How I met Arthur Firstenberg

A strange coincidence

One day I got a phone call from someone I had never met before. It was a woman who was crying and she told me she was reacting to EMF’s. She wanted to meet in person so I told her that the Paradise Valley REI would work as it was a public place. I needed to pick up some camping gear as I would be heading for the mountains to get away from the city and heat. She showed up and was a petite woman that appeared to be in her early 40’s. She started with a story that “no one understands how she feels” and blamed it all on the cell towers. She wanted some help so I told her that when exposure is too much I just get out of the city and hang out in the mountains. We parted ways and off I went. Later on that day she called and asked if she could go with me. I thought to my lonely self, I could use the company, so I said yes and picked her up.

We rolled in to Show Low (Arizona) late that night, and saw a cop who was sitting on the side of the road. She became very nervous and said, “I have marijuana in my purse.” I exclaimed, “Are you kidding me? Thanks for telling me now,” and kept an eye on her hands. It ruined the mood as I suspected she was going to plant it in the car. Fortunately, the cop didn’t pull us over and off to the Black River we went.

I had separate sleeping setups for us. She slept in the car and I slept in a tent. The morning came and she was much more relaxed. I listened to her stories talking about how her ex-boyfriend, in Hawaii, worked for an intelligence agency and that she thought he was targeting her. It was a bit interesting since I had come back from living in Hawaii just a few months prior.

She said she was amazed at how good she felt as she sat in a meditation-type pose next to the creek. We spent a couple of nights there as the EMF refugees that we were, and then headed back to Phoenix. I dropped her off at a condo in North Phoenix and off I went to Carbondale, Colorado. I had met a couple of wonderful families there and they helped me out incredibly. One of them had set me up to mitigate the local Waldorf school and another let me stay rent free in a spare house they owned right on the Crystal Creek.

So there I am in beautiful Colorado checking out homes in Carbondale, Aspen, Basalt, and Snowmass when, one day, I get many distress calls from the gal I took camping. She tells me this story about how she had “borrowed” a car from some guy she knew in Phoenix and had drove it to Santa Fe, New Mexico. She had gone into a Kinkos to ask for a place to sleep that was away from cell towers and literally bumped in to a guy named Arthur Firstenberg (celebrity author in the EMF community whose book titled The Invisible Rainbow ). Now that was the strangest story I had ever heard. Coincidence?

Arthur couldn’t get over how this young petite woman walked into his life and was anti cell tower just like him and needed a place to stay.

Anyway, the gal and I finally connect and she tells me, “Paul please come get me. I have been here for a couple of days and feel horrible here at Arthur’s place. We sleep on the floor at his home, and I feel like I’m going to die. He’s very sick. Please, I’m begging you, please come get me as soon as you can, please….”

I thought to myself, Arthur needs help. So, I made a deal with them. I will come get you if I can plug my scope into an outlet to see what is going on there. She called me back and said yes, so I got in my car and drove to Santa Fe that night and arrived to a surprised Arthur Furstenberg.

Arthur was a thin, bearded man with dark circles around his eyes. She had only told him a half hour before I got there that I was coming so he was startled and probably a little paranoid. I went right to the outlet and plugged in my oscilloscope and got the waveform.

He complained about my Panasonic Toughbook saying he could feel something from it so I shut it down. He asked me if I was a certified Building Biologist and I told him, “No way,” as they focus on magnetic fields and things that didn't have gold standard science backing it. I asked him to let me plug in some Stetzerizer filters and he said, “The Building Biologists said these were bad and created magnetic fields.”

I told him that earthing was actually the worst thing he could be doing and, at that point, I could see I was insulting his religion. Arthur wrote a book on EMF and spent a lifetime trying to figure it all out but was doing the worst possible things one could ever do: sleeping on the ground and living in dirty electricity on a PLC grid.

In regards to those filters I thought to myself are you kidding me? There is a group of people out there against something that had saved so many lives? I had used these in every home and people raved about their positive results. They weren’t some scam so many others were trying to sell. I was also surprised that this group recommended an exposure far worse, that of attaching oneself to the utility’s return pathway and saying it was good for you!

I had just met this group (the Building Biologists) as I was invited to come with my smart meter board to their school in Santa Fe, New Mexico. They focused on the complete opposite of what Martin Graham EE PHD, Sam Milham MD, MPH and Dave Stetzer were all about. There was nothing about what Dave and Sam had taught me. I had brought my Fluke Scopemeter to the class and people were asking what it was. It’s used by the US military and one of the best tools anyone could ever use to find critical exposure and they did not use one or teach about it.

The class I attended had quite a few people that could barely grasp EMF exposure. The meters they were trained to use functioned with an on and off switch and came with an instruction manual. So it was pretty easy stuff, but many struggled with basic EMF concepts nevertheless. Needless to say, everyone passed all the tests and, in the history of the school, we were told that only one student had ever failed. Wow! What kind of school is this?, I thought. Come to find out, even though I passed all of their tests and took their most advanced class, there was one more class, and it had nothing to do with EMF. The last thing you had to go through was an actual seance! Where you communicate with what I call “the dark side,” but which they refer to the Egyptian biogeometry gods.