It was never really my decision to take this unorthodox path. Somehow, something overcame me after I graduated, and I could not but lead myself here. So it was, for eight years I studied much of what I had studied before and some new things which the public schools never teach. And finally, I am writing this note at the last of the pews, while a teacher stands before the podium, reciting perfectly what he has been taught at the school. You see, what overcame me eight years ago was fleeting, like an apparition, but it was powerful. It’s power drove me on for eight years. But now that it has left me, there no longer is any motivation for me to continue on in this trade; or even worse, to make false promises before hundreds of honest people. I know it’s a terrible thing to do, and it will surely disappoint a great many people, but it is something that I must do. I should have believed myself in the first instance of unbelief.