Clay Pigeon
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Yes, Ron used much rhetoric and produced the most bizarre cosmology of any tin pot guru in the long and magnificent history of human horsecrapbut it wasn't religion, the first link you posted has it mixed up. Key word is mythology. The old time greeks before plato and aristole, used the god concept as words since they lacked words back then and even a dictionary, it was in picture or art form or poetry, such as Homer, to try to convey concepts. The concept of god was not religion back then, nor was Jesus Christ, or Christianity, he and them came much later.
Timeline:
http://www.english.hawaii.edu/criticalink/archive/aristotle/times.html
The second link, I like this 1st paragraph :
"Greek mythology is the body of myths originally told by the ancient Greeks. These stories concern the origin and the nature of the world, the lives and activities of deities, heroes, and mythological creatures, and the origins and significance of the ancient Greeks' own cult and ritual practices. Modern scholars study the myths in an attempt to shed light on the religious and political institutions of ancient Greece and its civilization, and to gain understanding of the nature of myth-making itself."
Why we could rewrite it as:
Scientology mythology is the body of myths told by L Ron Hubbard. These stories concern the origin and nature of the world, the lives and activities of thetans, of people, of souls, of clears, of OT's. As taught in the mythical words in Hubbards writings and mythical words in lectures of L Ron Hubbard in the PDC's, Pheonix Lectures, HCOB's, HCO PL's, Advice's, books and everything else he spoke or wrote. Modern exscientologists and scholars study the myths to shed light on the so called religious and political institutions, or organizations, of L Ron Hubbard and it's crowd known as a Scientologists, and to gain understanding of the nature of the myth-making itself.
Aren't we all just trying to do that?
Myself, he used a lot of rhetoric.
But the Greeks!
They, by God, actually knew something. in 1977 in Somerville up under eaves of our garret apartment with it's panoramic view past the city library across the street driving cab and living that wild left-handed black Irish ex-nun and our outrageously fantastic newborn son I spent two weeks reading a fine translation of Plato's "Republic" of which I remember almost nothing but two days after finishing it...
I had a dream...
And I swear it was not just a dream...
I was in the sky above white fluffy cumulus clouds in bright light exactly like bright sunlight save it had no glare to it and a great hand appeared before me and opened. It was like about eighteen feet from heel to fingertip and in the hollow of the palm was a very small pile of tiny gold seeds. I took one and broke it open and the eensiest teeniest drop of shimmering gold liquid oozed out. I touched my my tongue to it...
O my God!!!
Sweet?
As if fresh clover honey were bitter by compare!
Sweet!!!
With an indescribable wetness to it but if you can envision colored water dropped into clear water and how the pigment billows out to fill the whole volume of the glass so did it melt into my tongue to the back of my mouth where it blossomed in all directions forward to lips and face up and back to skull, down the neck to chest and out the arms to hands and and fingers as it suffused the torso hips and groin down the legs to feet and toes and I was alive in every fibre of my being as never before or since...
The dream evanesced into the mist of blessed sleep and I arose at dawn bright as sunlight through a drop of dew.
The Greeks spoke of Nectar.
I have tasted Nectar.
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Out of curiosity, I did check it out. You didn't have anything to do with "one of the worst breaches in U.S. nuclear weapons security in decades". Those who were actually responsible were investigated and disciplined. The investigation was thorough and ... (surprise!) no "OT powers" were found.




