Twelve Visions World

Mark Hamilton, for nearly forty years, I went through life anesthetized by drinking beer, blaming others for my failures and singing the “Oh poor me” song to myself over and over. I was stuck in a mindset that it really didn’t matter because all I had to look forward to was old age and death and an afterlife that may be there and then again may not be there. Even through the fog of the alcohol, I knew that the Church was somehow corrupt at it’s core just like our politicians and the White House. Intuitively, I knew that some group held the puppet strings and played us all like fools. Then, in desperation, I responded to your letter that promised something new, something refreshing. I put the first manuscript down many times, sometimes for months before returning to it to digest a little bit more. A change was taking place inside me. The second manuscript arrived and I couldn’t put it down. The same with the third. Every time I re-read the third manuscript, I cry. My heart and soul resonate with this masterpiece. It has been a long journey to this point and I know it is only the beginning of the beginning. It has been nearly three years since I have had a drop of alcohol. I have lost 30 pounds. My relationship with my parents, wife and children is now one of joy and happiness. I was a millionaire on paper once. Back then, I created a company from scratch and found exhilaration and pleasure in what I was doing. Then, I lost the business and started blaming anything and everything and everybody for the failure. I should have looked in the mirror. Now, I own three companies and am a partner in a fourth. This time, I know that I am creating more than I ever dreamed possible before and that the rewards will make my previous paper status look like chump change. Now I look forward to a long, long, long healthy life, full of satisfaction from learning and growing personally, helping others and a fabulous, bright future that I create. Stephen N.