Help solve the R.C. Christian Georgia Guidestones mystery

 Investigative Journalism  10 Responses »
Mar 272010
 

You can help solve the 30-year mystery of the true identity of Robert C. Christian, the pseudonym for a man who claims responsibility for the sinister Georgia Guidestones monument.  You can read about that diabolical structure here.

I will be very busy over the foreseeable future trying to earn money through my business and will not be able to spend much time on advancing my Georgia Guidestones research over that period.

For several months I have intended to call the publisher of Common Sense Renewed, the book Robert C. Christian penned in 1986 that expands upon the ten commandments he commissioned Joe Fendley’s company carve into the eight faces of the Guidestones.  The publisher is Stoyles Graphics Services and it was located in Lake Mills, Iowa, at the time of the printing of the third edition in 1990.  That company appears to still exist and copies of that book might be obtainable directly through them as is claimed on the inside cover of the copy I own.  In any case, here is the current contact information for that establishment:

http://www.stoyles.com/contactstoyles.html

19 8th St. SE • Mason City, IA 50401
Phone: 641.424.4341 • Toll Free: 800.247.5986
Fax: 641.424.9687 • E-mail: stoyles@stoyles.com

Here is a suggestion for a dialog with that company:

Introduction: Hi, I’m an investigative reporter researching a book called “Common Sense Renewed” written by Robert C. Christian and last published in 1990 by your company.  The first edition dates to 1986.

1. Does anyone there recall this book?

2. Who paid for the publication costs and what was his address?

3. Can you please describe him? Are there any pictures of him available on-line that you know of?

4. Is there anything unusual you recall about the transaction?

5. Do you know this man personally? If so, can you please tell us a little about him?

6. Has the same man published other books? If so, can you name them please?

7. Is the man still alive? If he is alive, how can we get in touch with him?

8. Do you have any records of the transaction? If so, can we obtain copies?

9. Do you know if this man belonged to any organizations like Freemasonry, the Rosicrucians or the Lucis Trust?

Please be very courteous.  Feel free to expand upon these suggestions.  You might find it necessary to make them aware that “Robert Christian” was not the man’s real name. If you live near Stoyles Graphics Services, it is usually more effective to go there and ask them these questions face-to-face.

If you have the opportunity, please ask them if the following bust resembles the man: http://vanshardware.com/2010/03/is-this-the-face-of-r-c-christian/

Please send me your findings here: van@vanshardware.com, or you can post your findings as a comment to this post.  In either case, I will publish every response.  Of course, we don’t want to bug this company too much, so I will be sure to call off this search after we receive enough corroborating responses.

If you do not understand the urgency of this mission, please read my research here.

Wyatt C. Martin of Georgia Guidestones fame suffers stroke

 Investigative Journalism, News  10 Responses »
Mar 272010
 

I have been remiss to report that in January sometime after I published my first two articles on the Georgia Guidestones, Wyatt C. Martin, the 80-year old banker I interviewed who has historically been considered the only man who knew Robert C. Christian’s real identity, suffered a second stroke.

I’ve spoken to him a few times since then and he has recovered well enough to walk. He still refutes my conclusions about Ted Turner and he is now telling all interviewers that he will not accept any more questions about the identity of R.C. Christian.

Mr. Martin is a good man and I have the utmost respect for him. I pray he recovers to full health soon.

Miracles: Listen to God

 Opinions, Site news  2 Responses »
Mar 272010
 

Several months ago, I had a dream that may have saved the life of one of my children.  Soon afterward, I recounted the incident to one of my friends and I’ll share that note here.

A miracle happened to us Sunday. Early that morning I had a nightmare. In that dream I was leaving a building with several people when I found a green pushpin in my hand. I was being hurried with the other people and didn’t want to carry the pushpin with me so I stuck it in the wall next to me. At first I was unsure to do this, but then I saw many pushpins already in the wall so I left mine with all of the others.

Soon in the same dream I found myself and my family on a walk outside. We turned left onto an overgrown trail next to the water. In front of us further down the trail was a bridge that passed overhead. The children had gotten ahead of me and I warned them to be very watchful for snakes. We then immediately saw a garter snake which I pointed out to the children. I told them it was common and harmless and showed them how to identify it. I then turned around and saw that the girls had picked up another harmless snake and were playing with it. We continued walking, but very soon I saw a pigmy rattlesnake crawl by us and then a timber rattlesnake, which I killed with a 6″ long stick in my hand, the only stick I could find. Soon there were water moccasins and rattlesnakes all around me and the panicking children. I picked up Elijah under one arm and started hitting at the snakes with the half-foot stick when I woke up around 4:30 AM and couldn’t fall back asleep.

When I got up, Kathy woke. I apologized for stirring her and told her about my nightmare.

Later that day, the computer running our Internet cell modem was acting up so I went into the apartment bedroom to reset it. After I had done so, I turned around and noticed a green pushpin that I had never seen before on a table next to the bed. I looked at it closely and lifted up the papers next to it and found many more pushpins. The green pushpin was exactly like the one in my dream. This unsettled me a little.

Sunday was beautiful so we wanted to get the children out of the house. I wanted to go to the park and throw the Frisbee, but Kathy suggested that we visit the Cossatot visitor center and then take a hike. I agreed.

When we got to the visitor center, I noticed a live garter snake in a terrarium, one of only four or five live exhibits. After I showed the snake to Elijah, I turned around and was startled to see the girls holding a milk snake. I took a few pictures of them playing with the snake, but was, of course, reminded about my nightmare. After the girls gave the snake back to the woman working at the center, I noticed hiking sticks for sale at the same counter. Disturbed by my nightmare, I decided to get Hattie, Winnie and Elijah hiking sticks since they did not have their own sticks yet. Hiking sticks are are very useful around here for safety and protection, particularly against snakes.

We left the visitor center when Kathy suggested that we walk down to the river. We arrived there, crossed the low foot bridge to the other side and noticed a narrow riverside trail to the left that penetrated through cane thickets mangled by the recent floods. The trail led underneath a bridge that passed high overhead. The children bolted down the trail when Kathy immediately reminded me about my dream. I then shouted to the children to be very careful and watch cautiously for snakes. I told them about my dream and was recounting the things that had happened that day when Hattie, who was leading us with her new walking stick in hand, yelled to me that she found a snake on the trail a few feet in front of her. I ran up to her and saw a water moccasin stretched lengthwise down the trail in a spot that was almost completely overgrown.

Aggressive and unafraid of people, water moccasins are the worst snakes to encounter under such circumstances because they would rather bite you than flee.

Of course, we turned around and left.

However, if I had not had the nightmare which woke me up early that morning, if I had not told Kathy about it, if I had not been reminded of the dream throughout the day and therefore motivated to take it seriously, if I had not purchased the walking sticks, if Kathy had not reminded me of the nightmare when we got on the trail, if all of this had not happened then it is likely if not certain that one of the children would have stepped on the water moccasin and been bitten.

This is not the first time miracles like this have happened to me, and that’s why Kathy took my dream so seriously. I’ve asked myself why God speaks to me this way and I believe it is largely because I believe in Him and listen to Him.