I woke up one morning and had to write about a vision, and ever since then it seems like nothing else really matters.

That was in the fall of 1995, so it’s been a while

A rough draft on 2 books was written then, but you could say they were put on hold before they could be finished.
These books could really change our experiences, --
They have the potential to cut out all the greed, hatred and conflicts that cause miserable conditions for us to live in.
To create a reality so much better than the one we inherited, -
It would be hard to make a comparison.
It’s been a strange journey because no one has helped with them and it looks like everyone would have jumped at the chance to get them out to the world.
To stick with it this long with no support one might say, what’s wrong with you, or you might as well give up and in certain respects that’s how I’ve felt.
But, It hasn’t been tenacity or stubbornness on my part that kept me going
Not my desire to be right or to admit failure in that respect.
I’ve kept my eyes on the prize.
It was the vision, the dream of the Heaven on Earth Society that’s kept me going.

What sustains me?

As a footnote
Someone needs to believe that something beyond extroadinary is possible because that is the basis of the vision
Without that the vision and me will surely die