of the end of the rod of iron; and they did press their way forward, continually holding fast to the rod of iron, until they came forth and fell down and partook of the fruit of the tree.
And I also saw other multitudes feeling their way towards that great and spacious building.
And it came to pass that many were drowned in the depths of the fountain; and many were lost from my view, wandering in strange roads.
And great was the multitude that did enter into that strange building. And after they did enter into that building they did point the finger of scorn at me and those that were partaking of the fruit also; but we heeded them not. For as many as heeded them, had fallen away.
And Brittany, Joshua, and Rachael, as they began to eat of the fruit, were also ashamed.
Because of these things which I have presented in this allegoric dream, I exceedingly feared for my children; yea, I fear lest they should be cast off from the presence of their True Self and never know the Real Truth about their true worth and value.
And I did exhort them then with all the feeling of a tender parent, that they would hearken to my words, that perhaps they would come to know what I knew about human reality—the Real Truth about who we are and why we exist.
The “great and spacious building” represents the pride of this world and the value of money, success, honor, glory, education and the other things that you will come to think are worthy of life here upon Earth. Your great-grandfather has followed the LDS/Mormon leader into this building, a place where the leaders of all religions and of all countries stand. The greatest thinkers and most successful business people known throughout history are also in this building. The building is the pride of the world and the wisdom thereof.
Your Grandpa has not paid any attention to those in his life who point the finger of scorn at me and those few who are partaking of the fruit that my life has produced.
Grandpa’s Tree of Life is also known as the Marvelous Work and a Wonder®.
The fruit of this tree has produced information that can save this world.
The fruit of this tree has produced the Humanity Party®, which has presented an unchallenged plan to eliminate poverty and inequality throughout the world, something that has never been done during the history of your life.
No one has ever successfully challenged Grandpa’s plan. No one can. It would work perfectly in this world and virtually eliminate poverty overnight.
So, my question to you as my grandchildren is:
Have you tasted this fruit to see it it is good and desirable to make one happy; that is desirable above all other fruit?
Why wouldn’t eliminating poverty throughout the world be the most desirable thing a person would want?
If you can take pride about anything about you and your life, why couldn’t it be:
My grandfather’s magnum opus (his life’s most important accomplishment) is a plan he presented to the world that can end worldwide poverty and inequality. Somehow he came up with the plan. Whether it came out of his own head, or someone else showed him the plan, why does it matter?
This I can tell you, grandchildren:
If my brain hadn’t changed, Grandpa’s Tree of Life would have produced much different fruit. Had my brain not changed, I might have remained in that “large and spacious building” with my father … with your parents … with the world.
Now go and ask your parents why they didn’t like Grandpa’s fruit, or why they were ashamed after tasting it because of what those in the “large and spacious building” were saying about me and the few who were eating and enjoying my fruit.
Ask your parents to prove to you why Grandpa’s plan could not have solved worldwide poverty. And if it could solve poverty, why didn’t they stand up for their father and respect him for his magnum opus.
Ask them why they didn’t point you towards your own grandfather’s tree so that you could taste the fruit for yourself.
And now it’s time to explain to you where this incredible plan came from.
For all intents and purposes, the plan came from God, who chose your grandfather as His True Messenger.
Now let me tell you how I came to know how to solve all of the world’s problems.