Illuminati-Faustian Program #3

Digitize your brain with program S to command sexual-and-romantic love from whomever you choose, whenever you choose, for as long as you choose as testified below:

Personal Memo from Peter Drake:

I have thirty-seven women ready to drop everything in their lives to be mine. I've had sex with all of them several times over. Among them are several blondes, brunettes, redheads, Asians, three blacks, two Europeans, a Thai, and two gals from India among my "harem'. Their ages range from college girls to my age - 40. I've limited my girls to 37 because that's too many already.

I'm married with children, so I've stopped my active relations with these other 37 ladies. But like I said, they would drop everything to be mine. Although I've never talked about this with my wife, I think she knows because she spoils me and treats me like a king.

I'm not telling you this to brag. But I have information that you need for a happy, exciting life: My life wasn't always this good. In high-school I never had a date and graduated a meek little virgin. Imagine how ashamed I felt! In college, I stayed in my dorm room like a little mouse. I was still like a sheltered kid, far from being a man. I don't think a sexy woman could get turned on with me. I was short, shy, small, with a bad complexion.

I admired and envied the guys who had sex regularly. Me - I just got more and more introvert and would only leave my room to attend class. Deep in depression, I decided to start going to some fraternity rush parties at the start of the spring semester. I felt like a fifth wheel. I did not fit in. But, I have always had a strong will. So I kept going - and embarrassing myself. As I went from party to party, no one noticed me. But I noticed this one guy who was quiet yet very confident. The pretty college girls and "little sisters' of the fraternities came to him, like he was a woman magnet. Yet he was so unassuming and so kind looking, I actually had the audacity to approach him. I told him I had been watching him and couldn't help notice how many beautiful ladies came to him at parties...and, I added shyly, how he always left early with one or more beautiful babes.

He took me by the arm and pulled me outside. "Listen,' he said sincerely, like he was telling me something very private, "all those hotshot jocks in there, they get laid maybe once a month if they're lucky. They're all loud talk and no action. I get attention whenever I want, by as many ladies as I need. I use techniques that contain the invisible effectiveness of the most aggressive techniques. All Don Juans, Casanovas, and movie stars throughout history quietly used these techniques. The ladies don't even know it! We're like casinos, but we deal in love, not cards. We win, win, win year after year, and lots of women keep coming back for the pleasure. But I promised myself long ago that I would never reveal my secrets.' ... He then shook my hand, wished me good luck, and went back inside.

I stood there in stunned silence. He was right. All Casanovas and Don Juans throughout history did use invisible techniques that were actually very aggressive but invisible. They were not big blathering jocks, but quiet smooth operators!

The great lovers were like this quiet stud using casino-like advantages. They did not make big braggadocio stories out of a date for everyone to know. Instead, they quietly used consistent, quiet casino-like advantages to enjoy steady, successful romances, week after week, year after year. As I stood there, my mouth hanging open and speechless, I realized I had a real shot at real sex...maybe even real love. Although he did not tell me his techniques, I knew I did not have to be some big good-looking popular guy to be a woman magnet! I never felt so excited as I started my search for these special techniques. I read everything I could get my hands on.

I read dozens if not hundreds of magazines and books on how to increase your sexual attraction. To my dismay, nothing worked. I visited every library and every bookstore. I ordered all kinds of things - crazy things - from different magazines, hoping to at least lose my virginity. My search went on and on. Before I knew it, I was no longer a teenager, but still a virgin. After two years of searching with no luck, I sank into depression. I had just about given up hope. Obese women starting looking OK to me. On spring break that year, a handful of goofy friends and I drove to Las Vegas. I think we were all virgins. This trip was taken many years ago - before cellular phones when trucks and cars had those CB two-way radios.

My nerd friend had a CB in his car and, lo and behold, we got talking to the girls in one of the Nevada brothels (I forget the name of the brothel near Reno - something like the Cottontail Ranch). The girls sounded so sexy and delicious, I think everyone in that junk car had a rocket in his pocket! We were too chicken to go to the Ranch, though. Along the way, we drove into a small desert town. I noticed a strange, unlikely library that I vaguely remember someone told me about. I struggled to remember, but I could not. Anyway, we stopped and I went inside as the others got lunch in a dinner across the street.

I told the librarian what I was looking for. She was old and gave me a look. Without saying a word, she got up and walked into the back room. I thought I had frightened her and turned to leave. She came back out and stopped me, "If you read this book, you will sweep every woman you ever meet off her feet.' She gave me a crooked little smile and handed me a huge black book covered with dust. She said that two years ago another young man came in and asked her the same questions. And, before then, only two other people read the book in the past twenty years. When she described the most recent reader, I knew it was the quiet, unassuming stud back at the frat parties!

I sat down and began to read. It told the story of a very potent and rich man and how his romances and wealth were attained. At first, I thought the story was some kind of myth, you know...something like "The Sword In The Stone' and Merlin the Magician. The knowledge was based on a 2300-year-old secret. But later, I would discover these sexual powers were no myth. In fact, later I would discover that the wealthiest and sexiest people who ever lived all privately used this 2300-year-old secret.

I checked out the book and read it the rest of the way to Vegas. I couldn't believe what happened over the next two days: Back in those years, prostitutes still walked the streets of Vegas. That night, the guys felt brave and decided to talk to some prostitutes. We went to the north side of the Las Vegas Strip and pulled up along the side of the road. There were three black hookers. Two of them walked over to our car. I sat in the back, in the middle, and said nothing. My thoughts were engrossed in what I had read that afternoon. The other guys were talking to the sexy ladies. The ladies chatted with them a minute or two. Then, one lady bent over and looked into the car. Her eyes met mine directly. She looked into my eyes for about three seconds and then stood up. "Come on, these boys don't need us,' she said, abruptly cutting us off. "That blonde in the back can get his friends all the booty they want for free.'

I sat there in shock wondering what I had done. I did not know my new sexual powers were already showing, not yet. But women already saw it. The next day we were at the pool-side of the Marina Hotel (since then this hotel has been replaced by the world's largest hotel - the famous MGM). Back then, airline crews stayed at this hotel for their overnight stopovers. Within one hour, I had four stewardesses standing around me, engaging in small talk. That was a first! But to my amazement, I talked smoothly like a pro. That night, I lost my virginity to a beautiful blonde stewardess. But what surprised me even more than the fact that such a beautiful woman was sleeping with me was: I seemed to know - really know - what I was doing! Right from the start, I was doing a terrific job, and I knew it! I was in control, smooth and she was having a good time! I was not nervous at all.

The next night, all my friends lost their virginity to stewardesses too. I think my gal talked to her friends about "what a fun lover I was' (so I was told, confidentially, by another stewardess who I think wanted to be with me, too). Unfortunately, I do not think my friends' first night went so well because they had no one knocking on their door the night after. But I did. On my second day, I began to wonder about the special book in my suitcase, for it seemed like I was displaying skills not unlike the "mythical' character - that potent man of wealth and power. I left my "party' at the pool and went to my room so I could be alone, and I finished the book. That night, my beautiful blonde stewardess, who was seven years older than me and a lifetime more worldly, took both my hands and placed them on her heart and asked me to marry her! She said she was overwhelmed and in love with me. We made love all night long.

"What is going on with me?' I kept asking myself over and over during the drive home. I drove to Vegas an awkward nerd and was now driving back to college a powerful lover.

I easily let the big black book go when I returned it to the library. I still did not fully realize my new power came from that book. (But I inherently knew the new power I possessed would never leave me.) When I returned to college, during the remainder of the school year I must have bedded darn near every attractive or interesting girl on campus. I was bombarded with comments like, "I didn't know you had it in you!' "Where have you been hiding!' "You can move in with me.' "Can I move in with you?'

I was aware of some very powerful changes coming over me. Although my sexual relations were perhaps the most dramatic changes, I was gaining control and power in all aspects of my life rapidly.

My competence, intelligence, even my money generating ability seemed to multiply about as quickly as my sex life. I was in a state of shock over all this. But I also loved this ascent to some kind of superhuman. Suddenly, I understood Nietzsche's "Oberman' and the survival of the fittest: I was leaving other guys around me in my dust! It was like college, which used to challenge me, suddenly moved way too slow for me. On the side, I started pursuing some cool money-making ideas: Everything I touched seemed to turn to gold! I started making a lot of money and was soon the only student driving a brand-new top-of-the-line luxury Nissan. The girls loved it!

"Do I leave school and make a bundle of money?' I pondered over and over. But I decided to stay only for the purpose of getting my degree. The professors started looking like slow, fat idiots and socialists who knew nothing about the real world of making big money. But I stuck it out. By the time I graduated later that year, I was a millionaire. Young, rich, and sexy, I had it going on! I was making thousands of dollars a day. I could go out for dinner by myself, even with my mom, and meet someone new and lovely and have a minimum of at least one date for later that same night! Nine times out of ten, we'd be in bed that same night! Within two days, she was usually talking marriage and children. ...It really is special to be the man.

My life has been a fairytale ever since reading that old, dusty manuscript. Now, at 40 years old, I have "settled down' and have siphoned my passion into my children and beautiful wife (a national beauty queen). You may have guessed it: this power makes me a superior family man. My relationship with my kids is unmatched - I just have so much love and admiration for them. All the moms at my kids' private school know this and they, too, seek my attention. My wife laughs about it and is very proud of me. I have discovered true happiness.

Over the past four years, I have examined what exactly was responsible for changing my life that unforgettable day. Many things did, but it all reduces to one common denominator that is called Neo-Tech. This thing called Neo-Tech helped me become something that I dare called God-Man. The name of that old, dusty black book was The Neo-Tech Discovery. Ever since I read that big black book, I have lived a life of money, power, and love...the life of a God-Man. You see, it's almost magical and mystical: From the special power called Neo-Tech, any ordinary person - even a first-rate nerd like I was - evolves into someone with a superhuman life, the life of the God-Man. I spent the past four years writing it all down - step by step, the secret power just as it lifted me...from nerd to God-Man.

Now, Neo-Tech will lift you too, into a God-Man who can take as much sex, power, and money that you want from life. When you receive my 458-page turnkey manual titled God-Man: Our Final Evolution that contains the exact same secret power and invisible techniques that I used, just read through it and let the power start working automatically on its own. You will be a superhuman lover in days. You'll be rich in weeks. Without it, you will die unfulfilled, without ever experiencing wealth, power, and love. ...Thirty days after receiving this God-Man/Neo-Tech Discovery, you will be doing this and much more ...

Guaranteed: Regardless of physical appearances, you will be having sex with beautiful women of your choice in one week or less.

Guaranteed: You will be such a superior lover, those women will fall in love with you and want to be yours forever.

Guaranteed: You will be making thousands of dollars each week at first, each day eventually.

Guaranteed: You will rid your recurring illnesses, physical incompetence, pains, allergies, and addictions.

Guaranteed: You will lose all your fat.

Guaranteed: You will become very smart very quickly. When you talk, everyone will listen.

Guaranteed: Beautiful women and powerful men will almost beg to be your friends.

Guaranteed: You will get an instant promotion.

I was asked the other day, how would I describe myself. I said, "I have the earning power of a computer geek with the loving power of a professional basketball star all rolled into this average looking family man who the moms like to call 'super dad'.' At the end of the day, it doesn't get any better than that. That's right, God-Man/Neo-Tech intensifies your love in all ways, even for your family. My testimony to that is: I have had several serious opportunities to start a second family in different parts of the country and around the world. I have plenty of money to raise several families in luxury. I have lots of leisure time to spend with the family. I know beautiful, exotic women around the world, all wanting to be my wife. But I did not want to take any of my spare time away from my existing children. I simply love them too much. And, I love my wife and the way she treats me. ...Neo-Tech lets you really know what it means to be deeply, deeply happy. It's the most rewarding feeling in life. I would trade sex and wealth for love. But the beauty of Neo-Tech is, you get it all: sex, wealth, and love.

Yours truly, Peter Drake

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