The course was made famous by a string of celebrities like John Denver and Mike Oldfield whose careers literally exploded after doing it.

Werner also created The Hunger Project and consults with both Landmark and Harvard Business School.

I spent close to sixty hours in a chair exploring what it is to be human. Kind of a tough call for someone so alienated from society.

So now I am really clear where the spaced out and wacky Mark originates from. I actually connected with me. Not like an existential conversation about connecting with me, but a real connection with my being. I found “I”.

I also discovered I was quite literally born into a conversation for anxiety. Personal to me and not a part of the course. Maybe the reason I only got a fraction of what is possible in the past.

I have been in a state of general anxiety from the day I was born. I was given phenol barbitone when I was a tiny baby and was an agitated child. Pretty extreme. Poor me.

And suddenly here I am 46 years in with glimpses into what it is like to have normal adrenalin levels without using depression as the control factor.

What I really got was I have been using anxiety and panic attacks to manipulate people into giving me special consideration.

What I got to see from my participation in the course is that I don’t breathe properly. I hyperventilate and end up thinking really crazy stuff. And have done it so much, the unreality of it dictates my reality.

It is a very effective way of controlling people. “Look after me or I will lose it” leaves friends and family at their wits end wondering what to do.

Then we dealt with the issue of fear on the course. For some it disappeared. For me, I am in a place where I can take responsibilty for myself and do something about it.

I invent a new beginning for myself and recreate myself as a clearing for the possibility of being truly magical.

And I can see my relationship to my past is dictated by the possibility I invent for my future.

So my experience over the past few days occurs for me as truly magical, right down to the leader Jerry Baden, the flowers and the snow.

I also understood the whole course and was present (in mind at least) to the language right down to the commas.

So what next?

My transport museum conversation is expanding really quickly. I am piecing together key people to make it work and may even have someone lined up to buy the building to put it in.

Landmark disappeared my issues about marketing forever. And, I have partnered with someone to market my book.

I also made a decision to purchase a product which deals specifically with anxiety and panic. To do the program the way it is designed and to complete it.

I ordered Panic Away and have been working through the program.

It is all very grounding.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

mark ty wharton

"What makes this book extraordinary, is the fact Mark has AS.
Mark's book is very different. He has a compelling insight
into how to use Law Of Attraction. An insight many of us
will not be able to see, given the way we are programmed.
He breaks down how and why the Law Of Attraction can be
mastered, in such a way there is not one page in this
book that leaves you without answers..." Reine, New York.

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So you like to think of yourself as, or know someone who is a logical thinker…

The Law Of Attraction with all its magic lucky clovers and new age manifestation is bull, right?

This book might just sway that opinion.

A no nonsense approach to basic human psychology and conditioning that will have it’s reader holding onto their reading chair and reaching for the eject lever.

This book will explain how to take control of your life and
do all the things you always wanted to do in a clear
and easy to understand way, Mark is a visionary...

Particularly aimed at people who are curious about how The Law Of Attraction works; yet may be sceptical, or would not normally associate themselves with ideas from the new thought movement.

Tried your co-workers, husband, wife, grandparents on The Secret and they just won’t listen?

Are you ready to give a life you LOVE and share the LOVE you live?

Whatever your spiritual calling, or understanding of reality, I promise this book WILL work for you!

A set of answers to life, the Universe and everything…

From a brand new paradigm…

©2009 http://www.thelogicofattraction.com

Holographic Creativity Program

"This evening instead of taking my usual nap after work,
I put your creativity program on instead.
It had a remarkable effect...
I feel really relaxed and rested now, and I'm looking
forward to my next try.
You are really on to something here..." Klaus, Norway.

After researching famous creative people from the past, I discovered it was common practice for notable names to have afternoon naps, so I decided to meditate/sleep in the afternoon to increase my creativity.

Unable to find a suitable audio program for myself to meditate/sleep with, I created my own starting with a binaural/holographic recording of dolphins leaping in the North Sea that I made with my daughter Cloudia.

Then I looked at the technology in the Voyager brain training machine I bought in the early nineties. It uses audio tones to create the illusion of a beat frequency for your brain to synchronise to.

I have created a program that starts by simulating the kind of brain waves we experience while sleeping or in deep meditation.

After about twenty minutes I alert the listener and invoke brain waves that simulate stage 5 REM sleep. One aim of polyphasic sleep is to increase creativity by going directly to stage 5 REM sleep during power naps. This program is designed have a similar effect, without having to go to the extremes of sleep deprivation.

Listening to stage 5 REM beat frequencies while coming out
of sleep could be the most creative brain wave pattern a
human being could experience.

The program ends with a brief musical section and brings you gently back to conciousness at which point you are advised to make a record of your creative thoughts on a notepad or dictaphone.

It is essential to use stereo headphones. Please listen responsibly. Do not listen while driving or operating machinery. I do not recommend you listen to this program if you have a history of epilepsy or a seizure disorder.

©2008 http://www.aspergineering.com
Brain synchronization tones, binaural/holographic recordings, music and sounds by Cloudia Tinley & Mark Ty-Wharton.

So here I am driving in my car.
I get that my life is real, I am who I am, I live my truth.
But I also get, that my truth is just a story and I could play the circumstances of my life so many other ways.
Stuff happens, we link the in-between with a story line.
We are not free to act, we act to be free.

Story time…

I am a 46 year old adult male.
People constantly tell me, I can come across as overtly negative. About life, about myself, about others.
I also get that it is NOT part of my story.

I am by nature a problem solver and I also spot detail. If there is the tiniest problem in the smallest detail I will notice (and mention) it as a service to others.

Going to buy a used car?
I am the guy to take with you if you want to nail the salesman on the deal.
Thinking of starting up in business or getting into a relationship?
Or any other area where imperfection would be perfect?
Don’t run the idea by me

While I make negative statements about things, I don’t tend to dwell on them.
They are a driver for betterment.

The story I have currently chosen to run my life from one moment to the next actually turns out to be a very positive and optimistic one.

It goes like this.

I found out I have Asperger Syndrome a few years back and it makes light of my failures. I get to be kind to myself, accept myself a lot and say it is okay I couldn’t do X, or Z, or even Y.
I also have successes where any normal person would have failed, so what am I really missing out on?

I can be angry and frustrated about my past at times, which comes across as negative, yet is a driver to for the future.
I do determination well!

Does it serve me?

A mixed bag. If I strive to do this better, I can have that.

So what of the future?

Because I have successes where any normal person would have failed, I can play on my strengths.
One of my strengths is, I know I can succeed.

But, can I use Asperger Syndrome as my get out clause?

I could and rarely choose to.
I have Asperger Syndrome, so compared to others I am disabled; I only have limited value as a human being – I am doing my best, poor me.

What I realise is…

Poor me takes more energy and effort to sustain than “what’s possible?”

Part of the problem is, I was born into a society that said it has to be a certain way.
Flying in the face of the conventional (even when I think I am not) has never been easy.

My point being?

Roughly 1% of adults have been diagnosed with an autistic spectrum disorder, perhaps more?

They need a voice.

A voice with experience.

My story is, I am that guy.

What makes me special?

What makes me the spokesperson for Autism as opposed to the “WE ARE NOT DISABLED” activists who are FIGHTING their cause…

First and foremost, I know I am disabled.

I accept the limitations of having an autistic mindset, in fact some of them are darn right funny.
I accept I am not going to do well socially and even accept some things I say to some people might upset them.
I accept I get fixated on things and see solutions to problems in a very black or white way.
I might even forget to shave, or wash once in a while. I don’t like hairdressers, or dentists. I refuse to take medication and I have very fixed ideas (about a lot of things).
I may even frighten your children, or you – if I pay your kids too much attention, talk to them like they are adults, or find them more interesting than you!

I also accept a lot of the above can be dealt with for younger people with Asperger Syndrome by educating both them and the adults supporting them.
I am very open to the idea I can constantly update my own logical database of possible scenarios to improve my social relationships.
In otherwords I am not waging a war aganst normal people.

But what of the strengths?

Autism has a place in society.

For me, being overtly negative aboout it, is a driver to find a more positive aspect.

I am that guy.

Autism?

Strengths?

Mine?

My ability to write this, open your mind with words, make you think?

Yours?

An autistic mind on your board of directors?

We already know where that can lead!

Type “List Of Famous People With Aspergers” into Google and see what you get!

An autistic think tank?

Where minds meet genius?

Are you ready yet?

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

Mark Ty-Wharton, author of The Logic Of Attraction.

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Okay, maybe big twins are a bit like Lego, with enough people making parts to make modifying one a lot more simple.
I could buy a big twin engine and a frame to suit.
I could probably buy everything in fact and be left with bolting it together.

I personally like the blank canvas approach.
I have a picture of a bike in my mind.
I build it.

So here I am in the barbers.
With a huge list of things to do to what looks like a totally complete motorcycle.
It is the fiddly detail that takes the most time.
The brackets and all the extraneous stuff, like lights and brakes!

If I cross off the things on the list, one at a time, I will find myself riding a motorcycle to a test station to get a certificate to let me ride on the road.
And I need a haircut to go with that.

The bike itself is based on the idea of a Ferguson tractor.
It is gray with old fashioned lights and a big seat.
So I need a 1940’s haircut.

Long hair, because curls were fashionable, with the ears showing for masculinity.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

I am sitting in the hairdresser with my daughter.
There is an atmosphere in here.
Feel good music plays in the background, a track from the eighties that would have been on the radio when I was a few years older than Cloud is now.

And overlaying that the hubbub of friendly chatter.
The clack of a flip flop.
The sweeping of a broom.
The building seems silent, content.

Nothing terrible has happened here as far as I can tell.
Cloud is sitting in a shower of hair.
Occassionally we exchange glances.
The hair dresser talks of feathers, razors and blends.

After a while I read ‘Woman’s Own’ and catch up on the plot of Eastenders.
What I feel is that it is hard to occupy my mind with anything serious here for more than a few seconds.
I could not work through, or solve a problem in this atmosphere by any means.

This is a place where women escape.
While this place is about defining looks, it is all about feelings or the plain simple lack of meaningful thought.
So what am I picking up.

In general, a group of people who seem happy with their lives.
People willing to let conversation flow where it needs to go.
Like a bubbling brook.
Clear, sparkling, fresh, bright.

She can speak Spanish.
Do you.
When did you find out.
Aww.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

I have had the ghost of Simon Le Bon’s opinion living with me all day.
Simon was a great believer in the idea that the early success of Duran Duran was born out of a hunger for fame and fortune.
And that subsequent or later albums were the more complacent ramblings of accomplished musicians.
So here I am, writing.

And here I am wondering if writing alone will pay the bills.
Do I care?
Not really, it’s not why I am doing it.
Remember, I am a bohemian with Aspergers who does nothing but get high on chocolate and have revelations about consciousness.

Am I hungry?
Not really, I just ate a bar of chocolate.
And so did my lovely partner, who just happens to have a city job.

So, I am a well fed (almost?) middle aged complacent rambler who is at liberty to get high on chocolate and sit around meditating.
One of life’s great thinkers, only unlike some of life’s philosophers, not suffering extreme hardship.
The only hardship I suffered this week was when the broadband went off for an hour.
I recognised that I have always and will always survive on handouts.

I am a cash cow waiting to happen!
I can simply wake up one day, have worse tics and get dialectically disoriented and Gina can shout “carer’s allowance”.
Moments later, crisp government forms with lithographic ink and boxes to cross, tick and sign will litter the threshold of our home.
And within moments my autism status will go from green to red.
And with an “avast me hearties” I’ll poke out the local Bobby’s eye with my Autism Alert card!

But what’s this?
Life is looking up…
Inspiration is at hand!

The cat has just knocked my Chinese hair restoring tonic down the stairs and it has spilled out all over the floor.
The carpet is probably going to be like bull rushes come morning.
Hope I don’t find any wicker baskets bearing babies among them, it’s hard enough dealing with one of the little buggers!

And at £50 a bottle, do I care?
I’ll always have money, so what does it mean?
Perhaps I should end by making a stupid joke about wolves?
Nope, I’ll leave it.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

Photograph by Tim Rosier

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I am like a hamster on a wheel. Mulling over my life experiences and working through them step by step.

Decoding the next negative and limiting belief then moving on.

Perhaps my most limiting belief is that limiting beliefs themselves have an impact on my life?

Or maybe that is a psychological trap. I know one thing is for sure, if I am living a life I love, I am loving working on this stuff.

Figuring out how stuff works is my favourite past time and what better workshop than the most complex of puzzles, me! At the risk of repeating myself I am going to tell an old story.

When I was about seven or eight years old I had a dream. I wanted to be a pop star. I had heard a story on the radio about a star who had smashed up a car and literally stepped out of it straight into a dealership to buy a replacement, leaving the discarded wreckage for someone else to sort out.

The star had so much money he didn’t care. This was when stars used to smash hotels (and believe me when I say I understand the frustration of being on tour). My Mum was furious about it. I thought it was ace!

I can still “feel” what it was going to be like to have the adoration of the fans. I had pop star fever. We all did back then. Slade and T-Rex were big money. Gary Glitter was king.

I was going to drive down Lymington High Street in my Rolls Royce and beckon the Chamberlain sisters aboard (the pretty identical twins from my school), then drive off and smash. That would impress them. Wreck one car, move on to the next.

I have the visual image imprinted on my mind like a piece of video tape. Heaven only knows why the image is still so clear. Dave Hill with his long straight hair looking down on me from an A1 poster on my bedroom wall, in a ridiculous silver cat suit and brandishing a guitar the shape of a swan.

And the shoes, how cool was I going to look when I could afford the platform shoes.

Fast forward about forty years into the future.

I was talking to my fourteen year old daughter about money earlier and telling her she has a 10% royalty on the Creativity CD she helped me record. “I don’t want you to give me the money” she said, “I just want you to keep it”.

“I don’t need any more money” I said, and there it was again. My limiting belief about money, not only in me, in her also. She doesn’t want to be paid, she doesn’t care. Pop star mentality from someone who isn’t. And guess who does that a lot in life.

Yup, I don’t need to be paid either. Mark the fu*king bohemian.

I want the rhapsody, the Rolls Royce, the stupid hat and the blue screen video, but I have conflicting values.

So I got to thinking today about goals.

The visual picture I have for myself when I reach a million sales on my book, amounts to a few thumbnail sized pictures I have printed out and stuck on a bit of card above my bed.

The vision I had when I was seven actually still has more weight.

I have aspired to and felt revulsion for that life style. My friends are ALL famous people and their lives make absolutely no sense to me.

I need to get clear on this.

I want to smell the Suffolk Punch horses, the coal and the machine oil. I want to visualise the sparkle in the eye of my eighty year old foreman who thought his working life was over.

I want to feel my life flash before me (literally) as I watch the Tesla coil synthesiser I have built, fire lightening bolts around me as I stand in my Faraday cage.

And then enjoy watching the latest band I am mentoring give away their entire catalogue under a creative commons licence and top the popularity polls, whatever that might look like in 2012.

Of course I need more money to do this. Imagine if Bill Gates didn’t care about money, global health wouldn’t stand a chance.

With all this in mind, there is a reflection of me, folding in to take my place.

A reflection of me from the future that replaces the one from the past that has been holding me up in the present.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,