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CHAPTER 1
MY INTRODUCTION TO HUMANITY
My pedophile father, Earl O'Brien, brags that he began substituting his
penis for my mother's nipple soon after I was born. My multgenerational
incest-abused mother, Carol Tanis, did not protest his perverse actions due to
(reportedly) having similar abuse as a child which caused her to acquire
Multiple Personality Disorder. 1 My earliest recovered memory was that I could
not breathe with my father's penis jammed into my little throat. Yet I could not
discern his semen from my mother's milk. I do not recall thinking, but I am
aware through education that this early sexual abuse distorted my primitive
concepts of feeding, breathing, sexuality, and parental perceptions.
I recall as a toddler being unable to run (I could barely walk) to my mother
for help as my instincts demanded. Through my gulping sobs, my terror rose as
I tried to clear my throat of my father's semen and draw a breath of air. My
mother finally arrived at my side. Rather than comfort me, she accused me of
throwing a temper tantrum and "holding my breath". She responded only by
throwing a glass of cold water in my face. 1 was shocked! As the water
splashed my face, I knew she would not help and it was up to me to save
myself. I automatically Multiple Personality Disordered. I was, of course, too
young to logically understand that what my father was doing to me was wrong.
I accepted his strangling sexual abuse as a normal and natural part of my home
life, and split off a personality to deal with the pain and suffocation to satisfy
his perversions. Therefore as a child, I was dissociative of my father's abuse. I
was totally unable to recall his sexual abuse, even in his presence, until 1 saw
and felt his penis. Then the terror, which was my conditioned response,
triggered access to that part of my brain that previously endured the trauma, I
was remembering the abuse and how to deal with it. This part of my brain
developed into a personality of its own-which belonged to my father-which he
rented out and later sold to the U.S. Government as will be explained and
detailed in the following pages.
Other parts of my conditioned mind dealt with other abusers, abuses and
circumstances. My father was (as revealed by my own investigations)
apparently a multigenerational incest child from a large, poor, and horribly
dysfunctional family. His mother earned a living as a prostitute for local
lumbermen after his father died when he was two years old. My father's
brothers and sister were all sexually and (occult) ritually abused just as he was.
They grew up to be drug addicts, prostitutes, street derelicts, and pedophiles
who also sexually abused me and my brothers and sisters. I developed more
personality splits to deal with the traumas of these torturous relationships.
My mother's dysfunctional family also appears to be multigenerational, but
of a slightly higher socio-economic class. Her father owned the building
occupied by a Masonic Blue Lodge he led, and managed a local beer
distribution business with her mother after completing his military career.
Together they sexually abused my mother and her three brothers, who in turn
sexually abused me.
My family often went camping on the vast wilderness acreage surrounding
my grandfather's Masonic Lodge in Newaygo, Michigan. Large bluffs referred
to as "The High Banks' overlooked the White River flowing through his