I am Mark Andrew Murray, better known as Mark the Welder. I acquired welding knowledge from the celestial world at the age of two. The day was Fourth of July 1963. This is the only thing I remember from being that age. I remember my dad pointing up to a clear starry sky and saying, "look there's the Apollo." This the first time I was allowed to hold my own sparkler. I took the sparkler walked over to the house where the water spigot protruded and tried welding it when the knowledge, of what it would look like and how to do it came rushing into my mind. Though I didn't know the terminology I understood the principal very well. In high school when I had first exposure to an ARC welder in my Occupational Trades in Industry class the instructor accused me of having somebody else do my welds for me. This led me to showing him that I did the welds which got me accepted to Vo-tech in the welding program. The welding instructor within the first quarter of my junior year came up to me and said Murray you and I are going to nationals I'm so sure that I'd paid your dues today, even though you cannot compete until you are a senior. I finished the two-year program in one year, so I was a student teacher my second year, and a substitute for years after that. My welding instructor was the one who did a lot of the welding on the Apollo my dad pointed at, that fourth of July evening. Head of student services at the time didn't share the same feeling, therefore putting dues in the welding file instead of the appropriate file where it was forgotten. Though I won the regional and state competitions unpaid dues kept me from competing at the national level where I more than likely would have one. Therefore leaving me feeling cheated and angry at institutional society. This led to a life of addictions, failed relationships, self-inflicted wounds, and anger with the structure of institutional society. After many psychiatrists, counselors, government programs, and Bible studies I have recovered. So I am sharing my extensive amount of knowledge with those who need help with the same things. My philosophical self-help books should have something for anyone that reads them. Why, is the first book in a series I am writing on subjects like forgiveness, how thoughts can be our worst enemy, and different practices to help one flourish despite years of self abuse and problems.