In 1913, a man with a love for machines and a scientific curiosity arrived in San Diego after driving across the country from New York. He had been born in Elkhorn, Nebraska, was 25 years old, and very happily married. He was about to start a new life and open the way to a science of health which will be honored far into the future. His name was Royal Raymond Rife. Close friends, who loved his gentleness and humility while being awed by his genius, called him Roy.
Royal R. Rife was fascinated by bacteriology, microscopes and electronics. For the next 7 years (including a mysterious period in the Navy during World War I in which he traveled to Europe to investigate foreign laboratories for the U.S. government), he thought about and experimented in a variety of fields as well as mastered the mechanical skills necessary to build instruments such as the world had never imagined.
So it was that, in 1920 when the great idea of his life came to him, Royal Rife was ready. And in 1920 he was Investigating the possibilities of electrical treatment of diseases. ‘It was then that he noticed these individualistic differences in the chemical constituents of disease organisms and saw the indication of electrical characteristics, observed electrical polarities in the organisms. “Random speculation on the observation suddenly stirred in his mind a startling, astonishing thought. ‘What would happen if I subjected these organisms to different electrical frequencies?’ he wondered.”
Royal Rife began to gather the tools necessary to do so: microscopes, electronic equipment, tubes, bacteriological equipment, cages for guinea pigs, cameras, and machinery t o build his own designs. Two San Diego industrialists-Timken, owner of the Timken Roller Bearing Company and Bridges, owner of the Bridges Cartage Company-provided funds to establish a laboratory and finance Rife”s research.
By the late 1920s, the first phase of his work was completed. He had built his first microscope, one that broke the existing principles, and he had constructed instruments which enabled him to electronically destroy specific pathological micro-organisms. In the years that followed, he would improve and perfect these early models, identify and classify disease-causing micro-organisms in a totally unique way, including their exact M.O.R. or Mortal Oscillatory Rate (the precise frequency which “blew them up”) and then, in cooperation with leading bacteriologists such as Rosenow and Kendall, along with leading doctors, cure cancer and other diseases in people. Every step was controversial, original, difficult and time consuming.
The opposition was powerful. They eventually did break him and many of those who collaborated with him, but not before Rife left records, microscopes, Royal Rife Machines, electronic frequency instruments, and methods which will enable later generations to establish an entirely new form of painless, non-drug healing. As one of Rife’s co-workers recalled in 1958, forty-five years after he met the genius of San Diego: “He finally got to a point where from years of isolation and clarification and purification of these filterable forms, he could produce cancer in the guinea pigs in two weeks. He tried it on rats, guinea pigs and rabbits, but he found finally that he could confine his efforts to guinea pigs and white rats because every doggone was his pet. And he performed the operations on them in the most meticulous operations you ever want to see in all your born days. No doctor could ever come near to it. He had to wear a big powerful magnifying glass. He performed the most wonderful operations you ever saw. Completely eradicating every tentacle out from the intestines, and sewed the thing up and it got well and didn’t know anything about it at all. Did it not once but hundreds of times.
Royal Rife finally got these cultures on the slide. He could look through this thing and you could see them swimming around absolutely motile and active. Then he”d say, ‘Watch that.’ He’d go turn on the Royal Rife Machine frequency lamps. When he tuned to a certain frequency on the Rife Machine, he’d release the whole doggone flood of power into the room. The doggone little things would die instantly. “He built the microscopes himself. He built the micro-manipulator himself. And the micro-dissector and a lot of other stuff. “I’ve seen Roy sit in that doggone seat without moving, watching the changes in the frequency, watching when the time would come when the virus in the slide would be destroyed. Twenty-four hours was nothing for him. Forty eight hours. He had done it many times. Sit there without moving. He wouldn’t touch anything except a little water. His nerves were just like cold steel. He never moved. His hands never quivered. “Of course he would train beforehand and go through a very careful workout afterward to build himself up again. But that is what I would call one of the most magnificent sights of human control and endurance I’d ever seen. “I’ve seen the cancer virus. I have seen the polio virus. I’ve seen the TB virus.
Here was a man showing people, showing doctors, these viruses of many different kinds of diseases. especially those three deadly ones-TB, polio and cancer. “Time and time again since that time some of these medical men have made the proud discovery that they had isolated we will say one of the viruses of cancer, had isolated one of the viruses of polio. Why that was one of the most ridiculous things in the world. Thirty-five years ago Roy Rife showed them these things.
“These machines demonstrate that you could cure cancer all crazy notions of usurping the rights of the AMA notwithstanding. They definitely could take a leaf out of Roy Rife’s book and do an awful lot of good to this world for sickness and disease. As a consequence, we have lost millions of people that could have been healed by Rife’s machines. “I like Roy Rife. I’ll always remember Roy as my Ideal. He has a tremendous capacity for knowledge and a tremendous capacity for remembering what he has learned. He definitely was my Ideal. Outside of old Teddy Roosevelt, I don’t know of any man any smarter than him and I’ll bank him up against a hundred doctors because he did know his stuff with his scientific knowledge in so many lines. He had so many wrinkles that he could have cashed in and made millions out of it if he had wanted to and I do mean millions of dollars. Which would have benefited the human race, irrespective of this tremendous thing that he built which we call the Rife ray machine.
“In my estimation Roy was one of the most gentle, genteel, self-effacing, moral men I ever met. Not once in all the years I was going over there to the lab, and that was approximately 30 years, did I ever hear him say one word out of place. “All the doctors used to beat a path to Rife’s lab door and that was a beautiful lab at one time. It was beautifully arranged inside. The equipment was just exactly right; his study was just wonderful. It was a place of relics and the atmosphere could not be duplicated anywhere.”
