In 1967 I was hooked up to Tim Scully’s biofeedback machine. I knew members of the brotherhood of Eternal Love. When I lived in a commune in San Fransisco with Nancy Hamren and my sister, they went on a double date with Stanley Owsley and Nick Sands. Tim’s childhood friend, Robert, became my art patron. Bob also worked at the Livermore laboratory when he was a teenager. Tim was written up in the Oakland tribune for making his own computer. My brother, Mark Presco, also appeared in a article for his electronic expertise. Mark worked on the computer system for the shuttles, and worked at Hugh’s Aircraft where he had top secret clearance. My brother made a robot in his garage. I never took LSD for kicks. I was part of an experiment.

During the break in my two hour reading at the Berkeley Psychic Institute, a woman how interrupted…