I was born in 1961 and brought-up on the small island of Guernsey, about 120km south of England, but within sight of France.

At the age of ten I had a girlfriend by the name of Judith Lainé, and within twelve months I felt that I had exhausted the possibilites of relationships with women.

When I was eleven years of age my father, who was now divorced, married an Australian nurse who was working on the island at the time and we all moved to Australia.

My first real touch of Australia was The Bush. I spent long days tracking the large red ants and being amazed at the variety of strange insects and animals. It was at this time, within a few days of arriving in Australia, that I decided the purpose of my life. I was in love with Nature, and could have no other lover. Soon thereafter I determined to become a forester.

It was also around this time that I came to the strong determination that I would never be like my parents. I was convinced that my parents were totally insane. I would spend long periods each day thinking about how unbelievably foolish they were. As I grew older it came as a great disappointment to me to discover that my parents were in fact absolutely normal. It became startlingly clear to me that if I wanted to be unlike my parents then I would have to be unlike everyone in the world. The move to suburban Brisbane was a real culture shock, and I still haven't quite recovered from it. It was like living in a doll's house, with everything plastic, and small people.

When I finished my degree I worked as the assistant manager of a private forestry company.   After that I did some fox-hunting and then sold Encyclopaedia Britannica in Perth for a few months. I learned a lot about how low people will go to make money, and about how gullible people are. By now I was about twenty-two, and I judged that I had seen most of what people call "life" - and it wasn't for me. So I resolved to get really serious about enlightenment. I wanted to do something really worthwhile with my life - something very few people had ever done before.

After six months of reading and thinking I resolved to make a memorable symbolic gesture to speed my progress. I sold virtually everything I owned, for next to nothing, and headed back to Queensland.

For the next eight or so years I lived in Brisbane, studying deeply Kierkegaard's Journals and Papers, Nietzsche's Thus Spake Zarathustra, Talks by Hakuin - Introductory to Lectures On the Records of Old Sokko (some are available as part of my Evil Wisdom compilation), The Gospel of Ramakrishna, the teachings of Ramana Maharshi, The Gospel of Thomas, The Tao Te Ching, The Stories of Chuang Tzu, The Dhammapada, The Bhagavad Gita, The Large Sutra on the Perfection of Wisdom, and Chandrakirti's Lucid Exposition of the Middle Way. During these years I wrote Poison for the Heart, in large part from notes written in my early twenties.

I settled on a purpose for my life: the survival of wisdom. I always wanted to do something BIG, and this was the biggest anyone could ever do. It meant that not only would I have to become as wise as possible, but I would have to drag other people with me, who are my larger self. The problem was, I had only met one or two people in my whole life who had any genuine interest in truth and wisdom. 

So my first task was, and still is, to get people to a level where they at least have some respect for reason and truth. Increasingly I realized the inseparability of reason and masculinity. At the same time I could not help noticing the increasing feminization of society. The only course open to me was to attack femininity at the root. My life's work, I decided, would focus on making people aware of the shortcomings of femininity and the great benefits of masculinity. For there to be wise men, there must first be men.