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, "We've treated you like a gentleman," 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 between lives 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, "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." 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 between lives 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 between lives 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 between lives 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 between 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, "No landings on Earth." 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 between 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 between lives 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, "Are you a Scientologist? Well, there's the spaceship," 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 between 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, "Well, you boys are slaves, you see and..." No, I don't think anything like that happens. But supposing -- supposing you did get a liaison line between this society and them, what would be their best reports on us? Oh, "fraudulent bunch of quacks," "the space opera science fictioneers," "bums." 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, "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." 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: "Be on Earth. Support your local Scientologist. There is no further reason to upset you this time, you've been a good boy." And show him an "S" 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, "Are all the things I have run simply jammed into this and have I been running them at a wrong point in time?" 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, "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." 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, "All right, so if I find I can't scan through something here, I'll just redate it." 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.