AN INCREDIBLE!!

[DartSmohen]

Another incredible is that the CoS never announced her passing away in 2002 to their staff or public AFAIK.

http://marysuehubbard.com/[/QUOTE]

Mary Sue's maiden name was Whipp. She had an emerald engagement ring and whenever she wanted to remember something she would transfer it from her left to her right hand.:wink2:

The tribute site is interesting, the photo of MSH and Hubbard together was taken by me in 1967 in Las Palmas on the occasion of her birthday dinner.

Never underestimate her influence over Hubbard. He may have fired the gun, but she made all the bullets.

DS

 

[Leon]

Dart, maybe you can provide some back-up or contradict this one:

I was on the Apollo in 1971. My auditor for a good while was Cathy Cariotaki - bless her, wherever she may be now.

Anyway, we were chatting once amd she told me of something she had witnessed - she was on the bridge as the ship was leaving Casablanca (I think it was) and whoever was in command was steering the ship straight toward some rocks with just seconds before impact. LRH suddenly stormed onto the bridge screaming at whoever and then - as Cathy said it - pulled the ship with pure theta-power broadside through the water 200 yards to get it out of the path of the rocks.

Is there anything in this story?

 

[Vinaire]

Dart, maybe you can provide some back-up or contradict this one:

I was on the Apollo in 1971. My auditor for a good while was Cathy Cariotaki - bless her, wherever she may be now.

Anyway, we were chatting once amd she told me of something she had witnessed - she was on the bridge as the ship was leaving Casablanca (I think it was) and whoever was in command was steering the ship straight toward some rocks with just seconds before impact. LRH suddenly stormed onto the bridge screaming at whoever and then - as Cathy said it - pulled the ship with pure theta-power broadside through the water 200 yards to get it out of the path of the rocks.

Is there anything in this story?

I heard the same story too.

.

 

[Long Gone John]

LRH suddenly stormed onto the bridge screaming and then pulled the ship with pure theta-power broadside through the water 200 yards to get it out of the path of the rocks.

Somebody should've bottled this theta-power stuff. Could be the solution to the planet's green-house gasses/global-warming problems, eh ?

Bit of an 'out-point' that he didn't manage to see any of what might actually be coming on lil ol Teegeeack. :confused2:

Is there anything in this story?

Whatever you want to see - that's the 'beauty" of LRonnie

 

[Mick Wenlock]

Dart, maybe you can provide some back-up or contradict this one:

I was on the Apollo in 1971. My auditor for a good while was Cathy Cariotaki - bless her, wherever she may be now.

Cathy passed away early last year.

 

[Leon]

Cathy passed away early last year.

Thanks for letting me know.

 

[DartSmohen]

Dart, maybe you can provide some back-up or contradict this one:

I was on the Apollo in 1971. My auditor for a good while was Cathy Cariotaki - bless her, wherever she may be now.

Anyway, we were chatting once amd she told me of something she had witnessed - she was on the bridge as the ship was leaving Casablanca (I think it was) and whoever was in command was steering the ship straight toward some rocks with just seconds before impact. LRH suddenly stormed onto the bridge screaming at whoever and then - as Cathy said it - pulled the ship with pure theta-power broadside through the water 200 yards to get it out of the path of the rocks.

Is there anything in this story?

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I was not there at the time.

Interesting scenario. Pure theta power, eh? wow.

DS

 

[Terril park]

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I was not there at the time.

Interesting scenario. Pure theta power, eh? wow.

DS

The way I heard it from I can't remember who was that
Hubbard realised something was wrong and ran up to the bridge.
( that was the theta power) and then handled the circumstances.

 

[Goldenrod]

Another incredible, actually two of them.

October 1960. I had just graduated from recruit training (bootcamp), and had a 2 week leave before having to report to my first duty station.

I decided to make a surprise visit to my family and did so.

I arrived on an early evening in October and knocked at the front door. I was in full uniform. My mother answered and was highly pleased. Two of my four sisters were also at home and the other two were spending the night with teen friends.

I asked where my father was and learned he was "making the rounds." My father was (he is now deceased) a particularly abusive (verbally and physically) man. Regular beatings for all when he would come home after having made the rounds.

But we didn't let that spoil our party.

Some hours later my father walked in. Drunk, cursing, threatening, etc. Until I approached him. He ignored me and started to take a swing at my mother. I blocked that and pushed him to the living room floor.

I then told my mother to take the two girls outside, which she did.

I knew I had to do something to curtail my father's brutal behavior, something that would be long lasting if possible given I would not be around to keep him in check.

As my father got up to his feet, I walked to the opposite side of the living room. I then told him that God was about to punish him for his abusive behavior.

With that, I somehow projected two blue flame colored flows across the room towards him. They wrapped all round his body. I then lifted his body up from the floor and put it up against the ceiling using those flows and all the while telling him it was God's way of punishing him for his evil.

He wept but I kept him against the ceiling for about 3 minutes and continued to repeat he was being punished by God.

I then asked him if he would knock off being abusive to mother and the girls. He continued to weep but said he would never do that again.

With that, I let him down onto the floor still using those flows. When his feet touched the floor, he dropped to his knees, still weeping.

I went over to him and reminded him that God would not be so forgiving if there was a next time.

My mother and I discussed this event years later. She told me she was watching the goings on through the living room window from the outside of the house. Said it freaked her out but she was glad I did what I did.

End of that incredible.

October 1978.

I was with a girlfriend and her family. We were walking back to her family's apartment in the city after having dinner at a local restaurant. The time was about 8:30 PM.

As we approached an intersection, I noticed an elderly man who decided to "J walk" through the intersection although the pedestrian traffic light was "No Walking" and there was on-coming traffic.

I don't know if the elderly man read the no walk sign or even bothered to notice the on-coming traffic. However, it was obvious he was about to be hit by one of the cars that was headed straight for him.

When the car was a few inches from him, I put out a very large flow and lifted the car about 18 inches over the man and put the car back onto the road about 3 feet pass the man.

The elderly man nonetheless fell down, perhaps from shock at having realized his situation.

At any rate, I was immediately concerned that someone might spot that I did what I did so I projected massive confusion into the crowd of others who witnessed the incident.

End of incidents.

I don't know how I did what I did in both instances, I just knew that something had to be done in each instance and I acted.

The first incident was long before Scn, the second was during my Scn tenure.

Goes to show that what we have come to know as "OT powers" are not exclusive to any cult, but rather to each individual. We do what we have to do.

 

[Long Gone John]

The tribute site is interesting, the photo of MSH and Hubbard together was taken by me in 1967 in Las Palmas on the occasion of her birthday dinner.

Never underestimate her influence over Hubbard. He may have fired the gun, but she made all the bullets.

Your accounts are really interesting I must say.

I've had some doubts as to the authenticity I'll admit, but Alan has confirmed one or two of these, and although I wasn't part of the 'theatre' at the time, older friends and family were, so I know at least one other account is true.

Not that it matters, but have you 'identified' yourself somewhere here ?

Honestly, I don't care either way. I'm just interested in people who actually knew LRH - you lot are a dying breed you know

 

[nw2394]

Is there anything in this story?

Don't know. I do know that throwing a ship into hard reverse while turning the rudder to one side has an effect not dissimilar to a hand brake turn in a car. Whether that was part of it or not - who knows.

Nick

 

[DartSmohen]

Don't know. I do know that throwing a ship into hard reverse while turning the rudder to one side has an effect not dissimilar to a hand brake turn in a car. Whether that was part of it or not - who knows.

Nick

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I was the senior helmsman at one time and I can tell you there is a distinct time lag between turning the wheel and seeing a response in the ship changing direction.

One way to accelerate this is to put one propeller into hard astern and the other into hard ahead.

Just make sure you get the correct sequence.!

 

[SchwimmelPuckel]

Looks like DartSmohen invented a very useful concept! An 'Incredible'!!

I always needed this 'word' to describe, not 'The Bridge to Total Freedom', but the 'Suction Tube' to that very 'Bridge'. 'Incredibles' are a primary dissemination channel!

There's a whole book of incredibles: 'Have You Lived Before This Life?', and Hubbards Space Opera is yet more 'Incredibles' - OT abilities and storíes about them.. Incredible!

I was lured in with an 'Incedible'! - The very first Incredible was my (scientologist) friend claiming that one could be exterior.. That he had experienced it.. I accepted this incredible because I believed him!

I decided to go on a Scientology Course.

There was more incredibles in the course room! - People claiming to have been exterior during TR's.. They were bobbing along the ceilings like a party balloon looking down at their own body and all us chickens from above! All while sitting in a chair looking paticularly moronic.. - Guy claimed he felt FREE! That he could go anywhere!

I didn't experience that.. I did feel like wearing a hat. That settled into an old familiar headache as I recall.

But I did accept the 'Incredible'!

I'd also learned that 'invalidating' someones win was really bad! Also talking about 'case'.. That was bad! - This made me not do that of course. Thus the 'Incredibles' worked really well!

My next Incredible experience was REALLY incredible!

The female Course Supervisior when I did this course was a startingly beautiful woman. A woman that by her mere presence made all the male students 'unethical'. They mostly pretended they were not naturally.

So, when I was asked to do the TR8 I at first thought it was rediculous. How on earth could she expect me to be able to lift an ashtray using only my willpower?

But such was her beauty.. I would, and indeed could, do anything for her!

So I simply lifted the ashtray! - I just did it!!! - I was incredoulous!!

The heartbreakingly wonderful Course Supervisor laughed and was so happy for my win! - I became so enamoured with her being so happy because of me.

Like Mae West once said: "Give a man a free hand, and it will be all over you!" - I had an ashtray!

Caught up in the moment of happyness and rapture I touched her everywhere with the ashtray. On her breasts and under her skirt. I was sitting on the chair with my eyes open, not moving a muscle. I really looked like a dork! - But the ashtray was like a living thing.. Like my disembodied hand! - Chasing the Course Supervisor around the room. She screamed laughing and tried to grab the ashtray that flew around her like a busy moth, but I yanked the ashtray away and touched her somewhere else.

Finally she managed to grab it between her buttocks. It startled me and I suddenly realized that I wasn't behaving like a gentleman.

But the Course Supervisor had her sexual engrams and nesting implants in blatant restimulation. She wanted to play 'ashtray' and she wanted even more than that! - Her eyes filled with happy anticipation and short of breath. She was so endearing that I almost wished I had never become a $cientologist.

All my fault, because I forgot myself and behaved ungentlemanlike. Not like a scientologist at all! I had to decline her advances of course. I had to explain carefully how sex and all that was her GE acting up and how that would hamper her progress towards total spiritual freedom.

I showed her HCOB, 26 AUG 1982. Pain and Sex and this:

From the taped lecture "Flows: Patterns of Interaction" - 10 December 1952

THE GE IS A FAMILY MAN

The GE is a family man; the GE is lost without a family. It's very strange, but Homo sap is a family unit. The GE is built on that basis. It's fascinating, fascinating. It's not important to know it but a lot of your urges toward families and so forth are not thetan urges at all, they're the GE. The GE can't survive at all without a family unit. He's just as dead as a mackerel if he isn't a family unit, whereas your thetan is just dead as a mackerel if he gets too mixed up in family units.

You can't talk to GEs; they're kind of psycho. And by the way, you can fall into this dreadful trap with a GE. You see, he uses the MEST universe with which to build. He's gotten very, very bad off and he has to use MEST materials all the time.

So, you get this situation here with the GE, and your GE is busy: build, build, build, build, build. And, of course he's got to have a family to build with.

You get this terrific family thirst. And you get your GE surviving best and being loused up the most because of interfamily relationships.

And your thetan, by the way, can much more easily go into a group. Families are not good groups; they're bad groups.

Sigh! - So no romance came of that. I also had to report her to ethics of course. For having case on post and coming quite out of control.

But don't feel sad. Remember I'm a lying basterd! - While all these incredible stories are probably true, mine are most assuredly dirty lies told for the hellish fun of it!

 

[Goldenrod]

 

[opahgirl]

[ The trouble is you are stuck with it. In Scn it becomes the withold you cannot tell. What happens if you divulge it in session? You know you are heading straight to Ethics. In 1968 on the Liability Cruise, we had a party in the A Deck Lounge. It was after John and Joke O'Keefe had got married. We were all having a great time, listening to music and dancing.In the end it was just MSH and myself dancing together. It was dark, the music was slow and the next thing I know MSH has wrapped her arms around my neck, her tongue is in my ear and she is grinding herself into my crotch. I was 21 at the time. Fortunately for me, that is as far as it went. However, who could I tell? Who in the hell would believe such a story? I was stuck with an incredible. I know of two other guys with whom matters went a lot further. (Alan knows about them too). That incident NEVER cropped up in any session or discussion again. MSH remained a very close friend. she never mentioned it again either.(as far as I know). ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Another incident occured whilst on the RPF in 1973/4. One evening we were sitting in the basement studying when some headlights swept by. We saw them through the air vent. They were silent. W thought nothing of it, thinking it was the crew bus coming back a little early. A few minutes later some of the children came running downstairs telling the nanny that a strange man was looking in their window. The only problem was that their bedrooms were on the first and second floors!! A couple of us ran outside to the back courtyard and looked up. We saw a human figure in a grey suit hovering outside an upper floor window. All of a sudden he took off over the roof. We ran through the building out to the front and there was a VERY bright light at something took off from a grassy patch near the lake. WE went down and there were three distinct depressions in the grass and a burn mark. The three of us looked at each other and decided that this was something we were NOT going to talk about as a) who would believe us b) can you imagine the amount of psychotic behavour that would follow and the outside intrusion into our activities would not be appreciated. We simply grabbed some brooms and rakes and worked over the depressions. Nothing more was said. The kids told their parents about the strange men, but this was played away as a fairy story. The kids knew something had gone on, so did we. This became a group withold among the RPF group. It was our secret and no one else's. To this day I do not know if the other two have ever said anything. They are both DEEP "lifers" in the cult, one on staff, the other a field FSM. I am sure that some of you reading this will treat it with grest scepticism. Well that is up to you. The events did occur as I have described. It feels kind of wierd, having written this. It is as if something has "gone".[/QUOTE]

 

[opahgirl]

Have you ever experienced an Incredible?

An Incredible is something that happens which you cannot tell anyone because you know that no one is going to believe you and if you do say anything, you are going to end up in DEEP sh*t.

I had a few during my time in Scn, the Sea Project and the SO, as well as some later on.

Here is an example; In 1986, I was involved in managing athletes. One day I walked into the changing room and a former Olympic Gold Medallist looked up at my in horror as I observed him injecting himself into his calf.

Who do I tell? What do I say? Who is going to believe me?:confused2:

The trouble is you are stuck with it.






i love the term.......yes i've had incredibles.....though of far less importance.........an incredible.......amazing..........hahahahahahhahahahahhathank you for writing this.......

 

[PTS]

NO CAPES!!


Back in my salad days I was in a nightclub in Toronto and one of those twirling mirror faceted cylinder things fell and missed me by inches. I thought at the time that it was a pretty big win but it became an O/W. It could have killed me but how would I explain in session that I was in a gay bar?

 

[Leland]

[ The trouble is you are stuck with it. In Scn it becomes the withold you cannot tell. What happens if you divulge it in session? You know you are heading straight to Ethics. In 1968 on the Liability Cruise, we had a party in the A Deck Lounge. It was after John and Joke O'Keefe had got married. We were all having a great time, listening to music and dancing.In the end it was just MSH and myself dancing together. It was dark, the music was slow and the next thing I know MSH has wrapped her arms around my neck, her tongue is in my ear and she is grinding herself into my crotch. I was 21 at the time. Fortunately for me, that is as far as it went. However, who could I tell? Who in the hell would believe such a story? I was stuck with an incredible. I know of two other guys with whom matters went a lot further. (Alan knows about them too). That incident NEVER cropped up in any session or discussion again. MSH remained a very close friend. she never mentioned it again either.(as far as I know). ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Another incident occured whilst on the RPF in 1973/4. One evening we were sitting in the basement studying when some headlights swept by. We saw them through the air vent. They were silent. W thought nothing of it, thinking it was the crew bus coming back a little early. A few minutes later some of the children came running downstairs telling the nanny that a strange man was looking in their window. The only problem was that their bedrooms were on the first and second floors!! A couple of us ran outside to the back courtyard and looked up. We saw a human figure in a grey suit hovering outside an upper floor window. All of a sudden he took off over the roof. We ran through the building out to the front and there was a VERY bright light at something took off from a grassy patch near the lake. WE went down and there were three distinct depressions in the grass and a burn mark. The three of us looked at each other and decided that this was something we were NOT going to talk about as a) who would believe us b) can you imagine the amount of psychotic behavour that would follow and the outside intrusion into our activities would not be appreciated. We simply grabbed some brooms and rakes and worked over the depressions. Nothing more was said. The kids told their parents about the strange men, but this was played away as a fairy story. The kids knew something had gone on, so did we. This became a group withold among the RPF group. It was our secret and no one else's. To this day I do not know if the other two have ever said anything. They are both DEEP "lifers" in the cult, one on staff, the other a field FSM. I am sure that some of you reading this will treat it with grest scepticism. Well that is up to you. The events did occur as I have described. It feels kind of wierd, having written this. It is as if something has "gone".

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[Leland]

NO CAPES!!
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Back in my salad days I was in a nightclub in Toronto and one of those twirling mirror faceted cylinder things fell and missed me by inches. I thought at the time that it was a pretty big win but it became an O/W. It could have killed me but how would I explain in session that I was in a gay bar?

Very funny story....It reminded me of one on my own. Its not an incredible....but here goes.

I was working for a Scientology company out of Miami.....and on a business trip to NYC. My client was gay and we went out to a club one night. I think it was called "Crisco." LOL

The club was like a big warehouse....and the DJ was on top of a giant can of "crisco" which overlooked the dance floor.

I won't tell anymore of the story.....other than I didn't "let anything" happen. LOL.....each to his/her own...IMO

 

[La La Lou Lou]

I had thought from your first post that you were just a young person. Now, you tell of being on the Apollo? with MSH in 1968....

And then "RPF in 1973/4"....

I thought from your first post that you had just joined the SO recently...and went to Flag to train, and had just been in the SO a year or two at most....then had family problems and left.

I am a bit confused.

Whatever the case, great stories....and thank you.[/QUOTE]

Look at the beginning of the thread, this is quoting from Dart Smohen's post.