It was the spring of 1989. I was planning to leave my parents’ home to live on the campus of the University of Twente in Enschede. Students on the campus lived in groups. Newcomers had to do an interview before being admitted. I had been turned down several times. This was my seventh interview. A female student asked most of the questions. She seemed to be the boss. She attracted my attention in other ways too. For instance, during the interview she said to me: “You were warned of me during a previous interview.” Then she mentioned the specifics of where it happened and the name of the student warning me. And indeed it had happened that way. Perhaps someone had informed her but still it was odd. I was admitted to the group and moved there on 13 May 1989, a Saturday.
She often said peculiar things. For instance, she repeated the acronym HAFMO like a mantra. These letters were the initials of the first and middle names of Hans van Mierlo, the principal founder of the Dutch political party D66. In 1989 he was again the leader of D66 after being out for a while. He was good-looking and popular with the ladies. D66 was a pragmatic liberal party in favour of referendums. The party played a major role in reforms that made the Netherlands one of the most liberal countries on the planet. There were elections upcoming in September so I guessed she would vote for D66. But this may not have been the reason why she repeated the acronym so many times. D66 as well as Hans van Mierlo have been used in a scheme related to D-Day. She currently lives in the municipality of Geldrop-Mierlo in the Eindhoven area. Indeed, this is strange. And strange was also a word she repeated endlessly.
She was intimidating. It was better that you didn’t stand in her way. She dominated the scene. Once she said that all the women in her vicinity adapted their cycles to hers. This remark may appear delusional but it didn’t feel that way back then. And she occupied herself with cryptograms. These are about the hidden meanings of words. She wanted the living room to be redecorated. And so it was done, like everything else she requested. During the redecoration she made a copy of a Mondriaan painting on the wall.
After some time she began to make hateful remarks towards me. She singled me out. It was as if she had moulded the group into her little version of Paradise and that I didn’t fit in. It didn’t take long before I was forced to leave. That was on 13 October 1989, a Friday. She reproached me for being rude and hurting the feelings of others. I was a hapless autist and did not fit in anyway so there wasn’t a reason to suspect a hidden agenda. Yet, over the years a series of peculiar coincidences happened, suggesting that my business with her wasn’t finished yet. Some of these incidents were quite eerie. For a long time I believed them to be just coincidences, that was until the autumn of 2008.
September was turning into October. The financial crisis was getting serious. Things were falling apart. I had anticipated such an event for a long time and believed that interest would the underlying cause of financial collapse. Over the years I had discussed interest-free money on message boards but it was hard to convince other people. Interest-free money seemed an impractical idea. Why would anyone accept interest-free money if you can receive interest elsewhere? There was no solution, at least so it seemed, and usury was about to bring down human civilisation. Already in the year 2000 I bought some gold to cope with such an event. I also stored canned foods in the basement. At the end of September I began to think again about interest-free money.
Then in early October I figured out a solution. If interest were to be banned, investors would seek alternatives like equity. Balance sheets would become less leveraged and financial crises would be a thing from the past. Now comes the stunning discovery… trumpets please… the economy could do better and investors could make better yields. If there is no interest, the money could increase in value. Hence, an interest rate of zero could be positive return that could better the yields on interest-bearing money. In this way interest-free money would be possible, or even inevitable as soon as the knowledge becomes public. When yields on interest-free money are better there will be a capital flight so that interest-bearing money would be finished. This was a shocking find. It could be the end of usury. I named the idea Natural Money. The basic idea is:
- There is no interest on money and debts. Business profits are allowed.
- There is a tax on money of 10% per year. This tax only applies on cash. It doesn’t affect investments and money lent including bank accounts. So if you lend out your money you don’t have to pay the tax so it can be attractive to lend without interest.
The financial crisis could easily turn into a biblical end times event. And I found a fix, or at least I believed I did. To be sure I didn’t invent Natural Money. It has been around for a long time. I only discovered its potential. Soon peculiar coincidences began to pile up. For instance, I woke up at night again and again to see time prompts like 2:22, 3:33, 4:44 and 5:55 time after time. And there was more. Natural Money is named after the Natural Economic Order of Silvio Gesell in which the tax on money was first proposed. Natural Economic Order can be abbreviated to NEO. Neo is the main character in the film The Matrix. The Natural Economic Order was first published in German. The German title of the book is Natürliche Wirtschafts Ordnung and can be abbreviated to NWO. Perhaps these things weren’t just a coincidence. That gave me the uncanny feeling that the discovery could be part of a greater scheme. And so I began to suspect that she had something to do with it.
My suspicions were soon confirmed when I tilted into a psychosis. Lots of remarkable coincidences happened at the same time. I have written a detailed account of these events but for now it suffices to say that it was suggested that she is Eve and that I am Adam and that we were to restore the gardens of Paradise. I don’t have any memory of a previous life. Curiously my wife Ingrid had added curcumin to our foods. Curcumin allegedly improves memory and helps against Alzheimer disease. And suddenly I was ‘remembering’ being Adam. More remarkable coincidences were to follow.
It may have been possible to discard the suggestions if it wasn’t for the coincidences. I just mention a few of them. She now lives in a suburb of Eindhoven. Eindhoven can mean Final Gardens. We might be on a journey from the Garden Of Eden to the final gardens of Paradise. I live in a town named Sneek. It is pronounced like snake and there allegedly was a snake in Paradise. The capital of the Netherlands is Amsterdam, often abbreviated to A’dam. This is even more remarkable if you realise that these references were not intended. If some place is called Eden then the founders probably intended to make the reference. But no-one ever was thinking, “Let’s call this place Sneek so that it sounds like the English word snake,” or “Let’s call this Amsterdam so they can abbreviate it to Adam.” The same applies to Eindhoven.
Natural Money is a very old idea. Stored grain was money in ancient Egypt. A fee was charged to pay for the storage similar to the holding tax of Natural Money. According to the Bible it was Joseph who introduced the grain storage. The Bible and the Quran condemn charging interest. Natural Money is a biblical financial system that might solve a biblical crisis. So could she be God? And does God want Natural Money to become the money of the future? These questions seem legitimate. In the meantime central banks saved us from a financial collapse caused by fraud and usury.
This didn’t solve the underlying problems and probably made them even worse but it bought us some time. The burden of interest bearing debt continues to grow. Fraudulent bankers weren’t punished so they still don’t fear retribution. The next crisis may require a more definitive solution. The psychosis not only suggested that I was the reincarnation of Adam, but also of Adolf Hitler. This was intimidating as it seemed that she could turn me into anything she desired. The time prompt recurrence had already demonstrated that my mind was controlled. Adolf Hitler found interest-free money to be a sound idea despite it being seen as impractical. That was what I was thinking too. It would be pointless to bring up that she was rude and hurt my feelings by making the suggestion.
The psychosis receded and for six months I was figuring out what to do. It seemed better not to ignore what happened. The occurrences suggested that she had a romantic interest in me. I have a wife and a son and have no intention of leaving them. A few years later I emailed her asking whether she had something to do with these events. She denied it and it appeared that she hadn’t any interest in me. That would be fine with me but her name suggests that she was lying, which is one of those peculiar coincidences. On the other hand, if she really had an interested in me, then why wait so long? Later I found out that she has a husband and three children. There hasn’t been a specific order telling me what to do but it seemed unwise to obstruct any plan there might be.
Of course, it could be a delusion. Some people think that God has given them a special mission. In this respect it was disturbing to find out that Els Borst, a former politician of D66, was brutally stabbed to death in Bilthoven, which just happens to be the village she came from. Borst was last seen alive the day before her birthday and found dead the day after. The perpetrator turned out to be a psychotic religious freak named Bart who believed to act on behalf of God. He stated that he had killed the 81 year old woman because she was a driving force behind the Dutch euthanasia reforms. And my first name just happens to be equal to the first name of this religious psychotic, which makes it a peculiar coincidence.
And so I took the liberty to work on The Plan For The Future. I never told my wife Ingrid about the details of the psychosis. Ingrid didn’t want to know either. Of course she knew of Natural Money and the psychosis, but not about the message it conveyed. And I never told anyone else I knew personally. At first I hoped or perhaps expected to find out that it was all a delusion. When that could not be established, I decided to wait for proof to emerge, for instance Natural Money becoming a success. A lot of people experience a psychosis, see things other people don’t see or hear voices other people don’t hear, and I may just be one of them. Time will tell what comes out of this. And so I continued to live a normal life while working on the research.
It was possible to come up with an explanation of our existence that is free of contradictions and aligns with scientific evidence. It can explain why the religions of the God of Abraham became predominant. I don’t know whether or not she really is the current avatar of God. If this universe is a virtual reality then our creators can make it appear anyway they want. But the findings appeal to the rational mind so that I fear that it might be true. There may be a violent controversy if this plan ever achieves any success and I may not survive. And so I began kicking the can down the road. Doing the research was rewarding but the most important reason to work on it is that I think this job needs to be done. It is a crazy scheme so it might work.
Feature image: I am as real as you want me to be. Loesje. Loesje.org.