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The beauty of Wilhelm’s Reich writting style lays in the simplicity and straight forward delivery of his message, the same simplicity and honesty that Life Itself, is the very bearer of, so how could it have been any other way for Its messenger?

When the FBI made a search in Wilhelm Reich’s residence/laboratory, as he was being detained in Ellis Island, accused of being a threat to the US (a threat to ignorance, indeed), all they could find were thousands of books, a microscope, and a camera.

In the hope of finding incriminating literature, they had to go through the much problematic work, to the average mind, of reading his manuscripts. And I know exactly what they found in his writtings, they found a Truth that hit them right between the eyes, the Truth of their very own nature.

I can almost envision those ignorant fingers devouring page by page, with the eagerness of a hunter, looking for the wrong word in the wrong context, to claim their trophy, maybe this time the little man would not pass unnoticed to his superiors after such accomplishment!

But guess what, they could not find a single incriminating word, nor an iota of evidence, to justify his arrest, only scientific literature, a microscope, and a camera (confiscated, by the way).

So the little men went back home, tail between their back legs, to resume their little men existence, while a great Man, sat in a cold cell, waiting for one of the little men to decide on his release day. Welcome to the “Land of the free”, my dear Wilhelm.

At this point is when a very important question, one of many, makes its presence: how is it possible that not a single one of these individuals, raised, if even briefly, a voice, the voice of reason, the one that one has to be in possesion of, to qualify as being Alive? …. how is it possible that, after having the privilege of being exposed, first hand, to the writtings and research of Wilhelm Reich, that part of them that resonates with Truth, and that we all hold, remained silent, a silent agreement to be an accomplish to the lie.

This leads to a second crucial question: why would anyone choose to be an accomplish to the lie, having been witness to the Truth? …… and so, one after another, as dormant seeds that start to sprout at the onset of a warm Spring morning Sun, what once was a dormant and sterile territory, slowly begins to claim its rightful place.

Thankfully, we have the legacy of the few years he was allowed to work without being harrased.