The Effects of Reverse Speech and "Its Only A Metaphor" on me

By: Jerry Hirsch CRSI
Certified Reverse Speech Investigator

I was recently asked to pontificate my experiences with Reverse Speech as it related to reading "Its Only a Metaphor", a book by David John Oates, who is the discoverer of Reverse Speech. What I’m about to relate to you may sound nuts, or crazy, but from my perspective it is simply fact. I have no intention of explaining Reverse Speech in this writing. If you have no understanding of the process you can revert to my thesis paper or other similar papers at, http://www.reversespeech.com.

As a beginning student, back in 1996, I had absolutely no knowledge of what Reverse Speech was. I didn’t understand it, nor did I think much of it. I heard about it on a rather dubious show hosted by Art Bell who was infamous for presenting the fringe nutcases of the world. However after listening to several hours of presentation by David John Oates, I realized this was different from the usual Art Bell fare, and I began to take interest.

Within a few months I became a student of Reverse Speech and was fast becoming a friend of David Oates. David had written a book, among several, called "It’s Only A Metaphor". IOAM is a book that David Oates wrote while in a trance. I personally can’t tell you exactly why it effects some people the way it does, but I can tell you how it effected me. It was an eye opener regarding the paranormal.

As a Police Officer for 22 years, I tend to be skeptical of most things, and had been very skeptical of the paranormal. I must admit that I wasn’t a complete virgin on the subject. Both my wife and my sister in law are partially Cherokee Indian. During our 24 years of marriage I had been told often about spirits and spooks and little "green guys", but I had no real belief in any of it. I blew it off as a cultural thing and let it go at that. But then David offered to let me read IOAM before he released it.

I didn’t expect too much from the book when I started it. The book seemed to simply be a rehash of David’s life and his discovery. I’m not sure I remember when David told me he had written it while in a trance, but I’m glad he didn’t tell me at first or I would have probably trashed it. I’m still not big on trances to this day. As I worked my way through the book, some very interesting things began to happen. I began to see evidence of other Reverse Speech Phenomenon that seemed to involve paranormal activity.

While reading the book, I began to notice things I had not noted before. In the course of my training I also learned that Reverse Speech awakens parts of your mind that you never knew existed. Scientists refer to it as the right brain, and I’ll have to take their word for that. All that I know is that parts of my mind began to see and hear things that I never heard or saw before. Things that my wife and sister, as Indians had taken for granted their entire life. Both were elated that I was beginning to take notice of these "unusual" things.

One of the first incidents that came up is probably a good example. While reading the book, my sister in law wrote me an email in a panic. She told me a wolf was behind me where I couldn’t see it. I was new and she is not an RS student, so neither of us knew what it meant.

I learned later that when David does his trances he often sends his "she-wolf" out there to see people. As I said, I was new and David still didn’t know me well yet. He damn sure wasn’t about to explain his she- wolf to me at that point. Once we discovered that my sister could see his wolf, he began to further explain some of his theories. Had he not had some documentation on this beforehand, I would have blown all of this out the front door. The fact was he did trance with his wolf and my sister from 200 miles away had seen it.

I know how all this sounds to the uninitiated, and let me say it seemed just as weird to me as well. But as I continued to read the book, I started seeing things too. The first thing I noticed was that something was moving around me. My sister in law also began to write me emails asking me about things that she was seeing in "visions". Eventually I focused on the movement and discovered that I could see an Indian Medicine man with 2 feathers in his hair. This was apparently a spirit, or so I thought. I’m not certain why I felt I had to name him, but I felt I had to. So I named him "2-feathers". Not very original but it fit. Some time later I learned that in Indian belief if you feel that you have to name a spirit you have more of a direct connection with him or her.

Now keep in mind, I still didn’t have a whole lot of belief in all this " green guy" stuff. But then again, now I had this Indian "spook" hanging out with me. After consulting with several Indian Shamans, who are high Indian priest types, I was told this was a spirit guild for me. Chances are he had been with me for years. Only now I could see him and was aware of his presence. What created this awareness? I have to presume it was Reverse Speech, and undoubtedly reading IOAM since that was when it all began.

Once you accept these things, the going always becomes easier. On the advice of my sister in law and wife, I actually began to interact with the guild. Several incidents over the next year or so required me to make some serious decisions, several in seconds. All I can say is that I apparently made the right ones. Was it due to guidance? I believe so since there is no other explanation. No amount of training can replace "instinct". I have always depended upon instinct far and above any training that I had. Now I realize that "instinct" was and probably has always been simply, ‘a little help from my friends’.

After you learn to ‘listen’ all becomes much simpler. A little over a year ago I was compelled to go out to some desert property we own. I hadn’t been there in quite some time. I didn’t know why I had to go there, I just knew that I did. This is also near where my sister in law lives. She also knew that I had to do this thing. When I went there the wind was blowing just awful. As I looked around I could see in the clouds a formation that was exactly like what you would call an Indian Totem pole with a thunderbird, all in red. I didn’t have a clue what it meant, but I knew it meant something. I did some research afterwards on the significance of the Thunderbird in Indian folklore. I learned that this was the symbol that "everything was going to be alright". I don’t believe I’ve seen 2-feathers since.

In the Indian beliefs once you are aware of the guild and that guild has completed his mission, he moves on. I quit seeing 2-feathers after the Thunderbird. I presumed initially that it was because I had nearly stopped studying reverse speech daily, and didn’t have time to continually listen to reversals on an ongoing basis. My sister in law has told me that 2-feathers job was done, and he has moved on.

My Sister in law also tells me I have a new guild, which I still can’t see yet. Some guy in a white suit. Frustrated at his inability to communicate with me he has currently taken up bothering my sister in law for the time being. I guess being Indian has its drawbacks.

I’m not sure I’m ready for another spook in my life that looks like Mr. Rourke. (Fantasy Island for you youngsters). My understanding of all this is I really don’t have much of a choice. The choice I have is to accept, reject, or work with it, and that is what I have learned to do.

Am I now absolutely a convert to spooks? Nope. Nothing is absolute. Do I have an opened mind now whereas I didn’t before? You bet I do. I’m receptive to anything that can’t be explained away. At this point you might be asking yourself how is it that a white guy with a German/Russian ancestry could possibly get hooked up with Indian spirits? Obviously just being married to an Indian wasn’t enough, even for me to believe. Well it seems that the Russian culture may have actually been the first migration and are directly related to the American Indian. Who knows. We have a saying in my line of work called "Prima facie", or on the face of it. I’ll go with that until something better comes along.

Jerry Hirsch CRSI