In these times. People go to a doctor for an almost endless array of reasons. Having a family doctor or clinic is a part of the accepted normal for millions of Americans. There is a long list of recognized problems which are recognized and dealt with in established ways. 

Money can be given in exchange for remedies or treatments. If you have the money it’s no big deal. If you don’t have the money, you have a problem which you must either accept or seek to understand and remedy yourself. 

I once heard someone say a patient who treats himself has a fool for a doctor. But I have also read the suggestion, “Physician, heal thyself.” 

About two years ago a mole appeared on my abdomen, just below the belt line. The mole when first noticed was about the size of a pinhead. Now I have had a tiny mole up close to my shoulder for about forty years, so a small mole is nothing new to me. But the mole on my abdomen was a newly developed thing. Not only was it a new thing, but it itched to a very slight degree. More of a tingle at times than an itch, really, and it was growing. 

That was several years ago. 

I tried a variety of treatments – Vitamin E, E, and C, in lotions and oil applications. I took sweat baths and applied a wet bandage around the clock. The mole became soft and moist. I sanded it off with a piece of sandpaper. I managed to remove the mole, but not the itch. The mole came back, and it grew over several months to the size of a dime. 

The several months that passed were filled with a slight anxiety as life was constantly being interrupted by the slight itch of the growing mole. 

I call it a “mole” but in the back of my mind I knew it was what a doctor would call skin cancer. 

That’s a scary thing, a thing which is slowly growing and seems to be unstoppable, consuming or covering my body. I was really thinking of how to stop the cancer. How do I kill it and remove it from my body? 

I have been a student of science for the past thirty years and consider myself to be somewhat intelligent. Some of my research has been in the areas of physics and chemistry, which means that I am a student of optics and light, and chemistry which can be instigated by the same. 

Over the past twenty years or so, I have experimented with the growing of crystals. On many occasions I have achieved some wonderful growths. Clusters of crystals grown in laboratory conditions can be close to being perfect specimens. On the other hand, I have found through trial and error that the time of the month, and even the month of the year, must be taken into consideration. The growth and fertility of everything on earth is deeply connected to the cycle of the Moon. In any month, there is a time of growth and a time when it is pointless to even try to grow crystals.That knowledge is useful. 

I wanted to remove the cancerous mole from my body. I wanted to take advantage of the no-growth part of the monthly cycle. So I chose the time, the bottom of the moon’s cycle; three days before the new Moon, in the month of June. Believing that the growth of crystals and the growth of cells are both governed by the same factors, I figured it was the safest time to attempt to destroy the (mole) cancer. 

Just about everyone is familiar with the fact that a magnifying glass can cause a thing to burst into flames. I took a lens, a one and a half inch diameter plano lens (it came out of an old slide projector) and a couple of pieces of blue plastic which I used as filters. With those tools, and starting with the sun in its 12:00 o’clock position, I proceeded to blister the (skin cancer) mole. It separated from my body as a big blister, full of a clear liquid. Later, several hours later, it burst and I took a tissue and removed the blister. The skin of my body didn’t blister. It was only a pink patch of skin where the mole had been. 

It’s been over a month now, and there is no itch, the small pink spot is turning the color of the surrounding skin, and the hair that was there before has regrown. Now that it’s been over a month and I am feeling like I have conquered the matter, I have been reading up on cancer and its treatments. I have come to the conclusion that the mole was a cancer which, according to the description given in the medical books, was a very serious thing. 

I might not have been so bold as to treat myself, if I had known at the time what I know now. Then again, people, to survive, will do things – extraordinary things. Thinking about the growth of the mole, it started from a small spot and grew outward in all directions. The itch was at the center of the mole and its growth was over the top of the existing skin. 

When I started working with the Lens, I started with the Lens, no filter, and used the point of focus in the infrared and red, then worked with the point inside my body as it were, to the depth of about a quarter of an inch. After three to five minutes of that, I then did the entire surface of the mole with the infrared tip, and then the violet tip within the focal spear. Then I added the first filter, a light blue, and I worked the entire surface again, then changed to the dark blue filter, and repeated the process. Lastly, I backed the Lens away and circled the mole with a concentrated blue circle of light. 

The (mole) blister was swelled up tightly with a smooth surface, the only connection being around the very edge. So to see this big blister was to feel that the center connection or source of the mole’s generation had been destroyed. It’s now over two months, and there is no itch. The books say keep watch for a couple of years. I do, anyway.