Once the Discovery of the Orgone was something tangible, something that could be proven, given the enormous importance that this fact meant for a sick humanity, Wilhelm Reich’s absolute priority was to convey this most important Discovery to the whole World. To do this, His obvious choice was to speak to humanity’s representative in science, someone that could both be heard, and be the the voice of the World.
That someone was albert, albert einstein (notice the lowercase, it is intentional … )
Wilhelm Reich run to einstein’s cave in Princeton, like the beautiful child of innocence and purity He was, like a baby runs to an adult’s arms, when he takes his first steps on his own feet …. not seeking for approval nor validation, but yearning to share that special moment. Life was discovered, proven, seen, felt and witnessed.
When “concentrated” within the Orgone Accumulator, this Life Force that permeates everything, would revitalize a dying organism, It would heal cancer, Its effects would neutralize the T-bacilli (that causes the decay and death of cells) and would ignite and replace them with Life …. this, my Friend, Wilhelm Reich, the Discoverer of the Cosmic Energy He called Orgone, was able to achieve with the invention of the Orgone accumulator, this, among many other Life affirming situations, from the cure of a headache, to healing cancer cells, to reversing the development of deserts, to sending away, back to whatever black hole the enemies of Life came from, space ships up in the Arizona desert sky, by pointing an orgone charged radium needle at them with the modified cloudbuster he came to call “Spacegun” …… oh, I know this sounds fantastic and delusional …. I know ….. what a sad and pathetic place this World has turned out to be, inhabitted by brainwashed creatures that interpret Truth as fantasy ……
What a different place this World would have been, should you, albert, have dutifully bowed your empty head, in the presence of Life, once Wilhem Reich demonstrated It in Its primordial State. The World listened to you, albert, you could have been Life’s voice, for Wilhem’s heavy Austrian accent was, I suppose, too strong to be understood by the masses ….. oh please allow me a bit of humor …. it is difficult to take the enormity of the consequence of your petty behaviour, in all its seriousness, and not be profoundly disturbed …..
At first you spontaneously claimed in amazement that the witnessed Orgone energy, was the greatest discovery ever found, if proven right. Well, Wilhelm Reich did that, He proved It Right, right in front of your snout, you saw It with your very own eyes, the temperature change within the Orgone accumulator, and yet, even then, you turned around and rushed back to slide back into your cave, like a rat scared by the bright light of the Sun.
He tried to understand what happened, desperately writting numerous letters to you, in the hope of receiving at least, a hint of an explanation for your elusive behaviour. Life does not comprehend the twisted machinations constructed against It continuosly, by the emisaries of death, such as your petty self. Once the blow of death is received, Life retreats, accepting the rejection from the entities that are no longer suitable to sustain It.
But it retreats momentarily only, only to come back stronger as sure as the Sun will shine once the clouds pass by.
If, instead of dismissing this Man’s Discovery, you would have replied to this letter above, hundreds, thousands of lifes would have been saved, countless suffering erradicated, by means of a simple Orgone irradiation. But you did not. Let us see what you were up to, instead of helping a suffering humanity by allying with Wilhelm Reich in his battle for Life:
Shame on you, albert!, instead of being an ally for Life, as Its Messenger knocked at your cave’s door, you sent Him away and went back to The Club, to romp in their death’s swamp.
How is the lord of uranium treating you down there, puppet?. I am going to guess that you cannot come up with a good enough Theory these days, able to get you out of the spiritual mess you have ended up drowning in, by selling your soul to the devil.
WilhelmReich 