A Story From My New Hero
I’d like to share a story from my new hero, who sent me an email today.
He’s my new hero because he indirectly helped me stabilize my prostate MRI scan and improve my prostate symptoms, thus renewing my hope.
I hope this story can be a source of inspiration for you all.
Happy reading
*The Electric Language of Life*
(An essay in four movements)
What cells know that our textbooks still refuse to say.
Dr. h.c. Andreas Ludwig Kalcker
November 29, 2025
In 2012, a senior oncologist in Madrid (I will call him Miguel) diagnosed his closest friend since university, Luis, with locally advanced pancreatic adenocarcinoma.
The tumor had already wrapped itself around the superior mesenteric vessels.
No surgical option. The guidelines were clear: palliative chemotherapy might buy a few extra weeks of nausea and fatigue, nothing more.
Miguel sat Luis down in his office after hours, closed the door, and did something most oncologists never allow themselves to do.
He spoke the truth.
“Luis, the statistics are brutal. Even with treatment you have three to six months, probably less.
Chemo will make you feel like death while only postponing it by days. If it were me, I would skip it.”
Luis listened, pale but strangely calm.
He asked only one question: “So I can do what I want with the time I have left?”
Miguel nodded.
Two weeks later Luis flew to Bali with a one-way ticket, leaving behind a stunned family; he refused to participate.
He had always wanted to see the coral reefs before he died.
He rented a small losmen on the coast near Amed,, and started diving every single day—sometimes three or four dives.
The salt water, the weightlessness, the pure oxygen-enriched air from the tanks, the sun on his skin.
He started to feel alive in a way he had never felt in his job translating contracts in a grey Madrid office.
One of the divemasters noticed how quickly Luis moved through the water and asked where he had learned.
They offered him a job teaching German tourists. He accepted. He never went back.
Years later—Miguel’s phone rang. A number with Indonesian country code.
“Miguel, it’s Luis. I’m coming to Madrid next month for a passport renewal. Want to have coffee?”
Miguel thought it was a cruel joke until Luis walked into the tapas bar on Calle Espíritu Santo, tanned, muscular, and looking twenty years younger than when he had left.
The scans Miguel ordered that same week showed only a thin scar of fibrosis where the tumor had been.
No active disease. No explanation in the literature.
Miguel spent the next hour staring at his former patient and finally asked the only question that mattered:
“What the hell happened to you?”
Luis shrugged. “Oxygen. Saltwater. Happiness. In that order.
Tell your patients.”
Some of them listen.
Most still don’t.
But the cells already know which story is true.
The most important variable in that biology is something we almost never measure: voltage.
The Three Things Luis Gave His Cells That Medicine Never Offers
  1. Hyper-oxygenation, every single day.
Diving with enriched-air nitrox and pure oxygen decompression stops pushed his arterial pO₂ far above normal atmospheric levels for hours at a time. His tissues—especially the hypoxic core of what had been a deadly tumor—were suddenly bathed in oxygen pressures no hospital hyperbaric chamber had ever given him. Similar to a hyperbaric chamber, but better.
2. Osmotic and ionic detoxification through seawater
Swimming in the ocean for hours exposes the body to high concentrations of magnesium, potassium, and trace elements while the osmotic gradient pulls metabolic waste and heavy metals out through the skin, the best detox ever possible.
3. Chronic micro-inflammation quietly dissolved.
A sustained drop in cortisol and a sustained rise in serotonin and dopamine
Luis had been trapped in a marriage he no longer believed in and a job he hated.
In Bali he woke up every morning excited to be alive with a lot of Vitamin D for free.
The psychological shift was total.
Chronic stress—the most potent immunosuppressive and pro-angiogenic signal we know—simply turned off. The tumor did not “miraculously” disappear.
It was starved of the exact ecological conditions that had allowed it to exist in the first place: hypoxia, redox collapse, and sympathetic overdrive.
What the Cells Have Been Trying to Tell Us All Along
Pancreatic tumors are among the most hypoxic and depolarized of all cancers.
Their average tissue pO₂ is 0–5 mmHg (compared with 30–40 mmHg in a healthy pancreas), and their resting membrane potential is often positive. This is not a coincidence; it is the enabling environment.
When Luis flooded that environment with oxygen, negative ions, and joy, three things happened almost immediately at the cellular level:
Mitochondrial membrane potential recovered → ATP production shifted back toward oxidative phosphorylation.
Plasma membrane repolarised toward –50 mV → voltage-gated calcium influx stopped → oncogenic signalling pathways switched off
Microtubules lengthened and reorganised → intracellular transport returned to normal → tumour-suppressor proteins reached the nucleus again
No new drug. No genetic editing. Just biophysics, chemistry, and meaning.
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