                                    Between Lives
                                      Implants

                                     23 July 1963

                                   By L. Ron Hubbard




            All right? Okay. What's the date?

      [Audience:] &quot;23rd&quot;.

            Twenty-third? Well, what do you know!
      All right, 23rd July AD 13, Saint Hill Special Briefing Course. 

            I had two choices here. I'm working on an assembly line
process for you. I'm trying to smooth out your
      dating problems and that sort of thing. I'm collecting a lot of
information on that, all of it very important as
      far as tone arm action is concerned. I followed through that wrong
date or bad dating or misconception of
      date is the reason the tone arm action is -- and I found out that
the pc's time sense is his basic aberration.
      And therefore I'm working like mad to get you processes that
rehabilitate a pc's time sense. 

            Of course, the most exaggerated statement you could make is
the time for a pc to run engrams is when he
      can call the date. And if you did that - if you did that, it'd be
absolutely sure that the pc would be getting
      tone arm action on R3R, see. And discovered a new rundown of R2H.
You're using an R2H in a training
      pattern right now. Well, R2H exists, of course, as a highly
therapeutic process, too, prac -- more or less the
      way you're doing it. 

            But I've been refining it. Refining it. Getting it down to
about a ten-step action, which gives the maximum
      tone arm action. Aims straight -- I looked around for something I
could use, you see, to rehabilitate a pc's
      time sense, and there it was lying right in our laps. And so I'm
refining that to just rehabilitate a pc's time
      sense. And it does wonders for a case. And finally found that I
may be looking at a one-shot OT process.
      And simple as though it -- as it is. 

            Actually, it becomes much simpler as a process to run than
the one you're running right now as R2H. But
      that is not quite ready to release. There are a couple of
questions that are being -- still kicking around about
      it, such as what happens when the pc gets into an engram and you
say, &quot;When was that?&quot; and he is very
      surprised indeed to be in this engram. And then you say, Well, its
bypassed charge is so-and-so and
      so-and-so.&quot; And he has to put that together for you while sitting
in the middle of one engram -- all very
      interesting. I've got to answer a couple of questions like that
and then I'll release it. 

            The common denominator -- which is what I've been looking
for -- of case levels is simply that and no
      more. It's just the time sense of the individual. That doesn't
mean it's how well-timed he is, or this doesn't
      mean that Gene Krupa and so forth -- that's rhythm sense. But just
time sense. The whenness of things. And
      the deterioration of this sense is what gives you the case levels.
And that is about the end of that. 

            There's tremendous ramifications to this. There are lots of
other things that can make the pc unhappy or
      aberrated or significances by the ton. But a common denominator of
case levels is time sense. And knowing
      that, then you could probably establish case levels, which we were
trying to do by test a short time ago, by
      some kind of a test of time sense. The whenness of things. As
simple as this: &quot;What's your earliest memory
      in this lifetime?&quot; you see? 

            And the pc says, &quot;Well let's see, I can remember back to
when I was twenty-nine,&quot; and so forth. You've
      probably got a case level -- probably a case level 7 or something
like that, you see. We got a case level 6,
      something like that. 

            And you say, &quot;Well, what's the farthest back you can
remember?&quot; and so forth. And he's trying to puzzle
      around and he looks awful cloudy and you wonder what he's puzzling
about so hard. And he's trying to find
      out if he can remember back to breakfast. Well, you've got a case
level 8, don't you see? Or, if he can't grasp
      what you're asking him. No, but it is an indication here, of this
type of thing. Your best -- your best case
      programing, however, is a discussion with the pc about what
process -- because you're dealing mainly with
      long-time pcs -- what process have they been most interested in.
And you're liable to get a very interesting
      ramification out of the pc, is that they have never been
interested in the higher-level process. They were
      really making gains when they were running -- and they will give
you some other process. 

            And that merely gives you the class of process, you know.
That doesn't give you just -- don't continue
      to run the process, necessarily, that they were running, that they
were interested in. But it tells you where
      the interest of the pc is along the case levels and therefore you
can run the pc and he will feel that he can do
      these processes. And you may be running a pc who is,
uncomplainingly and actually unaware of it himself,
      running processes he doesn't feel he can do. You understand? You
may be doing something like this, you
      see. 

            And the pc's sitting right there slugging and trying, and
sweating at it and that sort of thing, and you
      just start being -- just a discussion of interest, see. Interest
discussion, that's all. And the pc says, &quot;Well,
      they so-and-so and so-and-so&quot; and they were really interested as
they were doing some 8-C at one time or
      another and they found that was terribly interesting, and actually
there's no process more interesting than
      that 8-C. Don't you see? You've got your answer right there. Now,
they've done an objective -- an
      objective-type process is one that they feel they can do. 

            These are all on the lines of estimation of cases, don't you
see? But right now I have a little assignment
      for you, is just have a discussion with your pc on this basis. 

            There's a bulletin will be out tomorrow on this subject
that's scheduled to go to HGCs. But you will find it
      considerably interesting and it tells you more about this
discussion, but actually more or less just what I've
      just told you. Just have a discussion with your pc as to what
process has been the most interesting to him
      and what does he consider an interesting process and all that sort
of thing, and put it down in your auditor's
      report. And don't necessarily shift his gears, but this is --
might be very revelatory to you and also to the pc.

            Now, I have a reality on doing a process that is too steep.
I've never had this reality before and -- this is
      the subject of today's lecture -- and I got confused and -- didn't
much appeal to me. Process was just a bit
      too steep. That's a brand-new experience for me, but I can
sympathize .with the guy who's wading along
      now and doing that sort of thing, running something that's a bit
over 'is 'ead. 

            And I had some adventures recently that I'm going to tell
you about in this lecture. And if any of you
      faint or anything like that, why fall straight back in the chair,
not into the aisle and so forth. And if you start
      screaming or anything, why the -- I think the pavilion speakers
are on, aren't they? You can go out there and
      scream. Anyway, the difficulties -- the difficulties of
exploration are based on the fact that you can most
      easily go when you know. 

            And I think the British motorist deserves the gold medal
amongst all gold medals for knowing before
      they go. I remember one time getting a routing from the Royal
Automobile Club for an African trip and they
      gave me little cards. And everything was measured off in tenths of
a mile. And I read these cards all over.
      You went over the top of a brow of a hill, you see, and there was
a small cairn of stones to the right and that
      was 1.7 miles from the point you had just left, you see. And then
down at the bottom there was a small
      bridge and it had a barn on the right, you see, and that was 1.85
miles, you see. And that -- going along and
      -- I read all these cards and didn't bother to take the trip
because it was... 

            But exploration has its disadvantages. Definitely has its
disadvantages, because more than once, why,
      one finds himself out at the end of a ridge and there's no way
back -- he can't get up the sheer surfaces he's
      come down -- and he looks in front of him and he finds there's no
way down. And that is it. And so it can be
      too much of a good thing, not knowing before you go. You actually
can't know too much about where
      you're going before you go when you're doing anything like
exploration of the time track. And I've been
      fronting up on this for some little while and I find very few
times have I had any faint heart or upset along
      that until just recently. And I got the creeps, frankly. 

            And well, it starts like this -- it starts like this: I was
up in the Van Allen belt -- this is factual, and I don't
      know why they're scared of the Van Allen belt, because it's simply
hot. You'd be surprised how warm space
      is. Get down amongst the clouds and so forth, it can get pretty
cold and damp. But you get well up and
      sunlight shining around and that sort of thing, it's quite hot.
And the Van Allen belt was radioactively hot.
      A lot of photons get trapped in that area and so forth. And I was
up there watching the sunrise. Well, that
      was very interesting. And my perception was very good, and I was
taking a look at Norway and Essex and
      the places around, you know, and getting myself sort of oriented.
And then something happened to me that
      I didn't know quite what had happened to me. I thought some
facsimiles must have appeared in front of me,
      but they didn't look like facsimiles. And some other things
happened and I had a feeling like I might possibly
      go into the sun. And a few other little uncomfortablenesses there
where... That wasn't what awed me. But I
      got confused. I got confused because the sun was suddenly larger
and then it was smaller and somehow or
      another I was doing a change of space process that I myself was
not familiar with. And it made me sort of
      bite off my thetan fingernails just a little bit, you know? 

            And I said, &quot;Well, I'd better look this over a little more
thoroughly.&quot; And proceeded to do so. And a bit
      later that day, why I did some reach and withdraw on the polar cap
and so on -- orientation. And we got
      quite a bit out of this because I was able to establish some reach
and withdraw process - I knew how the
      world must look to somebody who was in a body and had pictures
appearing in front of them and that sort
      of thing. I knew they could get kind of queasy about this
situation. 

            Well, that wasn't what overawed me. What overawed me was
when I found out I hadn't been looking at
      pictures. That was upsetting, becau -- I was invalidating my own
perception. It didn't look like pictures, don't
      you see. And I was busy invalidating my own perception and so on,
and I wondered why I was nervous.
      That was what was really puzzling me. What was this all about? And
I couldn't quite figure out what had
      happened and then I finally did find out what had happened. And I
had actually appeared in a dispatcher's
      tower on Venus and had appeared back where I was above here. And
had done it like that. With no volition
      on my own part at all. That was upsetting. 

            You start doing appear and disappear, you see, automatically
and you say, &quot;What's happening? What's
      happening? You mean to say I'm going to be prowling around in the
stratosphere and all of a sudden find
      myself appearing and disappearing elsewhere without any volition
on my own part?&quot; Actually, I didn't think
      all this through until later. 

            But I thought, &quot;Well, prowling around up here is a little
bit over my head just now. And I'd better know a
      little bit more before I go.&quot; So, that was some weeks ago, and
since that time I've been exploring around and
      finally found out what I was looking at. And you talk about a
fellow -- he's brought home this nice pet, tame
      variety of snake, you see, and he's put it in a box. And then a
snakeologist comes along and he says, &quot;Good
      heavens, man! Where did you find that king cobra?&quot; That's the way
I felt. I'd been looking at where you go
      every time you die, see? And I finally found out what this planet
is and why life is so loopy. 

            Now, we've got some of this back in 52. Dishing it out
intellectually; I had a good intellectual reality on it.
      We'd talk about <B>between</B> <B>lives</B> area and we'd dished all this off
the cuff. This is not data which is unknown
      to us, don't you see? But that isn't the same as going there. That
isn't the same as going there with your
      eyes wide open. And realizing that all you had to do was to be
there at the exact point which you're
      supposed to appear at and willy-nilly you would have gone over
Niagara Falls through the implant, you
      see? And that is what has happened to me last few weeks, and... So
I've been studying this situation very
      hard and, as I say, I've come up with the data with regard to it. 

            Of all the nasty, mean and vicious implants that have ever
been invented, this one is it. And has been
      going on for thousands of years. It's the most complete memory
wipeout system and the biggest bunch of
      lies that anybody ever had anything to do with. 

            Now your understanding is that when you die, why somehow or
another about fifteen minutes later you
      appear in another body. Let's look at this thing from a time
disorientation basis. That is a lie. It takes
      sixty-nine days plus. More than sixty-nine days. And you very
often go -- see, this has upset some of our
      calculations. We've wondered what has happened to some of our
people, why they didn't show up again
      immediately, that sort of thing. You've gone as long as eight or
nine years <B>between</B> death and birth. 

            Now what happens -- I'll just give you a fast rundown on
this situation -- what happens is, is you've got
      a compulsion to appear; this was why this yo-yo. see? You got a
compulsion to appear at the <B>between</B> <B>lives</B>
      return-point. And, of course, you just do a disappear at death and
an appear there. You don't travel to there,
      see. It's all nicely implanted and you're supposed to arrive at
this exact point. And having arrived at this
      point you go through the works. And the works consist of a false
death given to you in pictures. You're
      caught there and beamed in, and you get a bunch of pictures which
they have taken -- these aren't your
      pictures -- and it tells you all about the death you just died.
Only that's not the death you just died. They
      give you a completely false death. 

            Now, this gives us a moment of pause, right at this point.
This is alleged by the way, to be a fifteen-day
      time track. It isn't. It isn't. It's days, but it isn't fifteen
days. And it says it's a fifteen-day time track, see, and
      this is fifteen days from where you last were. It starts with a
repetitive picture which gets you good and lost.
      In other words they keep giving you this same picture and this
same picture and this same picture so that
      when you try to back out of the incident you keep running into the
same picture, and you keep thinking that
      you've got the beginning of the incident and you haven't. You've
got a picture in the incident, see, and then
      you go to an earlier picture and you think you've got the picture
now that starts the incident, and that's
      wrong, too. So the trick is to get ahead of it. 

            But that is -- can be varied one way or the other, and I
needn't go on about this, but usually you see an
      actual scene and then you see a picture of a scene. So then you
can't really get outside the pictures in order
      to begin the incident, see, so you can't find basic on the
incident. That's all that amounts to. 

            All right, well this whole series of pictures represented as
happening in the space of fifteen days,
      counted off day after day, gives you your death which is a false
death. And it's not the right death at all.
      Matter of fact, in scouting this in session, I found a death
whereby I got me 'ead blown off about 1150. And
      they showed me a picture of a death by exploding bombards. It was
very interesting, because they didn't
      have bombards in 1150. Get the idea? They didn't have them for
another couple of hundred years, see. They
      weren't common. So they slip. 

            But these pictures they show of your death are all Earth
pictures. I don't know how we explain this. It
      could be explained by them coming down and taking some pictures.
I'd hate to explain it so esoterically as
      they pick up somebody's photograph and photograph his facsimiles,
because in this particular character it
      wasn't possible. Either that or they, in some fashion, preordain
the destination of the society at that point
      and expect your pictures will be concerned with that, don't you
see? But they are Earth pictures, and they
      compare to the historical periods of Earth. For instance, a death
at 750 -- you get knocked off your horse, or
      something of the sort or die in bed with your boots off, and you
go up there and find yourself having died in
      a battle amongst knights. And have a helmet sitting on a cross as
your grave and so forth. That's not your
      grave, but it's a Norman helmet. Interesting, you see. Messed up
like fire drill. In other words, they give you
      the wrong death. That's the way it begins. 

            Now, you move up to a point called the year zero. And thank
God they've got a year zero, because you
      can always date the incident by dating the year zero, because
there is no year zero on your time track. So,
      when you want to look -- take one of these incidents apart for
dating, always look for a hole, Look for a hole
      in the incident, you see, and you'll find something like, well
there's a year zero there. Well, good -- date the
      year zero. For God's sakes don't date the incident! And I'll show
you why in just a moment. 

            Because they give you a future history of your life: This is
going to be your life. Television program
      &quot;This Is Your Life&quot; has no bearing on the thing at all, but I
often wondered why I could never bear the
      stinking program. But this is &quot;This Will Be Your Life.&quot; And they
now give you from the year zero, which
      they communicate to you as the year zero -- this is given in
another room. This is given in a room alongside
      -- another chamber. See, your first fifteen-day period, that all
finishes up, see -- alleged fifteen days, see? 

            Then you go to the year zero, and this is a great big room
-- great big room. And this screen is a whiitish
      colored screen -- surround -- a whitish surround to a copper grid.
This copper grid is many feet long. I
      wouldn't -- haven't tape measured it; didn't have a tape measure!
I'm not really up there very high yet, I can't
      carry things around with me. Anyway, it's -- oh, I don't know --
at a guess, seventy-five feet, hundred and
      twenty-five feet, hundred and fifty feet, something like that,
copper grid. And it's very long and high, but it's
      much narrower than it is long, don't you see? Be on the order of
about three feet high and seventy-five feet
      long, or five feet high and a hundred and fifty feet long,
something of that sort, you see. 

            And this has some compulsive effect upon the thetan, and the
whole thing is to make him make pictures.
      And they don't show you your future life at all. They show you
your -- what happened to you at the year
      zero, at the time you entered the universe. Now it so happens that
there are a lot of incidents where people
      have told you you entered the universe, and some happened not so
long ago and some happened a long
      time ago. And there can be such a thing as a guard room or
something like that, and there's a bunch of
      angels sitting around in the guard room and you walk in in a doll
body -- at the beginning of the universe,
      you walk in in a doll body, you see? Slight discrepancy there.
You're madly out of valence, you see. That's
      you over there. But it's a facsimile of some kind or another. And
the year zero usually takes one of these
      facsimiles. 

            Now, there isn't really a picture in the whole sequence of
the next section of this. There aren't any
      pictures, you understand, except yours. So what actually happens
is from the year zero to the year one
      trillion trillion trillion trillion trillion years in the future,
you're given a compulsion to mock up your own track
      on this screen. And date by date by date by date by date, from the
year zero forward to one trillion trillion
      trillion trillion trillion years, you're given a compulsion to put
your time track up there. And all that's very
      interesting. 

            You finally come to the second significant date, which is
one trillion trillion trillion trillion trillion years in
      the future. This is the wrong date, the wrong-date cake if there
ever was any. But you actually have put your
      own facsimiles from your own year zero forward to that far from
what you considered the year zero. Of
      course, this makes a scramble, too. But they're just your own
pictures. Remember, there wasn't a single
      picture in the whole thing except what you put there. But what did
you put up there? Man, you put up the
      early implants -- you put up the Glade, the Bear, the Gorilla, the
Helatrobus Implants. You put up the whole
      lousy lot; entrapments and everything else. And you just did that,
and this was probably in the course of
      the next sixty days. Not fifteen minutes -- sixty days. Long time,
isn't it? Sixty days of restimulation. And
      wrong dates. 

            Those are all your pictures. You scan somebody through that
sequence and what are you scanning him
      through? You're scanning him through the misdated Helatrobus
Implants. You're scanning him through
      anything and everything that you can think of, all misdated. So
you'd say, &quot;Well, all right, you can't scan
      through these things, so it's impossible to get through it.&quot; And
this was about the time I started to feel
      queasy and felt that I was just being run just a little bit over
my head. I was scanned through it twice and I
      felt that was a little bit over my head. 

            Because to take at a gulp a scan through all of the goals of
the Helatrobus Implant in one single pass, it
      made me feel just a little bit odd. And I felt, &quot;This is a little
bit too steep for me. I'd better find some way to
      take this thing apart so it can be taken apart.&quot; 

            All right, so there's this middle period. That's in the main
room, the middle period. And how a thetan is
      moved through there I don't know yet. I think he must be moved
there -- through there on a very slow
      endless belt proposition. Very slowly. Fantastic slow speed!
Because he spends sixty days going past this
      cotton-picking screen, see? It's not that big. Putting his
pictures on it. 

            Now we get to the third sequence. And this is far more
interesting because they furnish all the pictures,
      which I think is very sweet of them. They don't now try to pick up
any pictures. They throw you, usually --
      nearly always the same sequence. This is a very, very stable
sequence. It's a bunch of pictures, and they
      have some -- there's a -- they use a wavelength communication
system, by the way. Thought-concept
      wavelength communication system is all I can make out of it. Not
words. But you do hear some sound, and
      part of it is a baby crying, and they show you picking up a body
and so forth. And then they show you
      departing. And of course you depart and then you get another
picture of departing and you get another
      picture of departing, so you really never get out of that one
either, see. 

            And then they show you a picture of being sent directly down
to Earth and channeled straight into the
      body of a newborn baby. I think it's awfully nice. And you even
hear the baby cry. I think that's good.
      That's good, it's very clever. And part of this -- and all through
this thing, you've got a false emotion of
      &quot;We're just good Joes and we're doing our best for you.&quot; And you
get the feeling, &quot;Well, we've...&quot; I can
      imagine -- there's one thought concept in there which is terribly
interesting, which I imagine you girls have
      occasionally been startled at, which is &quot;We've treated you like a
gentleman. Remember, we've treated you
      like a gentleman.&quot; 

            Anyway -- you want to know why the girls are always wearing
men's sweaters and so on. But the whole
      idea and the whole emotional tone that's shot at you all during
the rest of this duress, knock-about,
      restimulation, misdating, scramble-up washout is, &quot;We're being
nice.&quot; See? As a matter of fact you'll find
      that this -- I'll bet that you'll occasionally get a pc who will
say, &quot;Well, they treated me well. I couldn't get
      along without this.&quot; You know, that sort of thing. Because that's
the prevailing emotion. No anger, there's
      nothing there. The light touch, see. The most effective possible
touch. 

            Anyway, you then see a picture of yourself separating from
this planet. And how they explain that I
      don't know, but it's sort of -- it's just thrown in for good
measure because it said so on the blueprint, I
      suppose. You've already been sent to Earth, you see, in a -- the
thing is kind of mixed up. And you even get
      a picture of yourself being scooted across a desert on Earth with
yucca trees down under you and that sort
      of thing. And there you are. You're on your way and you're going
down to pick up this baby and everything
      is fine. 

            See, you couldn't pick up a kid without them, you know?
Ha-ha-ha-ha! You couldn't do that, so on.
      Magic, you see, they have all these babies beamed, you know. And
all they do is ride you down the beam
      and you pick up the baby and you're all set. And there you are and
so forth. And this thing, then, with the
      multiple end so that you can't find the end of it easily (you
know, the end and then the end and then the end
      and then the end -- which is the end? and so forth) finally winds
up with what actually happens to you:
      you're simply capsuled and dumped in the gulf of lower California.
Splash! To hell with you. And you're on
      your own, man. And if you can get out of that and through that and
wander around through the cities and
      find some girl who looks like she's going to get married or have a
baby or something like that, you're all set.
      And if you can find a maternity ward to a hospital or something,
you're okay. And you just eventually just
      pick up a baby. You're strictly on your own, man. In a state of
total amnesia and gahh! Having been lied to
      to this degree with your track all scrambled, see. 

            Well, in this sequence you're given a compulsion that the
next time you die you must appear on the
      landing stage. And that's it. That's the whole ruddy, lousy,
cotton-picking lot. This is an interesting -- an
      interesting thing, because this is the most vicious engram I have
ever seen set up. To scan through that
      thing is asking you to scan through a restimulation of a trillion
trillion trillion trillion trillion years of your
      own time track. Just asking you to do it like -- just like that,
see. &quot;Oh, that's all right, just scan through it, you
      know. Ho-ho!&quot; Can't do it, man. 

            And to find the beginning of it -- well, there are other
ones with false beginnings and false endings so
      that you can't get out of them easily, but the time lie: this is
specifically fifteen days. This is your last fifteen
      days, you see, on Earth, you know? Only it isn't. And it's not
even fifteen days. And then the last section
      tells you that it's a hundred days long. You get a hundred days
counted off to you in there. But it isn't a
      hundred days, it's more like about nine days. And then having
channeled you squarely into the head of
      your new body, they dump you in the gulf of lower California. 

            Very interesting. Because by the time you get out of that,
this is a type of facsimile that can't be run.
      Nobody has ever been able to approach even looking at it, so it
gives you enough queasiness so that you
      just tend to back right straight off from the thing -- how the
devil can you undo that? 

            Now, because you've been given such a -- such a compulsion
to appear there... Here I am up in the Van
      Allen belt and I take a look around and I see the sun and I get
myself oriented and I'm just spotting myself
      around, you know, getting ready to flex a bicep or something like
this, and I just glance in the direction of
      Venus and I go -- I'm on the landing stage. See, the compulsions
shift me in space. I didn't stay on the
      landing stage. Still, I went up and looked around the airport,
took a look around the airport. I found, oddly
      enough, that I'd gotten curious about this place before, some
hundreds of years ago, and had simply hung
      around for a while and hadn't gone through the implant. 

            But this has been going on for as long as you've been on
this planet. There's lots of these -- they run
      somewhere in the neighborhood of two to three per century. If
you've been on this planet ten thousand
      years you've got -- what? Quite a few of them. Figure it out for
yourself. That's how many of these
      confounded things you got. And as far as I know it hasn't changed
an iota. I could -- I'm saying a little bit
      more than I know now. But I think it -- it apparently was simply
set up and it's continued on. There's been no
      vast change of pattern, as far as I know. But I'm prepared to
amend that when I start looking at a few early
      facsimiles on it, which I haven't yet. 

            The point is this: the Helatrobus Implants, the Gorilla
Implants, the Bear Implants, way back thetan fights
      and all of this kind of thing -- you got through all that. You got
through all that and you were still OT. They
      used to say about me that I'd never been the same after the second
Helatrobus, you know? I used to
      occasionally snarl at people more than I used to earlier. But
before I hit this place I was on the same post for
      eighty trillion years, same post, same name. Give you some idea of
stability of identity. 

            Mary Sue gave the cue on this thing. She said, &quot;Look at how
hard they have to work to keep you from
      being OT!&quot; Hey, now, that's quite a thought! Isn't that quite a
thought? Hm? Now you look at this. You look
      at this, now. The complete idiocy of it. Somebody sits up on Venus
-- there are probably some other stations
      around up in the system. This one's on Venus. I notice that we all
believe that Venus has a methane
      atmosphere and is unlivable. I almost got run down by a freight
locomotive the other day -- didn't look very
      uncivilized to me. I'm allergic to freight locomotives, they're
always running into you.

Now we notice that Mars doesn't have any atmosphere either and won't
support life. In spite of the fact
      that it turns green and red and purple with the seasons, it
doesn't support life. We understand -- there's lots
      of things we understand about this system -- heh-heh! Isn't it?
But this is a carefully maintained station.
      And a space-opera, meat-body type society maintains it very
carefully. They have a hospital, there's space
      craft hanging around there, dispatcher stations, landing
platforms, this type of thing. It's all highly civilized,
      but they carefully maintain this one. And it's very interesting,
they maintain this one. They've maintained it
      for thousands of years without any change. Why, it's fascinating.
Why are they maintaining this thing?
      Why? Why is it so important to them? 

            Don't be deluded by the atmosphere they pump into you -- the
emotion they pump into you during the
      implant, that it's all for the best in this best of all possible
worlds, man. It might be that, &quot;We've treated you
      like a gentleman,&quot; but the fact of the case is, I classify that as
a dirty trick. Why is it so interesting whether
      or not somebody gets off this planet? Well frankly, your answer is
practically as good as mine. I could make
      a few guesses on this, but that's about all. 

            But the rest of this universe isn't run this way. It's a
question of where are we? Why? Well, I know this:
      that onto this planet there's a great deal of dumping has gone on.
Stuff from the nearby galaxy -- not this
      galaxy but from the next galaxy over and so forth, is going on
here. I know they take political prisoners and
      guys who they don't want around, but it's less personal than you
think. They just have excess population
      so they start to get rid of their excess population, you see?
They've got a revolt, or you're on the wrong side
      of a war, or something like that, and they pick you up in droves
and ice-cube you and throw you into a sea
      someplace. 

            I know this planet has been subjected to that and several
planets in this immediate end of this galaxy
      have been subjected to that -- that I know. But somebody must have
taken a great deal of interest in this
      fact. And somebody must be awfully afraid. Somebody must be
awfully afraid. You could almost say it isn't
      so many -- how many are here, but it might also be a question of
who's here. Think of the cost -- now let's
      think of it in terms of just a society, you see -- think of the
cost of maintaining a huge station or several
      stations, its maintenance, light, power, wages. Think of
maintaining it on a basis of hard work, because it is.
      Look at the volume that station handles. How many people die on
this planet in any given day? Well that's
      how many guys are started in on the beginning of that line in any
day. That's a lot of people, man! That's
      something on the order of two and a half billion implants every
half-century. That's quite a volume. Of
      course somebody may not say that's a great volume, but look at the
length of the implant. 

            Now, if it were a two-second implant, I would say well,
yeah, anybody could handle that. But it -- I know
      that it's more than sixty-nine days. And I know the stuff is
ferried back here. Why, I think that's all very
      interesting. That this is a -- this looks to me like a very
expensive proposition. And remember this has been
      going on since before the days of Egypt. Way back. Without any
change. What industry! What
      enthusiasm! 

            So we ask these various questions: Who's here, and who are
we? See, we can ask a lot of questions out
      of this. I don't pretend to have the answers to these questions.
There's no interpretation I'm giving it
      particularly beyond the interpretation -- same interpretation I'm
telling you about the room you live in. I've
      seen the room. And you're just beginning to look at it. 

            Now, the amount of duress necessary to produce a continuous
degraded state can be measured thereby.
      Look at the hard work to keep people aberrated. Now, a few months
ago I was telling you about if you were
      just left alone for a while, you'd snap out of it. Remember? If
you were just left alone for a while, you'd snap
      out of it. The universe itself is therapeutic. But look at how
hard they have to look at it. I know that in any
      given situation somebody has to be awfully active to maintain the
situation in a bad state. Situations have
      to be maintained in a bad state, they just don't naturally exist
in a bad state. And that's very definitely true of
      people. 

            If you were left alone, even if you could put in two or
three hundred years at it, you'd start to snap out of
      your hop. See, you have to pick up the next baby anyhow, all off
your own bat. Well, supposing you just
      picked up the next baby without the <B>between</B> <B>lives</B> implant to slow
you down? Well, I find that would be
      Quite interesting. Quite interesting thought, because right there
you're looking at world clearing. 

            We got several ways that we can whip this situation. We're
actually talking about an existing situation.
      We're talking about the situation that your pc is sitting in, in
that pc chair in an auditing session. There is
      his PTP. How the hell is he going to get out of here? 

            Well, I know how to get out of here -- I could have went as
a matter of fact. Just don't appear in this
      immediate vicinity of the solar system. Go back and find your
friends and bring some battle cruisers in. But
      the point I'm making here is: The key is, the second you find
yourself free, to appear, don't you see? Well, I
      appeared and I said to hell with that and stepped back up above
here again. Said now what the hell's
      happened here? What's this funny compulsion? And ran that on down,
that's it. 

            Well actually, it doesn't take much to get rid of the
compulsion. Now, in exteriorization, it is very easy for
      a thetan to exteriorize if you have him be in some place he's
familiar with. Now, supposing Scientologists just
      elected a place to be when they kicked the bucket. And supposing,
why, we simply ran out -- and actually
      it's just a section of this implant, and even though it jams the
case up, who cares -- run out that compulsion,
      even by repeater technique, don't you see? We can do that, see.
Run that compulsion to appear over there,
      you see. And then tell the guy very strong and hard, &quot;Well now,
where is a good place that you're very
      familiar with? Well, when you die, appear there. Now remember
that. When you die, appear such-and-such a
      place.&quot; Different place. 

            Two or three hundred years, even with no processing, you'd
be free. In other words you'd live it out.
      Look at the amount of time that's just been bought. Because
frankly, it wouldn't take more than a couple of
      hours to do this job on anybody. If you simply told a thetan to be
in a place where he was familiar with or
      liked to be, he would exteriorize. You can ask somebody what he's
familiar with. He gets tangled up
      sometimes, thinks he's gone into a facsimile when he's actually
gone into a locale, don't you see. As far as
      that's concerned, you see, you could use Saint Hill, providing you
didn't -- providing you ran out all your
      ARC breaks on the subject. 

            But the point here is elementary. If a guy has got to pick
up his own body on his -- off his own bat
      anyway, well, he might as well just pick up a body off his own bat
anyway. Nobody else is going to do
      anything for him. In fact if you're going to give him a -- you
know very well that if -- what would happen to
      somebody if he had an engram and you gave him another engram on
top of it and said that his engram didn't
      exist, you know how therapeutic that would be. And then you
misdated everything he's got and then told
      him a bunch of lies and then pulled an emotional switch on him.
You can imagine the state your pc would be
      in if you did these things, so supposing you just deleted that out
of the subject of death. And somebody
      just was in a place they were familiar with and didn't go back
through the <B>between</B> <B>lives</B> area. And I'm telling
      you true, that in two or three hundred years you would have lived
it out. You'd be flexing your biceps
      anyhow, relieved from that situation -- you'd be starting to take
a long breath. 

            Because there must be considerable fear connected with this.
Perhaps the fear of death is mainly the fear
      of the <B>between</B> <B>lives</B> area. May not be a fear of death at all.
Certainly oblivion takes place during that period.
      Now economic chaos would ensue at once if people kept coming back
and demanding their toys back. I'm
      sure that you'd get a lot of people who would argue against this
and say this was not the best for this best
      of all possible worlds. They'd say, well -- well, they could say a
lot of things about this. I'm frankly not very
      interested in what they would say about this. 

            But now as Scientologists, supposing we just started tabbing
people on the shoulder and giving them
      this two-hour treatment which deleted the compulsion to return to
the <B>between</B> <B>lives</B> area -- instead of that,
      appeared in Yankee Stadium or something, and took off and went and
found a new body? You see the only
      service performed: it gives you a place to be when you're dying,
see, and spares you some of the agony of
      death. See, it gives you a place to be as the only service
performed. All the rest of them cut your throat, see.
      Well you can easily perform that service. Next thing you know you
start cutting down their customers. 

            Now, a couple of things stand in the road of all this. You
should know this, a couple of questions are
      unanswered here. How close is the liaison <B>between</B> these jerks -- I
mean these nuts -- I mean these fellows --
      and Earth. How close a liaison do they maintain? Do they care
anything about Earth at all? They must have
      seen a space probe going by the other day -- they must be aware of
some interplanetary action taking place
      right here. What they going to say about it? When in the last two
weeks I've seen a full armored spaceship
      sitting on a landing port, with mine own eyes. What they going to
do? I don't think they'll do anything. I
      think they're hung with their own petard. The moment they appear,
they blow the show. I don't think they'd
      do anything. I just think they get fixed on a wrongness, and
they're continuously executing this wrongness.
      They continuously -- so they insist on its rightness and they
think that's going to solve everything. 

            I'm interested that jamming the track to this degree, and
giving so little time period amongst incidents as
      they do to the person, is giving people a weird time -- zzzzzzzzz.
So that you have fan-job airplanes only
      occupying a third of a century, where as a matter of fact in most
societies they'll be happy and content with
      the fan-job airplane for anything up to a billion years. Somebody
invented a fan-job airplane. Fine. That's
      good. Over here -- over here, we've got jet planes. Now we've got
supersonic planes. Now we've got
      spaceships. You see? Pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa. It's this
acceleration. I've interest -- been interested
      in that because I've seen it as quite different here than it is in
any other place I've ever been. And this could
      be the primary factor. They give you your time track such a fast
jam together that everybody gets an idea of
      more accelerated motion of the way progress has got to occur. 

            There could be other explanations. There could be an
explanation such as a base is being created here
      for takeover of this particular galaxy, since this type of implant
is not native to this galaxy -- inspecting your
      own track you will see that is the case. It's the next galaxy.
These could be an enemy to this galaxy, sitting
      there quietly, letting a manufacturing or production base build up
for an attack into this galaxy. These could
      be simply prison guards. And with tacit consent from one and all,
far and wide, why any of you agitators
      that cut up a fuss or didn't join the local AMA or something like
this -- they capsulized you and threw you
      down here and they know very well that this is a prison. 

            Now, I know that this is known in some peculiar way, because
bulletin board notices exist all over the
      place with regard to this planet. They say, &quot;No landings on
Earth.&quot; Why does everybody comply with this?
      I got here, why, accidentally landing here up in the Himalayas.
But why does everybody comply with this?
      Why is this planet stayed away from? I don't know -- how many
visitors did Alcatraz have? See, this is
      about where we sit with regard to this situation. 

            Now, there's another factor. Another factor here that's
quite interesting. If they have pictures of Earth in
      order to show you how you died, did they get them on Earth, or are
they picking them up on some weird
      mind reading fact off of beings as they come up there? Have they
-- have they actually figured out how to
      photograph a facsimile? If they've figured that kind of thing out,
why then that's explained. But how do they
      know what's going on here? That is not finally answered, don't you
see? 

            Now, they haven't done anything about these space probes.
The boys have been at it here, shooting
      stuff off into the heavens for the last several years and nothing
has been done about this. Now, knowing
      very well, I suppose, that any time they exceeded a certain zone
or area -- they know very well that an
      armored cruiser could blow anything that this planet could build
like a kid's toys out of the sky, so maybe
      they're not worried about it. Or maybe they're counting on a
decimation of population, a destruction of
      industry in atomic war. 

            Another question is: How thoroughly do these people
influence the affairs of Earth? We can understand
      that Earth is a very, very strange planet. I've never seen
populations behave with the same hecticness and
      weirdness. And, of course, if people who were rather revolutionary
or upset or nonconformist were picked
      up uniformly and concentrated on one planet, you'd get a -- almost
an ungovernable situation. Which I think
      rather tends to explain maybe what this is all about. I've seen
other planets go nutty, but only when they
      were in external stress of great magnitude, otherwise they were
rather peaceful. The days before the
      Helatrobus Implants on some of the planets attacked by those
people, you couldn't maintain a government.
      It was everything going to pieces all the time. But that's an
interesting question. 

            All right. What degree of influence is exerted against this
planet then? Now, astrologists may have
      something -- the astrologists may have something in their favor
when you realize that these planets
      swinging closer to Earth would be easier to travel -- would make
it easier to travel to Earth, and further from
      Earth you'd have less traffic or less this or that, and so you'd
have less things happening on Earth, don't
      you see. The proximity of planets, combinations of planets or that
sort of thing, maybe just to the degree of
      the interspacial relationships of the thing and so on -- maybe
this has some influence on the situation, I
      wouldn't know. I'm just discussing here points. 

            Now, here's another point. Where do we sit? I think <B>between</B>
thee and me, that's the point we're
      interested in. Yeah, well, they're maybe counting on an atomic war
wiping out space opera and so forth.
      Space probes already may have excited their curiosity, there may
be some purpose in this, but that they took
      no action when the first space probes passed them either says
they're back of space probing or says some
      other explanation exists for that, so we can neglect all that.
What is the -- what is the role which we occupy
      in this? This is very, very, very interesting. 

            Now, that I release this might be a source of great worry to
you. But remember, it's been in a book, one of
      the books carefully seized by the Fools and Druggists -- the Fools
and Drug Addicts. That's the new name.
      Ah, that's a good name, isn't it? The Fools and Drug Addicts.
Anyway, was What to Audit, and the
      <B>between</B> <B>lives</B> area are described in the book What to Audit. This
is not unknown. What to Audit is many,
      many years old. It's been kicking around for a long time, been
available to almost anybody and look,
      nothing's happened. In other words, the information has already
been released when the publicity on the
      subject of Dianetics was at a much higher pitch than it is on the
subject of Scientology. So, what is this? If
      we really started to run with the ball and so forth, we expect a
couple of meat bodies in the usual white
      jumper that comes along with the space opera (except those guys by
the way wear khaki -- it's an
      odd-looking uniform), we expect them to appear on the front
doorsteps and say, &quot;Are you a Scientologist?
      Well, there's the spaceship,&quot; and they take you up and throw you
in the can in -- at Pluto, or something. Is
      this a kind of action here that we might expect? 

            Or is it a situation where we are no threat to them? It'll
all sort of pass away? Or are they in a state where
      this covert action, going forward for so many years, would
tolerate almost anything before they would
      disclose themselves? Or do they count absolutely on the exact
camouflage which we have? We are
      ridiculed. That's our camouflage. I should think -- I should think
if anybody was in the know or any liaison
      line existed <B>between</B> these two systems... Maybe Kennedy and other
presidents find this out the moment
      they step in the White House, you know, maybe that's what makes
them look so old in two or three years,
      the way they cave in. Maybe they find out, &quot;Well, you boys are
slaves, you see and...&quot; 

            No, I don't think anything like that happens. But supposing
-- supposing you did get a liaison line
      <B>between</B> this society and them, what would be their best reports on
us? Oh, &quot;fraudulent bunch of quacks,&quot;
      &quot;the space opera science fictioneers,&quot; &quot;bums.&quot; The very best
authorities, the AMA, the Fools and Drug
      Addicts, the newspapers, which is where they get their news, radio
broadcasts, television broadcasts, all
      forms of news, represent us as being totally unimportant,
ridiculous and so forth. I think they could have all
      of our books sitting on a desk up there right this minute and
laugh themselves silly, without a bit of worry
      about the whole thing. They'd certainly not blow the show for it.
And they'd have to blow the show, you
      understand. They'd have to appear. Not covertly. You don't bring
spaceships down in a DEW
      line-monitored society, privately. Must be getting very hard for
these characters to deliver the goods these
      days. We're past the radar screens, and that sort of thing. 

            I think they could be sitting there with the whole library
in front of them and they wouldn't have any
      impulse to do anything. They'd say, &quot;Well, a few of them and so
on, and it's not important and so forth and
      you wouldn't really want to do that, and after all we never have
done anything like this and besides, the
      atomic war is coming right up. And there's no danger from these
people because they're a bunch of frauds
      anyway. There's always some madman, you know, gets some kind of an
idea like this, and it all passes away
      and so forth. Look at the Buddhist. We let him conquer three
quarters of Asia, and he was trying to end this
      life-death cycle and keep from coming through our carefully
maintained plant, and he never made it. Never
      did anything. So there's your precedent. Nothing happened. Nothing
happened.&quot; No, nothing happened,
      but I was standing on their landing stage the other day. Nothing
happened. 

            The funny part of it is, is a lot of us have friends. That's
interesting, too. And if you have to work this
      hard to keep somebody aberrated, and working this hard you still
aren't successful in preventing a
      breakthrough the way we have made in this society -- in spite of
all of the cockeyed, contrary propaganda
      lies and nonsense which are leveled at this society, we are making
progress. And if this continues, we will
      make progress all the way. We're a polite gathering, and it is no
time to indulge in threats or violence or
      anything like that, so I won't describe any future plans with
relationship to these people. 

            But I think the one thing they must be afraid of is having
their planet rolled. Which of course is the one
      thing that will happen to them! Anyhow, the situation -- the
situation is much more favorable to us. It shows
      that aberration is very difficult to maintain. It shows that it's
being actively maintained. As far as the validity
      of this and the possession of one of these series of implants in
your pc is concerned, I'll vouch for it. You
      may not be able to run it, but it's there. You can certainly cut a
swath out of the back end of it, that stops the
      thing. But to run somebody through it before he's got the track
nested up, is impossible. 

            So look at what we got here. We're going along our own way.
The first thing we ought to do is give some
      attention to preventing further implantations of Scientologists.
I've already given you a program by which
      this can be done. Your next action on the thing is dispose of
them. And I can see tomorrow, I can see
      tomorrow -- the Chinee, he appear on landing stage to go through
his false death and he hear words,
      thought-wave as follows: &quot;Be on Earth. Support your local
Scientologist. There is no further reason to upset
      you this time, you've been a good boy.&quot; And show him an &quot;S&quot; and
double triangle, and there he goes. 

            Actually you'd only have to do this for two or three hundred
years, and Earth would start to go Clear on
      its own. Because it wasn't getting this continuous assistance. The
only other source of action is the
      psychiatrist with his prefrontal lobotomy and his transorbital
schizophrenia. And this bloke and his avidity
      'for doing everybody in, if you just left -- you know, if you just
leave a psycho alone, why he'll come out of
      it. But you've got to leave him alone, got to let him have a rest.
That's the best treatment for psychosis: don't
      do anything with a psychotic, you see. 

            Well, I think all of a sudden through finding the worst
news, we also, not Pollyannaishly find some good
      news, but actually find the answer to our problem. As far as the
clearing of this planet is concerned, that is
      the easiest end of it. The hardest end of it is right now, right
here and so forth. 

            Now, how can you run this incident? That must be burning
through your wits right now. Well, what you
      do is get your GPMs out of the road -- they're the only thing you
can't scan through -- and get your basics
      on this type of incident. If you run those two things, then the
incident can be scanned. And we already
      have the tools by which the incident can be run. The only thing
you've got to do is make sure that your pc
      gets lots of TA action in a session, and very shortly, no matter
if you ran implants or didn't run implants or
      something like this, they will be jumping up there ready to be
run. And the fact that they are -- and this gave
      me a bad turn for a day or two -- is I thought, &quot;Are all the
things I have run simply jammed into this and have
      I been running them at a wrong point in time?&quot; No, because they've
been properly dated, I've been running
      them at a right point in time, even though they were then jammed
in this particular incident. I've been
      running them out of the right. And I found out that not all of
them had been restimulated there. In fact, a
      very small portion of them had been restimulated there, just to
make it impossible to scan through the thing. 

            But you run down GPMs, you date them on the time track --
you're running them at that time on the time
      track, you're not running them out of the group, see. Don't worry
about that. But sometimes a pc will give
      you a date. Now we're dating years ago, and their dating are years
into the future. These two dates do not
      conflict. Their dates are wrong, our dates are right. So redating
gives you -- of any incident strips it out of
      this, so any time you find an engram properly dated on the pc,
you're away. See? 

            The amount of false track -- at first I blanched. I thought
the amount of false track I have must be
      fabulous. And I tried to get away -- rid of all the discreditable
incidents by saying they were simply false
      track. And then I had to run out all the invalidations because
they were my own track. I thought, &quot;Well, this
      is a wonderful way out of it, there's that time when I sat
incapacitated for a long period of time and didn't feel
      strong anymore and so on -- that was obviously just false track.&quot;
No, no, it happened to be real. There's
      very little unreal incident on the track. Very little unreal
incident. When you finally get something durationed
      exactly and right, you can tell whether or not it's one of these
types of implants. But the track is not the same
      track. It's corny track. It's -- there's something goofy with it.
The pictures you run out of the pc by and large
      are the actual pictures of the pc. And when you can't run pictures
on the pc you've got a wrong date or a
      wrong duration. So if you get a right date and a right duration,
you can run the picture, and the picture that
      can be run that way turns out to be what it is. It turns out to be
a real picture or a bad picture. Only the pc
      can tell you if you've got the right date and the right duration. 

            So simply by carrying on with R3R without the slightest
change, carrying on with R3N without the
      slightest change, you then get the time track into the kind of
shape that a pc perforce could actually scan
      through one of these implants no matter what type or part of his
time track had been. Takes a less number of
      hours than you would think. You've got the weapons with which to
do it. 

            You get the basic series of implants off of any chain of
implants, that is to say you get the basics on
      these things out, and you'll find very rapidly and very readily
that the rest of them tend to fall away. And
      they desensitize. For instance, if you get the first two items --
let's say we've got the same items firing twelve
      times in a row, and if you got the first two fires clean, the rest
of them won't even click. Isn't that interesting?
      Whereas if you got the twelfth one, it takes you about fifteen
minutes to get all the rocket reads of it off and
      then you get the eleventh one, you've got all the rocket reads to
take off of it and so forth. In other words,
      we've got the mechanism which turns the time track right side to,
and it takes the charge out of the place
      where it counts. 

            We've got these various mechanisms solved. In other words,
what we know already can put somebody's
      time track in shape so that the person eventually can run straight
through one of these incidents, and damn
      the torpedoes. In fact without having all of my time track
beautifully cleaned up, I was playing tag with one
      of these things my last session, and I was terribly intrigued by
the fact that I had become a bit
      contemptuous of it. I have moved around, I know what it is, it's
been cross-dated -- it suddenly occurred to
      me, &quot;All right, so if I find I can't scan through something here,
I'll just redate it.&quot; And, sure enough, it
      disappears on the back track the second you do so. So you could
probably take it from the year zero, and
      redate everything that appeared on the screen in front of the pc
and throw his time track back, and the next
      thing you know the thing would be gone as an incident.
Particularly if you were running basic on the
      incident. 

            You can run the beginning of it off selectively, you can run
the end of it off selectively -- the last (quote)
      hundred days (unquote), the first fifteen days (unquote) --
without running the pc through any of his own
      time track restimulation. So there's many ways this thing can be
handled. We're over the hump on this
      situation. But this thing must exist pretty well as a present time
problem for every pc audited. He must be
      afraid of death; he must be trying to keep his body from getting
sick and disappearing, simply and solely
      because he doesn't want an implant at the end of this life. 

            All right, if you were to solve that problem by stripping
out his compulsion to appear in the implant stage
      and tell him to appear someplace else, you've probably solved a
present time problem of great magnitude on
      the part of the pc. The truth never hurts. It's only lies that
aberrate. 

            The very fact that this is a prison planet, that it is being
monitored this carefully right this minute... Right
      this instant, as I'm talking here, some Joe off this planet has
appeared on that landing stage and is being told
      how he just got through an airplane crash, whereas the guy
probably died of pneumonia. See? Right this
      minute, you see. And this instant, another guy did. In other
words, this is a continuing situation that's going
      on and on and on and on and on. Gives you an understanding of
what's happening. 

            We couldn't have run them in yesteryear; we can run them
today. The best answer is to first put the pc in
      shape so that he can run engrams and GPMs by making sure you can
get good tone arm action running
      those things on the pc. The next thing to do is to run engrams and
run implants, GPMs on the pc, until he
      can go over his track rather comfortably and he can come on back
on the backtrack and pick up this other
      type of time dislocation implant, scan through those things and
knock them out. In other words, we've got it
      made. 

            They've been looking down the backs of our necks and we
didn't know it, for thousands of years. Each
      one of us as a person and as a society as a whole. And I just want
to point out to you that the other day, I
      was looking down the back of theirs. 

            Thank you very much.




