I have spent, as many of you, I do believe, the majority of this life time in Scientology. I wanted to believe that I would became a better and able being if I had followed Scientology teaching.
You wanted it. Not Scn, but you and if you used tools of Scn to achieve what you wanted that's fine, but I'm sure if Scn wasn't around you would have found other ways to achieve what you wanted.
I really wanted to became a better being. Now after 20/30 years I am asking to myself do I achieved this? If I said no I am lying. If I said yes I am lying also. Why? Because the true of the matter is without studying Scientology and applying it to my life I would not be aware that I have lived before and more specifically that I create my future and is not luck. Without it I would have been as my brother. Going to the bone-yard with any Valley girl as the only purpose in life.
You cannot tell that. You cannot tell that without Scn you would have been like your brother, you had a different purpose so you were different from the beginning I guess. Beside that, how can you tell that your purpose in life is more correct, right or better than his purpose in life - which seems to just have fun with girls? He may wonder why you keep messing up with your mind instead of simply enjoy life and make girls happy.
Why are we alive? Why do we exist? Richard Bach in 'Illusions' says life is like a movie, and there are only two reasons why people go watch movies: for
fun or for
learning, or both.
"And a movie is like a lifetime, Don, is that right?"
"Yes."
"Then why would anybody choose a bad lifetime, a horror movie?"
"They not only come to the horror movie for fun, they know it is going to be a horror movie when they walk in," he said.
"But why?..."
"Do you like horror films?"
"No."
"Do you ever see them?"
"No."
"But some people spend a lot of money and time to see horror, or soap-opera problems that to other people are dull and boring?..."
He left the question for me to answer.
"Yes."
"You don’t have to see their films and they don’t have to see yours. That is called ‘freedom.’"
"But why would anybody want to be horrified? Or bored?"
"Because they think they deserve it for horrifying somebody else, or they like the excitement of horrification, or that boring is the way they think films have to be. Can you believe that lots of people for reasons that are very sound to them enjoy believing that they are helpless in their own films? No, you can’t."
"No, I can’t," I said.
"Until you understand that, you will wonder why some people are unhappy. They are unhappy because they have chosen to be unhappy, and, Richard, that is all right!"
"Hm."
"We are game-playing, fun-having creatures, we are the otters of the universe. We cannot die, we cannot hurt ourselves any more than illusions on the screen can be hurt. But we can believe we’re hurt, in whatever agonizing detail we want. We can believe we’re victims, killed and killing, shuddered around by good luck and bad luck."
"Many lifetimes?" I asked.
"How many movies have you seen?"
"Oh."
"Films about living on this planet, about living on other planets; anything that’s got space and time is all movie and all illusion,"
he said. "But for a while we can learn a huge amount and have a lot of fun with our illusions, can we not?"
"How far do you take this movie thing, Don?"
"How far do you want? You saw the film tonight partly because I wanted to see it. Lots of people choose lifetimes because they enjoy doing things together. The actors in the film tonight have played together in other films - before or after depends on which film you’ve seen first, or you can see them at the same time on different screens. We buy tickets to these films, paying admission by agreeing to believe in the reality of space and the reality of time... Neither one is true, but anyone who doesn’t want to pay that price cannot appear on this planet, or in any space-time system at all."
"Are there some people who don’t have any lifetimes at all in space-time?"
"Are there some people who never go to movies?"
"I see. They get their learning in different ways?"
"Right you are," he said, pleased with me. "Space-time is a fairly primitive school. But a lot of people stay with the illusion even if it is boring, and they don’t want the lights turned on early."
"Who writes these movies, Don?"
"Isn’t it strange how much we know if only we ask ourselves
instead of somebody else? Who writes these movies, Richard?"
"We do," I said.
"Who acts?"
"Us."
"Who’s the cameraman, the projectionist, the theater manager, the ticket-taker, the distributor, and who watches them all happen? Who is free to walk out in the middle, any time, change the plot whenever, who is free to see the same film over and over again?"
"Let me guess," I said. "Anybody who wants to?"
"Is that enough freedom for you?"
It makes more sense than Hubbard's cosmology: Marcab, the bad guys, Xenu, the confederacy. Even if part of Hubbard space opera is right, its just another war game on a different level, another movie.