The End of All Disease
by R E Payne
This was the
strangest book I’ve ever read. I’ve read it three times now. It’s
good enough to keep your attention, but it’s just strange.
It’s the story
of Royal Rife told like no other story. It’s told through Rife’s own
diaries, through the recollections of those who knew him, through a
report released by the Smithsonian Institute, and then the narrative
turns in to a mystery; a murder mystery as years later after Rife’s
offices on both sides of the continent burned down within days of
each other, doctors using Rife’s machinery were threatened or paid
off, and one mysteriously died, another associate of Rife is found
dead a thousand miles away from where he was last seen after he’d
spoken with a relative of Rife’s who has been asking “too many
Today, 70 years
after Rife had found a cure for cancer (one that would have cured
AIDs) many like to comfort themselves with stories that he never did
what many think he did, that it was just a lot of hubbub, that no
one can prove he was much of a genius.
have all been trashed. The Smithsonian Institute has one. None work today. Rife has been called a “once in a
lifetime genius.” Nobody can fix his microscopes. Some theorize that
the moneyed interests don’t want anyone to fix his microscopes. We’d
see things that defy the foundations of conventional medicine; that
defy the germ theory itself. After viewing live viruses, bacteria,
mold, fungus, and yeast, Royal Rife himself (nobody had previously
seen these things and nobody since has seen many of the things he
In reality, it is not the bacteria themselves that produce
the disease, but we believer it is the chemical constituents of
these microorganisms enacting upon the unbalanced cell metabolism of
the human body that in actuality produce the disease. We also
believe if the metabolism of the human body is perfectly balanced or
poised, it is susceptible to no disease.
interviewed a journalist who had interviewed a convict in prison who
claimed to be the man who broke one piece of every Rife microscope.
He did not name names, but said that he was told by someone who had
worked closely with Rife who told him which part to break. He said
he was paid handsomely for his work with a certified check.
When you read
The End of All Diseases, you will know why modern medicine does not
want a microscope that can view live viruses. You will learn that we
have microbes that change, mutate, become something else, and then
start over. Rife described the birth of a virus once likening it to
a bacterium laying an egg. No one has since seen this. The electron
microscope kills what it sees. We see things frozen in time, but
Rife saw them alive; he saw them change. Rife knew of the
polymorphic life cycles of microorganisms. Modern medicine tells us
this is bunk.
The report from
the Smithsonian Institute admits that it has a hundreds of feet of
motion-picture film that bear witness toe the complete life cycles
of numerous organisms. I wonder where they are and why medical
schools don’t know of them.
R E Payne
suggests an answer to these bothersome questions when he points out
that the author of that Smithsonian report had at least one attempt
on his life after numerous threats. He never wrote about Rife again.
One thing I’ve
said since I first began to write about medicine is that profit
driven medicine has one goal: To profit. Medicine has formed an
illegal monopoly and does what all monopolies do: it crushes
competition to gain market share. To maintain its monopoly, medicine
has the support of the AMA, the FDA, and some 800 lobbyists funded
by them and the pharmaceutical interests. With more lobbyists than
representatives and senators, they make the rules, not the people.
If Royal Rife
could cure tuberculosis, cancer, viral pneumonia, and the common
cold with a few cents of electricity (which, according to all
documentation he could), Wall Street would collapse and it could
take perhaps 20 years to recover. We have built an economic system
in this country stays strong only by keeping people sick.
The hero of this
story, a niece of Royal Rife’s by the name of Anjie, interviewed a
coworker of Rife’s by the name of Dr Cleveland. Dr Cleveland told
Simply stated, when it became obvious from the testing we
were curing animals, and the 20 physicians using our instruments
were curing patients, the theory appeared legitimate, well—from that
moment on, the Establishment of Medicine and Pharmaceuticals—the
whole medical industry—ganged up on us and shut us down. . . . I’m
saying that without Fisbein’s support, and without articles in the
Journal, there wasn’t any way we could get any credibility or
legitimacy. I can’t tell you why it happened, I heard different
stories of why Fish did what he did, but I cannot testify to either
It is no secret that fish had a lot of money. He liked money.
An attorney came to us one day—your uncle was there. He tried to buy
stock in our marketing company. He hinted he knew all the right
people including Fishbein. We were all convinced Fish sent him, but
we didn’t know and we had no way of finding out. When we asked him,
he didn’t actually deny it; he only said that he could not tell us
who sent him. Maybe we were paranoid. I don’t know. I do know that
Fish saw himself as the most vigorous crusader against quackery of
his time. Quackery was whatever he said it was.
Fishbein is the
man who ruled medicine for some fifty years. He is the man who
harassed Harry Hoxsey and had him arrested repeatedly. On his
deathbed, Fishbein admitted that Hoxsey’s clinics were curing cancer
and that he had told lies about Hoxsey and his therapy.
within the pages of The End of All Disease begins just a few short
pages after the interview with Dr Cleveland when it is discovered
that the good doctor has been kidnapped. Nearly everyone Anjie meets
isn’t who she or he presents her/himself to be. Up is down and left
is right. Like Alice, Anjie has stepped through the mirror into a
world where nothing is as it once was, where nothing will ever again
be as it once was.
It’s one heck of
a story that you’re all going to enjoy, even though it will anger