The Little Thread Which Grew - the Apollo '73 to Everything But

[EP - Ethics Particle]

That and more!

Did they use the word Goy or Goyim to refer to non-jews?

I'll betcha they did!

Plus, I am the "Shegitz" in the family!

Any "shiksas" out there? :confused2:

EP

 

[Ted]

Purple Haze, until recently read this thread and posted here a bit mostly around last December and January. She is an old time Class VIII from the Apollo days and was also around when AOLA was starting up. In talking to me, she told me that she had devised both Exchange by Dynamics and Condition by Dynamics. She said that Hubbard adopted both of these to the tech, thanked her for them but put his name on them. She did not care then and does not care about that now. I did Exchange by dynamics when I did my very first auditing action of Life Repair audited on me by Ty Dillard. I had tremendous wins on it and thought it was brilliant.

One thing though, when we were told to do condition by dynamics and assign each dynamic a condition. I had each dynamic in a different condition. I could be in power on my first and emergency on my second, etc. all the way up, 1 through 8. After doing it this way for many months, I was corrected and told that all the dynaimcs tended to level out to one's lowest dynamic. The concept was that a low dynamic, say perhaps eating badly on the first, would impact the other dynamics and pull the higher ones down.

I do not remember who told me this but they did present some written LRH to back it up. I am positive that Yvonne supported this view and made frequent allusions to it a staff meetings. It was here on ESMB where I re-encountered my original concept that each dynamic's conditions could be separate. I had the luxury of talking to Purple Haze and asked her about this and she told me that her original work considered each dynamic as having a unique condition assigned to it, that all the dynamics did not tend to level out at one condition. She stated that LRH changed this so that they all converged to one dynamic for all with the lowest dynamic pulling down the condition of the higher ones to the lowest level. Purple Haze said she never bought into that. She is still on the board and can be PM'ed if someone wanted to ask her about it.
Lakey

It is my understanding, not from personal experience but from persons who have reported such on the internet, that the eighth dynamic has been cutoff on processes. I mean, the 8D is simply not run. This would include Conditions By Dynamics. This, I could speculate, has something to do with OT-8 processes, which, if internet reporting is correct, involve the eighth dynamic to a large degree.

It would be just like a huckster to promote a full product giving the customer that expectation only to then, after the customer is hooked, inform the customer his expectations were limited to the basic product/service and to get the full deal one had to purchase the add-on features. I see this on TV infomercials and ads all the time. This concept would include paying for your Flag services. Once the money is collected you are told that you have to stay on the Land Base at their exorbitant rates.

As to the technical aspect, if it is possible for one, low condition dynamic to pull down the others, it would be equally possible for the higher condition dynamics to pull the others up. And overall, the eighth dynamic would have the most influence even if the individual in question was focused on the first.

I would find the dynamic with the most influence and highest condition then support it. I would do that before tackling the lower dynamics. Recognition of the rightness of the being and all that would apply. Just because a process is labeled an "ethics action" is no reason to approach it with a different attitude than one would approach with a regular auditing process. Scientologists have special considerations and opinions depending on how they wish to position something for sale or other purposes.

I would trust Purple Haze and her technique over any adds or subtracts from LRH.

 

[RogerB]

RogerB

The Science
What is "ionized water"?

To a chemist like myself, the term is meaningless. True, it is possible for water to contain dissolved ions (electrically-charged atoms or molecules), but that's something else again. Almost all waters found in nature acquire ions such as calcium and bicarbonate as they come into contact with rocks and sediments. Even the purest rainwater contains some hydrogen- and bicarbonate ions that are formed when it picks up carbon dioxide in the atmosphere.

Pure water consists almost entirely of H2O molecules loosely bound in a network-like structure in which individual molecules are constantly changing partners. Water molecules exhibit a very slight tendency to dissociate ("ionize") into hydrogen ions and hydroxide ions:

H2O → H+ + OH–

but the extent of this reaction is severely limited by the fact that the reverse of this reaction is much more rapid, so that on the average, only about two out of every billion H2O molecules are dissociated. No electrical device or chemical additive is capable of increasing these ion concentrations in pure water above this very minute level which is so small that for most practical purposes pure water can be considered to be ion-free, as evidenced by the fact that it will not conduct an electric current.

http://www.chem1.com/CQ/ionbunk.html

Yep, is the reason for my question

 

[CarmeloOrchards]

chemistry was not a subject that I ever too. I'm not going to even feint some knowledge. But give just a subjective review of a product that I get at Whole Foods and Safeway, called Penta water. It makes me feel good. My daughter says the same. That's as far as I'm willing to go..

 

[Ted]

chemistry was not a subject that I ever too. I'm not going to even feint some knowledge. But give just a subjective review of a product that I get at Whole Foods and Safeway, called Penta water. It makes me feel good. My daughter says the same. That's as far as I'm willing to go..

Feel good water...

I like this one. It hydrates like others do not. This is subjective, not scientific. Who cares? Not I.

www.essentiawater.com

 

[RogerB]

Originally Posted by CarmeloOrchards View Post
chemistry was not a subject that I ever too. I'm not going to even feint some knowledge. But give just a subjective review of a product that I get at Whole Foods and Safeway, called Penta water. It makes me feel good. My daughter says the same. That's as far as I'm willing to go..

Feel good water...

I like this one. It hydrates like others do not. This is subjective, not scientific. Who cares? Not I.

www.essentiawater.com

And I think Raffo would agree with both of you . . . feel good is the way to go!

Penta water, I'll have to check it out at Wholefoods on Saturday Sound liker it'll make me feel rather gooder than paying $7,000 for a gizmo!

Actually, though one can "energize" water with various techniques . . . though it will be something difficult to test in a lab except with very specialized gear. The thing behind it is that not all electrons are of equal energy level, and their "quantum state" can be elevated. If this were done to the water molecules, they would probably behave in a more beneficial manner in the body.

My old guru on these matters, Myra Louise, back in Oz called in Prana . . . you could bring it about by tumbling the water . . . . you experience in clean bubbling brooks/stream.

And we know of the Japanese guy who has been taking photos of water ice crystals apparently influenced by thoughts projected at the water.

Rog

 

[lkwdblds]

Kangen's take on "Smart Water"

Feel good water...

I like this one. It hydrates like others do not. This is subjective, not scientific. Who cares? Not I.

www.essentiawater.com

In answer to one of the points in Roger's post above, Kangen mentions that natural water with Kangen's properties occurs naturally in at least three places on Earth. One of them is the famous Lourdes Water at a spa in France, then Germany had one of the other locations and I believe the last one was in India. The Kangen machine at $3,980 not $7,000 is attempting to replicate Lourdes water.

There is a product on the market called "Smart Water" and it ain't cheap. Kangen demo's show it to be an inferior product and that one would be better off drinking tap water. In fact tap water in most U.S. cities, per Kangen is more healthy for people then 7 or 8 of the purified waters which they tested. The worst thing which they tested was Gator Aide. It is so acidic than when Kangen is added to it to make it 50/50, the ph as tested shows no perceptiible change. For local tap water in Newport beach, Ca and 7 to 8 of the bottled waters, just a slight introduction of Kangen causes the mixed waters to immediately become very alkaline.

On the comments by Roger, maybe I am not correctly describing Kangen's claims and I might be using the word ionization too losely. I'll review my notes and read up on Kangen's promotional literature again. The bottom line is as I said it is. They are claiming that Kangen water's molecular structure is altered so that the water can penetrate things, including various membranes of the human body whereas none of the other waters can. They illustrate this with the tea test. They do use the word "hydrate" or "hydration" quite frequently. They claim that within 10 minutes of ingesting the water, your various body organs are being hydrated. Their audiences are full of people who claim cures from diabetes, high chloresteral ,high blood pressure, arthritis, non performing livers and kidneys. The people in the audience are claiming very high energy levels and improved memories (that is one feature I don't need but others would like to attain), slower aging, white and grey hair returning to color and on and on.

I am just relating what their claims are and what demos they do to impress people. I was never good in chemistry and am not qualified to recommend their product from a chemistry oriented basis. I may well be using the word ionization in an improper sense. I DON'T HAVE A DOG IN THIS RACE. I AM JUST REPORTING WHAT I HEAR.

ANOTHER THING THAT I TRIED TO MAKE CLEAR IS THAT EVEN IF THE WATER HAD NO UNUSUAL PROPERTIES, KANGEN STILL OFFERS A MARKETING SCHEME WHICH IS MAKING PEOPLE WEALTHY. That also merits consideration. The woman who would be two levels up from me if I were to join up was challenged by my friend to prove her claimed income of over $100,000. She ran inside her house and brought out a shoebox of paycheck receipts for the last 7 months or so and she was earning a good $10,000 a month doing Kangen Water part time. She still has her Chiropractic and Naturopath practices going as well. She has been doing Kangen only 2 years and is in the process of de-emphasing Chiropratic and Naturopathy and is to eventually go flat out on only the Kangen business. Two men, Daniel and Eli, who have been in Kangen 4 years and claim they are each making about one million a year are said to be willing to show their US Form 1099's for last year, showing that they reported earnings of over $1,000,000 each for the year.

SIMILARITIY TO SCIENTOLOGY? All these hundreds and hundreds of people raving about their wins drinking Kangen water is much like what one finds in a Scientology Organization if one were to conduct interviews in an HGC (Hubbard Guidance Center) where people are receiving auditing or in an Academy where training is going on. Everyone is giving rave reviews for the product and great testimonials.! To quote an old time 40's and 50's quote which was often used, "Its the best thing since sliced bread" Is it a placebo effect or what? Is there any chance of the claims all being true?

This is a weird area for ex Scientologists because for most of us, we would have been the ones giving the rave reviews and assuring others that our claims were authentic and we did believe that they were authentic - that is the irony of it! In actual fact, most of us, especially on this thread, did have significant gains even if the main function of C of S was more of a money grab than a sincere effort to help people. Go to a Helluva Hoax thread and you are told that there were no major gains available at least none that could not have been attained elsewhere and for far far less cost.

KANGEN, IF PHONY IS NOT A HUGE MONEY GRAB NOR A BID TO GET FREE LABOR FROM AN INDIVIDUAL FOR LIFE!! They offer a machine for a one time fee of $3,980. There are also lessor models which go for as low as $2,000. It is a one time purchase and the machine is supposed to work for 25 years without repairs. There is some change of filters and some cleaning and servicing required anually. People make money with a reduction of work load as opposed to C of S.
Lakey

 

[lkwdblds]

An Important Paragraph in this post.

And I think Raffo would agree with both of you . . . feel good is the way to go!

Penta water, I'll have to check it out at Wholefoods on Saturday Sound liker it'll make me feel rather gooder than paying $7,000 for a gizmo!

Actually, though one can "energize" water with various techniques . . . though it will be something difficult to test in a lab except with very specialized gear. The thing behind it is that not all electrons are of equal energy level, and their "quantum state" can be elevated. If this were done to the water molecules, they would probably behave in a more beneficial manner in the body.

My old guru on these matters, Myra Louise, back in Oz called in Prana . . . you could bring it about by tumbling the water . . . . you experience in clean bubbling brooks/stream.

And we know of the Japanese guy who has been taking photos of water ice crystals apparently influenced by thoughts projected at the water.

Rog

The paragraph I highlighted in blue is key. It is a shame that an independent testing agency such as Consumers Union, the publisher of Consumer reports has not tested the Kangen Machine and its lower priced competitors. Such a test would be warranted to validate or debunk the claims being made.

In Japan where Kangen is a bigger factor, I do not know if the Japanese governments made any tests but the Kangen machine is certified as a medical appliance in Japan. In the USA, usage is too small at this time to warrant the application of resources to do the needed testing.
Lakey

 

[RogerB]

Scan the Dox

Lakey,

Scan the relevant dox and post them . . . particularly the "science" parts.

R

 

[lkwdblds]

The low pulling down the high or the high raising the low?

It is my understanding, not from personal experience but from persons who have reported such on the internet, that the eighth dynamic has been cutoff on processes. I mean, the 8D is simply not run. This would include Conditions By Dynamics. This, I could speculate, has something to do with OT-8 processes, which, if internet reporting is correct, involve the eighth dynamic to a large degree.

It would be just like a huckster to promote a full product giving the customer that expectation only to then, after the customer is hooked, inform the customer his expectations were limited to the basic product/service and to get the full deal one had to purchase the add-on features. I see this on TV infomercials and ads all the time. This concept would include paying for your Flag services. Once the money is collected you are told that you have to stay on the Land Base at their exorbitant rates.

As to the technical aspect, if it is possible for one, low condition dynamic to pull down the others, it would be equally possible for the higher condition dynamics to pull the others up. And overall, the eighth dynamic would have the most influence even if the individual in question was focused on the first.

I would find the dynamic with the most influence and highest condition then support it. I would do that before tackling the lower dynamics. Recognition of the rightness of the being and all that would apply. Just because a process is labeled an "ethics action" is no reason to approach it with a different attitude than one would approach with a regular auditing process. Scientologists have special considerations and opinions depending on how they wish to position something for sale or other purposes.

I would trust Purple Haze and her technique over any adds or subtracts from LRH.

Comment on two of Leon's points, not Ted's points, one from this post and one from an earlier post. On this post, I think the effect of the low on the high for the dynamics is similar to the relationship between low and high when relating to the interaction of people at widely differing Tone Levels.

LRH states specifically that a high toned person will raise a low toned person up a little when they interact but a low toned person will bring a higher toned person down a lot. I believe this truth is quite self evident as one goes through life.

Wouldn't it be great if just the opposite was true? A big being with a high tone level comes into an area and is able to just "glow" things right. All the SP's come to present time and lower toned people are lifted way up tone. We know this is not the case. Initially this might be the tendency but the big being acts a a magnet for SP's and is eventually cut down to size by the actions of SP's. When the Big Being is eventually knocked down, in his or her wake, things are slightly more uptone than before he arrived.

Leon, as a technical ace, do you agree with this and if so do you have a technical reason to explain this phenomena. The only explanation I can conjure up is that it is much more difficult to build something up than to tear something down. A beautiful building or a work of art often takes a lot of time and skill to be erected or produced and yet a fire started or a bomb set off by an very low toned and disgruntled person can undo the majesty of what was created over years in only a matter of seconds.

When I was informed in the early 70's that the dynamics operated on this same principle, I accepted it. It seemed likely that improper care of oneself on his or her first dynamic plus marital troubles or troubles with one's kids on the second dynamic would act to sabotage gains on higher dynamics. The converse can also be true. If worldwide nuclear disarmament was declared, it would raise conditions on other dynamics to be sure but it probably wouldn't fix a marital dispute or cure a disease which someone had. It would definitely act in that direction but usually would not be enough to handle lower dynamics.

Yes, I agree about going along with Purple Haze. When she voiced that different dynamics could be assigned differing conditons, I blew down and had a big smile. My original interpretation of the Conditions by Dynamics was vindicated and I instantly returned to my former beliefs from 38 years ago.


ON THE JEWISH TERM "SCHWARZE"
On the Jews using words such as Goy, Goyim, Shicksa and Shagitz, my parents did not use those terms at all but plenty of Jews did. I did not learn Shagitz until I was 18 and introduced my cousin Burt, tall and thin with blonde hair and blue eyes to an Aunt on the other side of the family. The Aunt said, upon meeting Burt, "I would have taken you for a Shage". I asked my Brother what a Shage was and he said it was short for Shagitz, a none Jewish male.

The word shicksa was used often. Often when a Jewish boy went to college or started working for a company, he would bring home a beautiful non Jewish girl whom he was dating and introduce her to his parents. When alone, the parents usually expressed some disappointment that their Son was dating Shicksa's. One couple who were friends of my parents had their only Son tell them that he was going to marry a lovely Asian girl. The parents gave him an ultimatum that if he married this Shicksa, they would disconnect from him and write him out of their will. He chose the bride over his lowlife parents.

The point is that Goyim simply means non Jewish, it does not carry inferences of a lower social caste. I came to Temple in Fullerton when my Mom passed away in 1994. All my "mishpoche" (family members) were at services including my Dad. All these Hebrew prayers were being uttered and people were davening, swaying back and forth in prayer. I did not know the prayers but when songs were sung, I did better, remembering many of the the old songs from my Sunday School days around 1948 plus the Yiddish school I went to, the Workman's Circle ("Arbiter RIng" in both Yiddish and German) in 1951 to 1953. The Rabbi came up to me and said, "What's with you? You are a Goyim now, you don't know anything about your own religion?; how and why did you let this happen? I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

In using those words, Goy, was just not Jewish but there was no implication of inferiiority or of Goy being there to serve us. Goy were respected, mosly as Christians. After all Jesus was a Jew himslef so there was a connection there plus the USA was perceived to have been mainly founded by Christians and this country has been a great great blessing for the Jewish people.

No Jew whom I knew would ever tell a waitress to send over a Goy to clean up a mess. Christian friends were welcome in our house and were offered meals and my parents were totally happy that I was playing with them. When a Christian parent came over to drop off or pick up their kid to play with me or my Brother, my Mom and Dad went out of their way to be ultra nice to them. They were treated and honored as equals.

Goyim was an honored equal, Schwarze was a human being who was not dealt with as an equal socially or intellectually, Schwarze was a being from a servile class and or caste and was treated as such. A Schwarze was not allowed to play with one's kids or eat meals with the family. Shicksa or Shagitz was just a Goy delineated further by including their sex. Most Jews wanted their kids to date and marry Jews but often that did not happen, the parents in such a case were respectful to the Goyim of both sexes. Some hard headed Jews would disown a Son or Daughter who married outside of Judaism. For a Jewish kid to play with or heaven forbid DATE a Schwarze, that simply could not be allowed to happen.

Leon, I am sick of talking about this topic. These are my final remarks. I will give you the last word. This is not rocket science. If you disagree, go ahead and state your point. I will not be replying any more on this topic.
Lakey

 

[Ted]

Co[snippage...]

LRH states specifically that a high toned person will raise a low toned person up a little when they interact but a low toned person will bring a higher toned person down a lot. I believe this truth is quite self evident as one goes through life.

Wouldn't it be great if just the opposite was true? A big being with a high tone level comes into an area and is able to just "glow" things right. All the SP's come to present time and lower toned people are lifted way up tone. We know this is not the case. [snippage...]

Lakey, your comment is not far off the mark.

I have seen this and experienced this.

It is a matter of total granting of beingness, doing, and havingness.

The phenomena breaks down when other beings come up to missed-withhold phenomena, or when the "glowing one" expresses an opinion, observation, etc. This removes the glow and puts other beings on the defensive.

I might add that saying nothing at all can put some beings in a missed withhold phenomena. It's like damned if you do and damned if you don't. Such is life.

 

[lkwdblds]

More vintage Ted. Excellent comments!

Lakey, your comment is not far off the mark.

I have seen this and experienced this.

It is a matter of total granting of beingness, doing, and havingness.

The phenomena breaks down when other beings come up to missed-withhold phenomena, or when the "glowing one" expresses an opinion, observation, etc. This removes the glow and puts other beings on the defensive.

I might add that saying nothing at all can put some beings in a missed withhold phenomena. It's like damned if you do and damned if you don't. Such is life.

Excellent, I got a lot out your astute reply!!... Lakey

 

[EP - Ethics Particle]

One more an I'll STFU - OK?

Comment on two of Leon's points,...

...snip...

Leon, I am sick of talking about this topic. These are my final remarks. I will give you the last word. This is not rocket science. If you disagree, go ahead and state your point. I will not be replying any more on this topic.
Lakey

Just one more wonderful word from the lexicon if you please - the Machatuni!

machatunim


(person) by Metacognizant Sun Jun 30 2002 at 22:28:11
There is no one English word to match all the obligations and anxieties due to your machatunim (pronounced maa cha TUH nim- the "ch" is a gutteral sound as in "J.S. BaCH"). While the English "in-law" relates a person to the relatives of his or her spouse, the Yiddish "machatunim" is a Yiddish word relating someone to the relatives of the spouse, or even potential spouse, or his or her offspring. For instance:

A --- B C --- D
| |
| |
E---------F
If E and F are married, or, more pressingly, are considering getting married, then A and B are the machatunim of C and D, and C and D are the machatunim of A and B. "Machatunim" is a plural noun. The singular male noun is "machatin" and the singular female noun is "machateynes". It's a loaded word, and tends to imply people who you've got to somehow impress. Usage: "Get out the good china, the machatunim are coming to dinner!"!"

EP

 

[Pepin]

One can contact any past identity/personality one chooses and communicate with him/her/it if one chooses.

I guess that means I would be talking with myself. Hello! How am I ?!

 

[The Magic Thetan]

Hi Johnny! I am going to comment on the 3 posts which you wanted comments on!

Post #4858 Yes, the story about your Dad! I really duplicated that story and related it myself on my summary of your luncheon. Sorry, perhaps I should have checked with you first. THE STORY AS YOU TOLD IT TO ME VERBALLY AND TO THE BOARD IN PRINT IS A COMPLETE WORD PICTURE OF BOTH YOUR DAD'S BEINGNESS AND ALSO THE LOVE YOU FELT FOR YOUR DAD!! THE STORY WILL FOREVER BE ETCHED INTO MY MEMORY AND I SUSPECT ALSO THE MEMBORY OF MANY OF OUR READERS. THOUGH WE DID NOT KNOW YOUR DAD LITERALLY, WE TRULY KNOW HIM, NONE THE LESS, THROUGH THE STORY YOU TELL OF HIM, A STORY WHICH IS VERY OBVIOUSLY TOLD WITH GREAT LOVE, OF A FINE MAN, A DAMON RUNYONESQUE TYPE OF MAN AND A GREAT FATHER.

Post #4878 is a "gran tour de force". I will pick just TWO pieces of tech you gave which was sufficient to change me: #1WILLING TO EXPERIENCE ANYTHING AND CHOOSING TO EXPERIENCE ANYTHING ARE NOT THE SAME THING. and #2 BEING ABLE TO VIEW EVERYTHING WHICH HAPPENS TO YOU AS GOOD OR EVEN GREAT IS A GREAT OT ABILITY. THIS IS WHERE OT LIES FOR THE MOST PART, NOT IN VIEWING REMOTELY OR CAUSING MATTER TO MOVE WITH INTENTION ALONE OR EVEN (TO USE YOUR OWN EXAMPLE) MAKING YOUR CARPET FLY WITH YOU ON IT. I AM LEARNING FROM YOU THAT ONE'S "RESPONSE" ABILITY FACTOR IS THE HARBINGER OF TRUE OT. ONCE YOU HAVE THAT FACTOR DOWN, THE OTHER OT TYPE STUFF IS NOT SO IMPORTANT. THE MUST HAVE IS OFF AND THOSE THINGS MAY START OCCURING AS WELL BUT ITS OK IF THEY DO OR THEY DON'T. WHATEVER HAPPENS WITH THOSE IS THE RIGHT THING THAT IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN.

Post #4896 - I wrote a post on August 16, myself, #4826 but it was in a reply I made to Blip so maybe you and others missed reading it. I liked what I said and am going to repeat it here as it is an accurate statement of how I am reacting to you now after the pleasure of having had lunch with you and Blue and I quote myself:

SOME COMMENTS ON TMT He is a very influential being, he causes big effects and good effects on people!

If I reject something which he, Johnny, is telling me one on one with conviction, part of me is going to die. I will never reject anything which he tells me with full conviction. To me he represents the viewpoint that I am a spiritual being, godlike in the ability to cause things and that I am linked with other spirits and my life has meaning and potential and I am carrying out a master plan. He represents to me all kinds of things which wake up life inside of me and make it exciting. If I say, "Come on Johnny, get real, this is all bullshit, your goals are too high and you are just deluding yourself, he won't die but I will be as good as dead." Were I to do such a thing, I would become just a regular Earth type meat body and brain cells type of guy. The physical universe would have won over me. After a long, long period of fighting it off, I would be totally and fully extinguished as a spirit and a godlike bieng. You talk about being a slave, well that would be the case for sure, I would be totally a slave. sleepwalking my way through the flotsam and jetsom of the Physical Universe.

Johnny, here is another appropriate comment I wrote on January 9, 2010 on a thread started by Fisherman called "What keeps you in ruin"

I think the real OT powers are shown down in the trenches, getting things done, changing peoples minds for the better, being a "GO TO" type of guy or woman whom people look to for sound advice and good sense and who can lead by example. I think two examples of OT's in American History would be Abraham Lincoln and Mark Twain. They had honesty, outspokenness, common sense, intelligence and were go to guys who got things done. No mere stage magician type of ability could ever match those true OT abilities.
Lakey

Wow.. Thank you.. It is a pure pleasure to know you and to bask in the glory of who and what you truly are. Love John

 

[The Magic Thetan]

Hi Johnny! I am going to comment on the 3 posts which you wanted comments on!

Post #4858 Yes, the story about your Dad! I really duplicated that story and related it myself on my summary of your luncheon. Sorry, perhaps I should have checked with you first. THE STORY AS YOU TOLD IT TO ME VERBALLY AND TO THE BOARD IN PRINT IS A COMPLETE WORD PICTURE OF BOTH YOUR DAD'S BEINGNESS AND ALSO THE LOVE YOU FELT FOR YOUR DAD!! THE STORY WILL FOREVER BE ETCHED INTO MY MEMORY AND I SUSPECT ALSO THE MEMBORY OF MANY OF OUR READERS. THOUGH WE DID NOT KNOW YOUR DAD LITERALLY, WE TRULY KNOW HIM, NONE THE LESS, THROUGH THE STORY YOU TELL OF HIM, A STORY WHICH IS VERY OBVIOUSLY TOLD WITH GREAT LOVE, OF A FINE MAN, A DAMON RUNYONESQUE TYPE OF MAN AND A GREAT FATHER.

Post #4878 is a "gran tour de force". I will pick just TWO pieces of tech you gave which was sufficient to change me: #1WILLING TO EXPERIENCE ANYTHING AND CHOOSING TO EXPERIENCE ANYTHING ARE NOT THE SAME THING. and #2 BEING ABLE TO VIEW EVERYTHING WHICH HAPPENS TO YOU AS GOOD OR EVEN GREAT IS A GREAT OT ABILITY. THIS IS WHERE OT LIES FOR THE MOST PART, NOT IN VIEWING REMOTELY OR CAUSING MATTER TO MOVE WITH INTENTION ALONE OR EVEN (TO USE YOUR OWN EXAMPLE) MAKING YOUR CARPET FLY WITH YOU ON IT. I AM LEARNING FROM YOU THAT ONE'S "RESPONSE" ABILITY FACTOR IS THE HARBINGER OF TRUE OT. ONCE YOU HAVE THAT FACTOR DOWN, THE OTHER OT TYPE STUFF IS NOT SO IMPORTANT. THE MUST HAVE IS OFF AND THOSE THINGS MAY START OCCURING AS WELL BUT ITS OK IF THEY DO OR THEY DON'T. WHATEVER HAPPENS WITH THOSE IS THE RIGHT THING THAT IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN.

Post #4896 - I wrote a post on August 16, myself, #4826 but it was in a reply I made to Blip so maybe you and others missed reading it. I liked what I said and am going to repeat it here as it is an accurate statement of how I am reacting to you now after the pleasure of having had lunch with you and Blue and I quote myself:

SOME COMMENTS ON TMT He is a very influential being, he causes big effects and good effects on people!

If I reject something which he, Johnny, is telling me one on one with conviction, part of me is going to die. I will never reject anything which he tells me with full conviction. To me he represents the viewpoint that I am a spiritual being, godlike in the ability to cause things and that I am linked with other spirits and my life has meaning and potential and I am carrying out a master plan. He represents to me all kinds of things which wake up life inside of me and make it exciting. If I say, "Come on Johnny, get real, this is all bullshit, your goals are too high and you are just deluding yourself, he won't die but I will be as good as dead." Were I to do such a thing, I would become just a regular Earth type meat body and brain cells type of guy. The physical universe would have won over me. After a long, long period of fighting it off, I would be totally and fully extinguished as a spirit and a godlike bieng. You talk about being a slave, well that would be the case for sure, I would be totally a slave. sleepwalking my way through the flotsam and jetsom of the Physical Universe.

Johnny, here is another appropriate comment I wrote on January 9, 2010 on a thread started by Fisherman called "What keeps you in ruin"

I think the real OT powers are shown down in the trenches, getting things done, changing peoples minds for the better, being a "GO TO" type of guy or woman whom people look to for sound advice and good sense and who can lead by example. I think two examples of OT's in American History would be Abraham Lincoln and Mark Twain. They had honesty, outspokenness, common sense, intelligence and were go to guys who got things done. No mere stage magician type of ability could ever match those true OT abilities.
Lakey

Wow.. Thank you.. It is a pure pleasure to know you and to bask in the glory of who and what you truly are. Love John

 

[The Magic Thetan]

the person I want snuggling up to me in bed, spooning, if you will, is the someone, who is as comfortable with me as an old shoe.

someone who knows my faults, my foibles, my passions, my innermost thoughts.

I don't want someone on a pedestal. I want someone who wants to call me and tell me a funny story or that she got a ticket or just "whatcha doin'?"

my someone knows that if she brings home a stray cat or stray kids, I'll be happy to have them, and that we'll make it work. She knows that if she tells me that we have the grandkids all day, I'll cancel my plans and we'll take the kids and corrupt them with ice cream and pizza and sand and surf.

it's a lot more to do with our basic joys and randomity are close to each other's.

we both read "Cheaper By The Dozen" independently and separately. We both thought it sounded pretty good.

neither of us is very glitzy. just comfortable.

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[FoTi]

the person I want snuggling up to me in bed, spooning, if you will, is the someone, who is as comfortable with me as an old shoe.

someone who knows my faults, my foibles, my passions, my innermost thoughts.

I don't want someone on a pedestal. I want someone who wants to call me and tell me a funny story or that she got a ticket or just "whatcha doin'?"

my someone knows that if she brings home a stray cat or stray kids, I'll be happy to have them, and that we'll make it work. She knows that if she tells me that we have the grandkids all day, I'll cancel my plans and we'll take the kids and corrupt them with ice cream and pizza and sand and surf.

it's a lot more to do with our basic joys and randomity are close to each other's.

we both read "Cheaper By The Dozen" independently and separately. We both thought it sounded pretty good.

neither of us is very glitzy. just comfortable.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16cWiWj--8E&feature=related

Carmelo, you are a trip!

 

[FoTi]

Lakey, this is a question from several days ago that I forgot to ask. You had posted and I don't remember which post it was, but it was a concert that you said...something like....do you see Walt Disney in the audience? Was he there?

 

[The Magic Thetan]

You Are One Hundred Percent Totally Correct

(Another long chapter divided into sections so you can spread it out if prefer. Love John)

You Are One Hundred Percent Totally Correct
4th Submission and 4th Chapter of
The Johnny Raff Chronicles - The Scientology Years
​

One of my greatest spiritual accomplishments was the chronic discovery that everyone actually is one hundred percent totally correct all of the time. The confirmation of this powerfully freeing realization occurred many years after the Church’s declaration that I was an evil, nasty suppressive person who would turn you into a potential trouble source if you had the misfortune of getting too close to me.

For a long time I did not agree that I was a nasty suppressive person who infected my fellow man with the disease of not being able to function smoothly in their progress in life or their progress along the road to total freedom.

Then after my confirmation of the fact that everyone is totally correct all of the time, I realized that they were in fact one hundred present totally correct all of the time.

It may take a bit of time for you to wrap your wits around this concept. It certainly did for me. However, I assure you that the rewards of discovering that it is true are phenomenally freeing and rewarding.

So with your permission, I will share with you some of my ideas on the subject of your being totally correct. Then we can get back to the story of what magical things happened after I graduated from the Northrop Institute of Technology. For if you remember, that is where The Johnny Raff Chronicles left off.

From our point our view, it is somewhat obvious that we always are one hundred percent totally correct, but there is a lot more to it than that. In fact, to a great degree, this is the thing that determines the degree to which we are OT. This is the thing that determines how much conscious and deliberate magic we have or do not have in our lives.

However, before we explore the idea that there is a lot more to this than the simple idea that we are totally correct from our point of view, let us first examine the idea that we really are totally correct from our point of view.

There are fundamentally two functional definitions for the word viewpoint:

1, It is a point from which we view or perceive things. It is a location - a place, and

2. It is our ideas, considerations, opinions and attitudes regarding another person, place or thing.

“I think” it was wrong of “The Church” to tell everyone that I was a nasty suppressive person. “The Church” thought it was a good idea to tell everyone that I was an SP. Well, from our prospective points of view, “I” and “The Church” were and are one hundred percent totally correct. “The Church” had the opinion that I was an SP, and I had the opinion that I was not. We were both correct from “our points of view“.

“The Church” didn’t simply view who and what I was from a particular location in space. They choose to create ideas, considerations, opinions and attitudes regarding me, and at the time, I chose to do the same. Form our points of view we were both one hundred percent totally correct.

I know that this dissertation may seem a bit obvious and tedious. However, I invite you not to fall into the trap of thinking you now know everything there is to know about this already. I once got the idea that I knew all there was to know about a subject, and it got me into a lot of trouble. In actual fact, it completely shut off my ability, my OT ability, to consciously and deliberately create miracles for myself. So please bear with me. We aren’t going to look at this for too long, but maybe this looking will spark in you and me a cord of knowingness that leads to the life magic we are all seeking.

Of course from one point of view, “The Church” didn’t do anything, because “The Church” is not a living, breathing being who can see, hear, smell, feel, taste and experience the pure magic of knowing what life and the universe are all about. “The Church” is composed of a number of individuals that have their points of view. It was these people who collectively decided that it was a good idea to declare me to be an SP based on their viewpoint that I actually was. Or maybe their leader took control of the situation and told them to declare me because he felt it was a good idea to get this so called Magic Thetan out of the way. :shock:For who knows what havoc :shock:might do. He might even do the dastardly thing of convincing people that they were OT before they completed all of the OT courses, and that would be a disaster of monumental proportions. Well regardless of whether it was the group think or some individual who did it, it was a set of created opinions that got me declared.

Actually “The Church” really is alive. It really can see, hear, smell, feel, taste and experience the pure magic of knowing what life and the universe are all about. It really is a living, breathing consciousness that you can talk to as easily as you can talk to me or anybody else. However, that is another subject entirely and if we start going into that right now, we will be here all year. Actually we will be here through all of eternity. So let me curb my aberration here and now. Let me cut off my aberrated tendency to wonder off of the subject at hand.

We Have Viewpoints​

So we all have viewpoints all of the time, and from our point of view, we are always one hundred percent totally correct all of the time.

People spend a lot of time, a lot of their precious time, defending their points of view. “He really is an SP they say.” “No he’s not“, another retorts. He’s a great guy.”

“Yes he is.” “No he’s not.” “Yes he is.” “No he’s not” “YES HE IS!” “NO HE’S NOT!!” And there goes our precious time. There goes our precious attention units. There goes our joy, and there goes our love. All because we CHOOSE to engage in the social wars games of defending our points of view.

The really insane thing is that our viewpoints need no defense. We created them so why do we need to defend them???

If we don’t like the idea that someone or something is opposing our points of view, all we have to do is create the viewpoint that everyone loves and supports our points of view.

But it doesn’t work that way I hear our programmed, aberrated, fixed opinions and attitudes say. It doesn’t work that way. The universe doesn’t just suddenly transform because we change our viewpoints. The universe doesn’t magically become what we want it to be because we arbitrarily change our attitude, our habitual mode of regarding things. (which by the way, is the definition of an attitude - “a habitual mode of regarding anyone or anything.”). We have to get OT, really OT, before we can make everything change at The Speed of Thought, and I’m not even sure that its even possible to get to a state of unlimited power. I am not even sure if it is even a good idea for anyone to have that kind of power, for everyone knows that absolute power corrupts absolutely. What if an SP got that kind of power. My God the havoc he would reek.

Well my dear friends and eternal loved ones, let me let you in on a secret. Everyone does not know that absolute power corrupts absolutely. In actual fact, only an infinitesimally small percentage of the beings in :The MultiVerse create and cling to that viewpoint, for most of the beings in the MultiVerse know with absolute certainty that if you buy into that idea you are likely to become the effect of it. It is only a very small percentage of the beings who hold to the viewpoint that absolute power will be misused, and most of them are inhabiting a small, out of the way planet, called Earth.

Actually everything does change at “The Speed of Thought“, and actually you are OT right NOW. You are an unlimited totally powerful being right NOW. You are just using your unlimited ability to limit yourself.

You are one hundred percent totally correct. If you say it doesn’t work that way, you are one hundred percent totally correct and the universe itself will prove you are right. It will tenaciously defend your fixed opinion and your “habitual modes of regarding things” forever, or for as long as you choose to cling to the viewpoint that it all happens a certain way and no other way.

I again apologize for ever thinking that you were not right. Please accept my heartfelt and sincere apology, for it is absolutely and eternally true that you are always ONE HUNDRED PERCENT TOTALLY CORRECT.

So on with the Story​

So NOW, my Northrop Institute of Technology communications circuits exam was just a memory. Thank God.

I had graduated, and I was subsequently, and delightedly, got hired by the Space Systems Division of Douglas Aircraft in Huntington beach California.

:witch2:I was working on the rocket they were going to send to the moon. I was in the prestigious position of being a rocket Scientologist, and in about thirty years or so, my beloved wife Carolyn would give me a tee shirt that said, “I really am a rocket scientist.”, and with that tee shirt, I would entice people into the viewpoint that this was the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

I had purchased form my roommate a blue 1961 Bullet Nose Studebaker car for fifty dollars, the one that looks like a bullet coming and going.

In order to fully appreciate all the magical things that were about to happen to that car, you must first fully appreciate that when I bought the car, an all powerful, unconditionally loving OT spirit showed up and took on the body of the car, I named her Betsy and she loved the name and the female identity I had blessed her with. Together we traveled the highways of the MultiVerse and she has been with me ever since. Over the years we have mutually agreed to get her a new car body, but regardless of the body we dressed her in, she never left, and I suspect she never will.

Daily I would travel about a hundred and twenty miles at eighty miles an hour or more in the forth lane of the freeway. I would travel from my apartment in Inglewood to the to the towering moon rocket assembly buildings of Douglas' Space Systems Division. Here I would stare in awe and wonder as I thought about the amazing OT WOGS that were able to put this all together.

The Scientology technical dictionary tells us that the word WOG refers to a “Worthy Oriental Gentleman”. It was meant to symbolize someone who wasn’t trying to accomplish anything of value in life. Unfortunately, however, it got turned into a derogatory word by people who fell into the trap of thinking that because they were in Scientology they were better than the people who were not. It used to really piss me off when some of my Scientology colleagues had the gall to think badly of people just because they were not in Scientology. I remember taking one particular idiot down to the Bonaventure Hotel where I had him observe this magnificent creation from a lofty height. “You see this”, I said. “WOGS built this, and before you look down on them again, I suggest that you see if you can design and built one of these. Then you can determine if you still want to refer to “these wogs” as people who are less than you. Until then I suggest you keep your derogatory ideas to yourself. Then you will be the only one who suffers from your stupidity.”

After I completed my attempts to write a computer program that would tell the Saturn Moon rocket to fire is tiny course correction engines so that it could get its ass back onto the path it was supposed to be on, I got back into my blue bullet Studebaker and off I went at eighty mph or more to my Church of Scientology courses. Often I stayed after course so that I could discuss with my fellow classmates the many magical things we were learning, This was especially true when the fellow student was a strikingly looking, sexy woman, like Phyllis, the one gal in our class that had the ability to get me to wonder off of the materials I was studding. Often these after class sharing sessions would go on and on. So it was not uncommon for me to remain at the org, or a local coffee shop. until after midnight. However, sooner or later, I would jump back into MY Betsy Car, dash up a freeway ramp and accelerate her up to a speed that was considered to be illegal from the viewpoint of a number of highway patrolmen.

I remember coming back one evening from my job in Huntington Beach. As usual I was in the high speed lane of the freeway, a lane by the way, that was always free of traffic for some mysterious reason. As I traveled merrily along, I had the thought that I had been breaking the speed limit now for several months, and although I felt I had the self determined Old Timer right to do whatever I damn well pleased, and I also figured that it was about time for me to get a ticket for my brash tendency to ignore the speed limit.

Well in the next instant I was totally blown away, for just as I completed my “time to get a ticket thought“, I glanced into my rear view mirror, and there he was, approaching at great speed, his red lights flashing and his irritating siren screaming into the surrounding area.

I was in an utter state of delight as the patrolman emerged from his car and approached Betsy’s rear end. As he approached with his ticket book to hand, I rolled down Betsy’s window.

“You were doing seventy eight”, he informed me in a stringent tone of voice.

:dancer:“I was doing eighty five,” I replied with a proud radiant smile.

“Yah!”, the officer exclaimed with a tone of amazement in his voice. “And the thing wasn’t burning any oil. What have you got in this old buggy?”

“Just the standard factory built engine”, I replied “but it’s the spirit of the car that makes her fly down the highway with effortless ease.”

We must of talked for a half hour.

He ended up giving me a speeding ticket for going sixty seven miles an hour, which at the time was two miles over the posted speed limit.

Good thing too, because the amount you paid for those tickets was determined by how fast you were going over the speed limit. If the officer had elected to write the ticket for the actual 85 miles an hour that I was going, I would have been in for quite a hefty fine.

That was a really fun experience for me for it was the 1st time that the magical nature of my Betsy Car really astounded somebody. However, it was not to be the last.

Being at “The Org”​

My studies in the Church were nothing short of amazing. I was learning things that I didn’t know existed to be learned. It reminded me of the first line in that first study bulletin that I had encountered on the first day of my first course in Scientology, the one where my ego immediately decided that this introductory course was not worth the money I was paying for it. “In order to study anything, there must be something to study". Well every evening, and every weekend, I was discovering many new things to study. I was in fact on the newly created, latest version, of Ron’s Bridge to Total Freedom. I was also rapidly on my way to becoming a Class-IV auditor due to the fact that I was reportedly the fastest student they ever had at the Los Angeles Academy. Both I and my ego were delighted to get that news.

In addition to my course studies at The Org, I was continuing my tutelage under The Old Timers, especially Louie Jordan. I was doing processes and exercises that would not be on the Bridge for years. In fact, some of them never made it to the Bridge. Under Lou’s brilliant guidance, I was taken through a set of spacation exercises that enabled me to feel as if the entire planet were in my space instead of the space I thought the planet was in when I was the fourteen year old youngest member of the Van Vleck Amateur Astronomers club on the campus of Wesleyan University in Middletown Connecticut.

One of the non Scientological areas that I was ushered into by The Old Timers, led me to end, once and for all, my long adherence to the practice of failing to engage in some carnal knowledge with a lady of the opposite sex. Louie and Jerry had introduced me to a woman named Elsa, and Elsa reminded me of Liza Minnelli’s song from the musical Cabaret, “And as for me I made up my mind in Chelsea. When I go, I’m going like Elsie” However, in this case, it wasn’t Elsie that went out, it was me.

I went out to Elsa’s house, and there in a beautiful setting dressed with plants and feminine knickknacks, I really got the knack of things.

For the most part I want to keep these Johnny Raff Chronicles PG rated, but in this one instance, I feel compelled to share a bit of X-rated material, for although I am not sure that this particular happening would be called an OT spiritual being experience by anyone else, it was for me.

Thanks to Elsa’s lovely touch and guiding nature, I first entered into carnal bliss in her beautiful queen sized bed, and then, after a rest of an hour or so, I got re-introduced to this special kind of joy in yet another way.

Then three hours after that, as we lounged in the living room, the game was again afoot. After several minutes of missionary bliss, I felt Elsa’s hands pushing on my shoulders. Where she was seeking to push me became immediate obvious. At first I resisted the push, for my sudden realization of what I was being requested to do had triggered a wave of intense nausea that rapidly flooded into my stomach. The sickness then proceeded to travel up my body, through my chest cavity, and up to my blood flushed face and head. Actually, it summed that the sickness didn’t stop until it had fully saturated into the very core of my brain and beingness.

The nauseating sickness continued to grow in intensity as the pressure of Elsa’s hands continued to insist that I slide to a lower and lower part of her feminine anatomy.

I have never been one who could easily refuse anyone anything. To a great degree one of my greatest joys in life occurs when I am successfully able to bring joy and pleasure to another. However, I was just not ready for this, and my resistance to the pressure of Elsa’s hands must have been very apparent to her.

“Think!“, I mentally said to myself. “Think!, and think fast“.

“What’s going on here?”, I asked myself.

“It’s obvious what going on“, I psychically replied to the chattering voices in my nauseated head

“The lady wants you to do something that is making you sick“.

“Think, think!”, I said to myself again.

“She must obviously really like what her hands are attempting to get you to do. In fact, she probably loves it“.

“Ok, OK. OK, if she loves it“, I reasoned, “than it is something that can be loved. And with thought, all of my nausea disappeared as if it had been strapped to the side of one of the solid fuel rockets that we periodically exploded into the heavens at breakneck speed.

By the time Elsa’s hands and arms had completed they task of taking my head, face and mouth down to the desired destination, I was ready to perform.

All my nausea and all my sicknesses was gone. I was in a really keyed-out state from my realization that anything that anybody liked, could be liked. So I went to work doing the very best job I possibly could.

To my utter delight, Elsa later reported that it was the best oral sex she had ever had, and I never told her of my journey through the sea of sickness.

Betsy Magic​

It was a beautiful sunny day in Southern California. The two of us sat at the bottom of the hill waiting for the light to change, he in is beautiful red Corvette convertible and I in my blue 1951 bullet Studebaker.

It was a steep hill, a really steep one, possibly the steepest in the LA area.

The light changed and we were off.

We weren’t racing each other. We were simply going up the hill.

About half way up, Betsy effortless glided past the Corvette as it was standing still. Well. it must have hit a cord in the fellow’s ego because he suddenly put his foot to the metal in an attempt to overcome the sense of male humiliation that must have been flooding into his consciousness.

Just as we reached the top of the hill, where we had to stop for another light, he caught up to me.

“My God!” he remarked as he twisted sideways to face me.

“What have you got in that thing?”

“Just the stuff she came with“, I replied as the guy’s mouth dropped open.

“Geeze“, he replied in utter amazement, “I sure hope my car runs that good when it’s that old“.

“I do to", I sincerely replied. “Have a great day“, I remarked as the light changed and Betsy shot off leaving the Corvette for dead.

Chalk up one more for Betsy, for this was the second guy I knew of that she had brought into a state of awe and disbelief. There may have been a bunch of others, for I seldom paid much attention to the cars I zoomed by, but if there were, I knew them not.

One of the most quietly dramatic happenings occurred when I slipped into a Chevron station to fill Betsy up. Although there were a number of times when Betsy demonstrated that she could go an amazingly long distance when the gas gauge said she was empty, I never thought to see just how far she would go on an empty tank of gas. So I was still in the habit of filling her up when I finally got around to noticing that the gas gauge said she needed some sustenance.

As I drifted into some wild imaginings of what magical things I might be able to do when I got all of the Scientology basics under my belt, the gas station attendant attended to Betsy’s needs. This was still the time when there were gas station attendants that actually attended to things.

“You want me to check the oil?” the guy asked breaking me out of the world I was in and back into the so called physical universe.

“Aaa... Sure… I guess so”, I stammered for in all the time that Betsy and I had been together, I never thought about oil. In fact I don’t think I ever even opened the hood.

At the time I wasn’t much of a mechanic. In fact when it came to cars, I was no mechanic at all. Although I was real good at fixing all sorts of things when I was growing up, cars were never my thing. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I loved cars as much as the next guy, but I was never into how they ran or what you did to fix them when they didn’t. That was my brother Mike’s domain. He was a pure magician when it came to cars and motorcycles. His ability was akin to that of my uncle Jim’s when it came to cars. Uncle Jim was the guy you went to when mechanical things didn’t work. When I was growing up, he was the toy fixing wizard. When some mechanical device would not perform as was supposed to perform, you brought it to Uncle Jim.

Latter in my Johnny Raff Chronicles - The Early Years, I will share some amazing stories with you about the amazing family I was blessed with.

My brother Mike didn’t really know Uncle Jim when I was growing up, because he simply wasn’t around. He had not yet taken on one of these human meat bodies that Ron referred to as. “a low combustion carbon engine that runs at 98.6 degrees on a low combustion fuel generally derived from other life forms”. I loved that definition. It was somehow really exciting to think of my body as a carbon engine that injected the low combustion fuel that we call food. I imagined the fuel going in, especially things like my mothers incredible Italian dishes, like lasagna, baked egg plant, baked zeeties, and especially her try to find the words grand enough to do them justice deserts, like her chocolate cream pie that she covered with a cloud of lightly sweetened whip cream, and her ice box cake that sent people into seventh Heaven the moment it touched their taste buds.

Yah, it was real fun to imagine these food fuels descending down a pipe and into the chemical furnace called the stomach. There, as it slowly burned at a low temperature in the process we call digestion, it gave off heat as all burning things do. I could imagine that heat being transported to all the parts of the body so that the brain could tell the body what muscles it should and should not contract. This was a set of mechanics that I could get my spiritual teeth around. However, as I said, it was my brother who became the car and motorcycle wizard. He was the one who would know exactly why the gas station attendant was taking so much time under Betsy’s hood. He would be the one who would understand the guys incredulous remarks when he came back to face me.

:confused2:“That car won’t run.”, the gas station attendant said to me ignoring the fact that I had just driven in a minute ago.

“What do you mean, it won’t run”, I replied.

“It won’t run!”, he insisted.

“It’s got no compression“, he asserted with mechanical certainty. “It won’t run!”

I stared at this nut in utter disbelief. How could he possibly think that when I had just into the station a few minutes ago. Well maybe it was a little longer than a few minutes. The guy, as I said, had been under the hood for quite a while. But how could he possibly think that my beautiful and wondrous Betsy would not run. I have to admit that I was angered a bit by his assertion that my Betsy could not longer dash down the highway, and my anger made we think of one of Ron’s Axioms. The one that asserts that we need to develop a tolerance of stupidity if we ever hope to get things done..

“Come and see for yourself,” the gas station guy insisted as I reluctantly extracted myself from Betsy’s body in response to his invitation for me to observe the obvious fact that my car would not run.

Well he didn‘t know who he was dealing with. I had done all of Ron Hubbard’s Obnosis drills. There was no question in my mind that I could OBSERVE THE OBVIOUS. As far as I was concerned, we were master observers who had the ability to look at the obvious with crystal clarity, and with no mental interfering chatter whatsoever. Well at least I was able to do that. I am not sure if my ego could pull off the acute present time awareness it took to truly observe the obvious, but I obviously could. I even felt that I was as good as Ann the Fair Witness.

In "A Stranger In A Strange Land", the Robert Heinlein science fiction classic that I talked about in an earlier chapter of The Chronicle, there was a wondrous character called Ann the Fair Witness. She was a person who always reported only what she could perceive, nothing more and nothing less. If she was looking at the front of you and could not see your back, she would not assume you had a back, and if someone asked her if you did, she would say that she did not know. She would report only what she could observe.

Well as I looked under Betsy’s hood with the gas station mechanic, I began to feel like I was "A Stranger In A Strange Land", for despite my considerable ability to observe the obvious, I could not see why the mechanic was so adamantly insisting that Betsy would not run.

“See, she hasn’t got any compression”, he kept insisting.

However, I could not see.

I could see that he had taken off some kind of removable housing that laid bear the valves, or the pistons, or whatever they were, but I could not see why he felt that beloved car would not run.

He kept saying things like, “Look!, you can see the ground”, through the pistons, or the valves or something like that. But for the life of me I couldn’t see what he was seeing, maybe it was my lack of mechanical knowledge that prevented me from seeing the things that he felt were so obvious, or maybe it was my certainty that Betsy could run circles around the supposed mechanic. Regardless of what it was that preventing me from seeing what he was seeing, he could not get me to join him in the consideration that the car would not run.

So I just asked his if she needed any oil, to which he sheepishly replied that she did not, despite the fact that I had never checked the oil.

So I went back to the front seat while he put back together what ever it was that he had taken apart.

Then I thanked him, started the car, and dashed up the adjacent ramp and over into the high speed lane of the freeway where I accelerated to the eighty plus miles an hour that was our normal traveling speed.

As I went flying up that freeway entrance ramp, I remembered catching a momentary view of the station mechanic in my rear view mirror. He was standing there staring at the rapidly accelerating Betsy. His mouth was wide open and his face was frozen into an expression of utter disbelief.