Good for Relyt! I wish I had been that discerning when I walked in at 17 yrs old. Few people knew about Scn so I could not research it as a runnaway kid back in the 70's. The hordes of overts and devious tactics to get more money. Oh, youth spent endeavoring to achieve...
eternity! I never really
bought that the ENTIRE planet could be cleared at all.
Unless there was maybe a 100th monkey effect! :confused2: I wasn't a philanthropist, I was an elitest!! Honestly, at that adolescent age I just wanted the cutting edge. Like on Survivor or any of these last man standing shows. I wanted to be the WINNER.
I left later ashamed, craving integrity processing, HRD and FPRD handling.
My first Clue that a few fellow scios had become unconscious sock puppets for the dark underbelly force of this universe was that whole embarrassing Finance Police era. Davey, Davey.$$$$ Tut tut tut, Thutmose III.
I remember once when the Miami Org was benevolent enough to deliver services to me without payment.... they were absorbing accounts where the actual monies had already been paid to missions which had been raided and robbed to
death. Well, let no good deed go unpunished! They were fined 10,000 dollars when I was surprisingly given the item 'Natural Clear' on a DCSI RD. This, their
penalty for the greed of hanging onto pc's monies that shoulda been channeled up lines! That Natural Clear stuff had only
just been put out!.
What a racket. Hence mass evacuations of 1982_83.
Greed!!! I liken it to some huge dormant genie who's lamp has just received an ardent rubbing. Does it lurk deep in the fabric of the DNA network somewhere....R6....just waiting.
To my mind comes the story of the biblical Simon Magu$ who had all the wisdom and magic of the Babylonians and the Gnostics but tried to sell it for favors and money touting his feats in the town square. It just always ends up as bad karma when it starts to override the true intention to help. I'm guessing there was some clapping
when he supposedly fell from his flight in the sky to his death. People just don't like that much
ego.
My involvement began when I walked into a mission in the then
boom town of Orlando, Florida. Like so many young soon to be yuppies coming down here from the Great Lakes I found income opportunities beyond what I had imagined possible.
The new Disney World development had it's own gravitational field. Businesses popped up in orbit around it.
The
in charges running my small mission were old timers from Las Vegas so what their average pc and student did in Sin City to earn money for their auditing was acceptable for that environment. I'd found similar work here and didn't think too much about it. Making $300 a night
in Florida as a teenager beat the hell out of the Kmart wages I'd left behind in snowy Cleveland. I'd be terrifically validated as an upstat when the
Executive Director came over personally every Saturday morning to pick up my huge advance payments.
( I served cocktails in a gentleman's club.)
My mission actually had NO auditor with a
valid certificate but I was sold a
Power Package that had been expressly put together for
me, designed to include all the necessary processing steps up to the level of
Power. ( These were the days
before Dianetic Clear) We were shown LRH bulletins which lectured that the world would only last for another
5 yrs the way it was going.
Yep, that was the PR line. There was a zone plan being implemented. The prices were now going up 5% on top of 5% each month escalating indefinitely. There was a baby ban initiated at the new Flag Land Base.NOTHING was to rob us of taking advantage of this "brief moment in eternity" where we had a chance to go free and to make it. Such duress. Well, I figured if this planet wasn't going to be here any more I'd better get OT
fast so I could escape....
Getting The Hell OUT of Dodge was on the vision board of my mind. Things were getting serious. This resembled a call to arms!
My D of P and the Exec Dir had actually worked with Nibs (Ron de Wolfe) and LRH to develop some of the CCHs etc. They contributed to the development of some of the procedures in the Creation of Human Ability. They'd been in Phoenix and D.C. and Saint Hill during the formative years. I was in awe of them. I did not question anything. Anyway,I was going to purchase my way to becoming a GOD.
Our staff could not afford to report all the income for services or kick a percentage up the line. The newly chartered
United Churches of Florida (Flag) was casting a giant shadow now ready to dicipline any unethical move.
Staff which had gone through all kinds of shenanigans making ends meet while working around Ron were definitely NOT afraid to color outside the lines. Not when it came to balancing books.They knew full well how things worked behind the scenes.