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Scientology and Me

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Wed, 04 Jul 2007 17:08:00 +0000

Back in the early 1970's before I could speak English fluently, I was your typical nerd kid. President of the chess club, member of the science club and a total worshiper of the laws of physics.

I was left to live with my uncle under a student's visa while my parents returned to Argentina to legalize our stay in the U.S.

One day my uncle challenged the laws of physics.

Blasphemy! I cried out but he demonstrated a physics factor to me that was not writen in any science book.

The factor stated that "The particle of admiration is so strong, its absence alone permits persistence."

UH?

He said it was a different way of explaining an existing law that prevented two identical particles to occupy the same space at the same time.

He said, I had the power to make something stop existing simply by admiring it. Looking at it with all my being with attention to nothing else.

Without thinking about it, or anything else but simply observing it until it dissappeared.

He challenged me with my own science. Before I dismissed this new idea I should put it through experimentation and truly try to prove its validity before accepting its falsehood.

So I picked a small dark dot on a light wall and stared at it. Coached me for 45 minutes while he helped me keep my concentration on that spot while my eyes blurred and unfocoused. While my thougth s drifted and returned to the spot. Until, I could no longer see it. It was gone! I ran to the wall and touched the are where the darkness had been and it was truly gone.

That was a turning point in my life. When I realized that the masses of humans worshiping at the scientific alter were nothing more than cultists themselves. Science is a good way of explaining the set of rules that our universe follows. But if reality is as plyable as now quantum physics theorizes then the rules are really of our own making and not as absolute as thought of before.

My uncle had recently become a member of the Church of Scientology and I wanted to know what that was all about. For the next 4 years I dove full time into studying everythying i could learn about scientology; its philosophies and training routines. I became an auditor exploring the vastness of the human mind and learned about the immortal nature of the spirit. At the age of 14, I was the youngest Class IV auditor in the New York area. I was famous and celebrated. Then it all came crashing down in the summer of 1977. (The year Star Wars came out)

Someone made a statement that was misinterpreted as an error on my part. However there was no way of proving it wasn't my error because there were two audiors involved and the statemetn wasn't specific as to which auditor had made the error. I was blamed for it and having no recourse I was reassigned to an administrative position within the church. I became the Director of Inspections and Reports, a fancy name for the area of the church responsible for statistics, and ethics. Devastated because of my loss in stature, I grudginly accepted the postion not realizing that it would expose me to the kind of knowledge that woud be key in my future.

I was shipped to the Scientology Mecca or Flag in Clearwater, Florida where I studied about ethics and its procedures for nearly four months. Some of the responsibilities of my department was going to be the processing of acts which the church considered criminal and worthy of discipline. During my last month at Flag, and as part of my internship, I had to review and approve (or disapprove) the results of Comities of Evidence. These were trials done by their peers at different churches throughout the world and it was up to me to accept their findings and set the disciplines, some of which were expulsions. Talk about an overwhelming amount of responsibility. I felt completely unworthy of the task at hand in spite of my training. So I was sent to this office on the top floor. It was a huge space but the clutter around made it look small. I spent three weeks there weeks there talking to L.Ron Hubbard himself.

I learned things during those three weeks that changed my life completely and believe it or not, they continue to change my life every day. He revealed keys to me, most of which made no sense but I accepted because of who he was. These keys, or bits of information, begun to make sense to me years later as I experienced life itsel. It was knowledge I could use and it opened life to me as a learning experience. Thanks to those three weeks of my life I continue to learn from life, and everything that I see and read. Life continues to open for me each day is a new page in a book I never read before and with it lessons as important as those first ones.

When I returned to the Church of Scientology in New York, I became aware of many things in the organization. There were plots within plots and secrecies that would undermine the organization from within. knew directly from L.Ron that fees were necessary to place value for goods whose recipient couldn't possibly estimate value before being exposed to the goods. The concept of earning a lesson needed to exist to establish the ethics necessary to create learning. But the organization I was part of was charging for falsehoods or services that were not being delivered.

I know now that I didn't have the balls to confront them and put things back on course but at the time I thought I didn't have the power, so I separated myself from the Church of Scientology. It is my opinion that it has become something different than what L.Ron had intended because of the internal power struggles that came after his passing. It was still the most workable system to deliver the ability to know how to know, so I did nothing about it.

I pursued my renewed ability of knowing how to know and continued to to accumulate usable knowledge. I no longer give the knowledge freely because I have learned my lesson in ethics but mankind seems to be on its own way to figuring things out, on their own. Until it does, I'll be around adding my own contribution from behind the scenes.

The Secret

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Wed, 04 Jul 2007 00:03:00 +0000

My Visit to Ground Zero

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 00:56:00 +0000

I took a walk in the old world trade center area, now called ground zero by most.

I was glad to see the construction happening all around the area and in the old Twin Towers foundation.

It saddened me to see the many street peddlers setting up shop around the block and under the construction scaffolding on the sidewalks.

After the towers collapsed, commercialism began almost instantly in the streets of NY. I remember people protesting it initially. They said it was disrespectful to try to make money based on the disaster. But the protests died out and the peddlers remained. Ground zero became a tourist attraction.

People don't come and pay their respects to the thousands that perished in that bright sunny morning seven years ago. They come to have their picture taken next to the big empty hole in the ground or next to the security guard or cop that is standing around in his pristine uniform, almost as if the city had designed his post for that same purpose.

As I walked deeper into the PATH station to where the escalators and stairs retained some familiarityto the structure that had been there before 9/11 I felt the welling of emotion that I coulnt allow myself to have while someone was with me. It was my first time by myself. As the single tear escaped from my left eye I turned to the spectacle that the area had become and took pictures.

I guess everyone in the nation feels that they witnessed a tragidy that day. But to those of us that had to see it without the aid of the media, we now get to see the tragidy that it has become.

Soul Searching

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Sat, 16 Jun 2007 20:47:00 +0000

I recently became very excited by an article on Discover Magazine that talked about searching for the soul. In the article there were several tales of scientist trying to prove scientifically the existence of the soul.

A couple of physicists, one of them being Penrose, the father of chaos theory, realized that the amount of information that is required to store a personality would never fit into the cellular structure of the human brain.

They found that this would be possible on the plank level which is subatomic in the order of 25 , that is 25 times smaller than an atomic particle, which placed this information in a sub quantum field and therefore outside of the space time continuum. They reason both that this is why there was a portion of the being that continued to record environmental information with rare clarity while the brain was unconscious or clinically dead. Since the plank level is outside of the space time continumum information written into it would continue to exist beyond the loss of atoms around it , namely the brain. and would wait on that level until it was ready to be pickded up again. The plank realm was created at the same time of the big bang and because this is the home of all personalities in our universe, it would represent the complete knowledge of everythying there is to know about the universe plus all the experiences of all the lifetimes of all the beings that have ever existed.

This would explain everything from out of body experiences to ascendence into a level where the knowledge of the universe is completely available.

The scientists have a way to go before they can conclusively prove this but while considering the information I realized they had not found the soul but just its depository of knowledge, because if the plan level begun at the same time as the big bang then its fair to say that since the soul is older than the universe, then it is also separate from it.

I really would appreciate feedback on this one.

Keys

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Fri, 18 May 2007 02:54:00 +0000

If you immediately know the candlelight is fire, then the meal was cooked a long time ago.

The particle of admiration is so strong, its absence alone permits persistence.

The Shape of the Universe

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Tue, 08 May 2007 03:20:00 +0000

The easiest way to describe the architecture of space-time, is as a really fat doughnut.

Or a planet with a hole right through its rotational axis.

Imagine if you would that all the possible timelines are stretched out from North Pole to south pole. North Pole would be the beginning of time. The big bang could be accurately represented as exploding in all possible directions. All time would flow back to a single point at the other end, or South Pole where it would collapse on itself. The result would be a black hole of the magnitude of all the universes and all time lines combined. The quantum energy built up on each time line would be measurable and immense. The energy released from such an event would make all versions of the multiverse pull back onto itself and create the mother of all black holes, leading to the other end of existence, the beginning.

Each aspect of existence would be more easily quantified. For example the quanta of energy at any given point on a time line would be reduced by someone leaping out of that time line and onto another one, or onto itself at another point in that line. Thereby changing both the departed and arrived at timelines creating new branches of reality at each. One where the individual left, one where it arrived to, and two more where the individual never left or arrived to at all.

It seems that the energy to break out of a time line is congruent with the cumulative quanta of that line measured from the begining. In other words, it would take more energy for a being to jump from a timeline when he is twenty years old than when he is forty years old. Time “mass” is equivalent in properties as matter. For example, it takes more energy to reach orbit from a more massive planet than a smaller one. It would therefore require nearly infinite energy to jump from one branch to another once both lines had already been building up for eons.

However, the point of least energy requirement is the point of creation. The moment where a version of reality branches out into two possibilities is the moment of least resistance, thereby the moment of least energy requirements. The person who is about to take his little space-time trip requires no energy at all to change path before he takes it. The decision just requires his thoughts. From the moment he takes his first step toward a decision that reality begins to build mass.

In a real life example: Mary goes back in time to kill her grandmother creating an alternate reality where her grandmother is killed (in her own reality her grandmother would have never been killed. Otherwise she would have never been born.) The consequences of not having the grandmother’s quantum energy in that universe begin to accumulate. Mary could move forward in time to see her present having been affected by her change but would not be able to move side ways back to her own time line where her grandmother is still alive. The infinite energy required to make the trip would make it impossible for her to move sideways back to her own branch reality.

The only way to get back to her own reality would be to move forward in time to the big crunch, then back to the big bang at the beginning and choosing the right branch of timeline out of a nearly infinite number at the moment of creation. Then moving forward to the time she left.

Creation vs. Evolution

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Wed, 04 Apr 2007 04:44:00 +0000

Creation vs. Evolution

The question posed was what do I believe in?

Like most people, I would say I believe in God. But again the concept of God is a very subjective thing and differs from one individual to another. Culture, history, family friends, education and church have each done their best to impinge their own idea of god and provided some element to my own conceptualization of it.

I think of God as the creator of the universe.

Now, because of Buddhist influence, I believe I am the creator of my own universe and therefore by my definition, I am God. (I can almost hear the gasps) This concept is not intended to exclude or lower the multitudes of life forms that share existence with me.

I believe that each and every one of those self-aware beings are also creators of their own universe, and by my definition gods unto themselves. You’ve heard of the concept that you create your own reality. This is the same concept taken to an absolute extreme.

The concept is easily explained in quantum and string theories. The universe presents itself to each individual in accordance to their own viewpoint.

While considering these ideas for this article I remembered how our idea of the universe keeps expanding and eventually will lead to places we probably can’t imagine right now.

I also thought, if we go back and see how the world becomes smaller and smaller as we go back in history.

So how does this work, if I am god (to myself) who created things before I was born? The easiest response is that someone else created it but that really doesn’t allow for accepting absolute responsibility which is one of the keys to enlightenment.

The concept is very simple, but also very hard conceive.

As god, you don’t just create your present, you also create your future and your past.

You are right now creating your past. It didn’t exist until you created it. In as much as we are accepting our creating of the expanding universe we also must accept that we are also creating that portion of the universe that is before our own birth.

As I said, not an easy concept to understand.

This concept is what allows me to justify my belief in both evolution and creation at the same time. We as creators of our universes conceived it and created it, in our past.

In as much as I truly believe that the world before the Vikings discovered America, was actually flat. I believe that the bones of dinosaurs did not exist, until we set out to find them.

Thereby, creating our own evolution.

The Nature of Man

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Fri, 23 Mar 2007 22:45:00 +0000

One of the first things told to me when I begun studying human nature was that man was basically good. That there was eons of crap mounted on that goodness that had tuned man into something not so hot anymore.

Ever since I can remember I had an interest in learning. But the purpose of learning for me had always been for the betterment of the condition of my fellow man.

Each time i unlocked a key to better life and livingness for myself, I felt a deep desire to share this with others that they may enjoy the benefits of these keys.

Several years ago, after many failed attempts to help I others find enlightenment, I realized that they had to find it on their own.

But my biggest disappointment occurred just a few months ago, when I realized that man kind doesn't do anything for each other unless there is a prospect for reward.

Conversely, given the opportunity humans would commit the most horrible atrocities to each other if they think they can get away with it. And with very little motivation.

The strong oppresses the weak because it can get away with it. The thief will steal because he thinks he can get away with it. It seems that consequence, is the the only thing that keeps mankind in check.

This is why it becomes important to establish a sense "ethics" in your life. And I don't mean what is socially right and wrong.

By ethics i mean a set of mores or rules that you live your life by. A common ground where social behavior can open the way to progress, learning, production, etc.

It has become too unpopular to tell someone they are doing something to offend you for fear of impinging on their freedoms or rights? So What? What about your rights?

Whenever you are letting someone do something in your environment that you consider is wrong, you are letting your ethics down if you don't say something.

I took a lot of courses on ethics during my teenage years and I always found that the moment they are allowed to go "out", things we are trying to do become much harder to accomplish.

I feel one needs to speak up and don't let things go unhandled.

The Creative Act

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Fri, 23 Mar 2007 02:09:00 +0000

It seems that the act of creation requires an emotional state.

Me? I require an exhilarated state of mind to get me going. Usually I can get myself into a great mood by listening to music.

I know some people need to be depressed, or experiencing some kind of emotional trauma.

Most people try to achieve the altered state through drugs, alcohol, etc. The only problem with drugs is that they supress the natural abitlity to create on a quantum level. Im sure that it affects the ability to create art as well and not for the better.

A meditative state would be the best but also the hardest to get to in our busy busy environment.

I'm Back

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Thu, 22 Mar 2007 01:10:00 +0000

Back to blogging.

Many things to update since last post. I'll probably bring those up in future postings. For now, I am just looking forward to my 7th wedding anniversary on March 31st.

Its the end of winter and I find I understand friendships and acquaintances even less. Although I can say I can tolerate the bullshit that comes along with them quite a bit more. I cant say I am more social but I can say I don't expect as much from my fellow man.

I am therefore less disappointed.

The Color White

noreply@blogger.com (Al) — Sat, 01 Oct 2005 09:08:00 +0000

I was recently reminded of something very dear and important to me. It was the friendship I developed with Rick A. Tripp, a friend in the Navy who at the timee, was very important to me. That is until he decided he knew better than me.

The significance of this story gets lost unless I go back a bit further than my navy days.

As a teenage science major geek disillutioned by science, I embarked on the path to enlightenment. I had no clue what I was doing. I didn’t even know that I was searching for enlightenment. Science's "masters" proposed blind faith in many of their theories much the same as religious fanatics did. There were questions that science had not answered, nor ever would.

I knew that there was more to the world than science and the things we cold perceive. Perception, I knew, was limited by the observer's abilities and I wanted to see beyond that. I had come to know that reality was not as solid as scientists proposed, and there was something I could do about my fate and the world around me and I had to find out how to do that.

After seven and a half years of non orthodox studies, I finally had the answers to all my questions. I had the keys to all the puzzles. For a brief shining moment I understood everything. Part of that knowledge was also to know that I couldnt retain that much knowledge. And although that moment of crystal clarity didn’t last for very long I knew from then on that knowledge and answers were attainable with enough time and effort. The things that I was already forgetting could be found again. I had reached enlightenment. And because of that I also understood the trap.

The road to enightenment never ends because when you reach enlightenment, you realize that the moment is very brief. But you get right back on the path and focus all your energy into reaching that moment again.

I did manage to hold on to a few fundamental principals which were very important keys to life and existence. I left the spiritual road and embarked on a different path. I wanted to share my newfound keys to life and I wanted to enlighten others with these "answers". It took a lot longer for me to finally understand my next lesson.

It wasn’t clearly evident to me at first that truly valuable knowledge, has to be earned. A trophy holds as much value as one struggled to get it. Before realizing this, I wanted to share the knowlege I had earned with others. And much like many philosophers before me, I tried to spare my apprentices, the struggle, pain, disappointments that I had endured to gain knowledge I had. I m talking earthshattering purpose of existence type stuff. And I felt the more people that knew and understood this stuff the better the world would be.

The first one was a teenage girl. I remember clearly as her eyes opened wide as she heard about how they key made so many things possible. I just blurted out information over fish and chips on 72nd street and Broadway, without regard to her ability to tolerate what I was telling her. She beamed with the excitement at first and then became paranoid. She went home because she didnt feel well. The next day she was institutionalized because she suffered a schizophrenic episode.

I was devastated and locked myself in a room for 18 months struggling with guilt. I ended up in the Navy after a few weeks.

The answer must lie in the person’s ability to confront then. I learned that as your ability to confront increases so does your ability to perceive. So the vail could be broken by increasing the ability to confront.

I looked for someone who had a better confront level to begin with. Testing people I met for over two years I finally found someone who had good potential. Rick started out as a friend. We had great times talking philosophy and knowledge all the while I tested and exercised his ability to confront.

I finally gave in and handed him the key. The time it took him to earn it from me must have been worth it because he seemed to truly value it and I continued to show him how to use it. He met a girl then who was into the occult. Silly rituals and chanting that have absolutely nothing to do with the manipulation of reality. Rick began questioning my beliefs and begun favoring his girl’s ritualistic ways, so I triggered some well placed suggestions that would make the key impotent for him and let him be on his way. The last I heard he was in trouble with the law and living in a trailer with his mother. I still care a great deal for Rick and wish he would take the path on his own one day.

It was just about this time that I met John. My god, John had found his own version of the key. Not as raw and simple as mine but a bit diluted by folklore, yet still effective. John was a happy camper using his key and there was no way that I could ever uproot him from his proven methods. Nor did I want to. It worked for him and I would support that.

I decided to try someone a bit older, maybe someone with some more education. My conversations with Robert in North Carolina were long and arduous and although he never even got close to the key, Inoticed that each time he would consider the concept he would get uncontrollably angry. I realized that someone had gone through a great deal of programming of the human race so that exposing this key to them would wake up all kinds of booby traps.

There were dozen of people over the next 10 years I would have like to enlighten but none that would even be interested. Eventually, I found two that worked out real well. They have the key and use it effectively, sometimes even better than me. Both are experimenting and adding to their experiences.

Struggle, it seemed, determined that knowledge’s value, that and a sense of accomplishment. I found that without that struggle, knowledge is never valuable and often dismissed.

Take for example the color white. Then tell someone that doesn’t know that the color white is really all the colors (or waves of color) put together.

What does someone do with that? The usal response is: “Yes… so what?”

Well the researchers that struggled though wave lengths, combinations of light, refractions and all that is involved in the study of light and color, and know how and why white is white. This one fundamental piece of knowledge is overlooked by most people but theses scientists can use it to work with light an energy in ways that most people cant imagine.

Now take someone that has no control of the world around them and give them the one piece of knowledge that shows them how existence itself is there. all that world around them gets there and they say “Oh , I knew that.” Without really understanding what they’ve heard. Changing it in their mind to something their mind can handle more easily and thus making it completely ineffective as a tool to make changes in the world around them.

So as I tried to teach this one thing all my life and I have finally learned, I can only show you the way to enlightemnet but, the road to it must be traveled to the final price. The price, given without truly earning, looses all value.

The final lesson to me was that people don't want to be given the answers. Nobody is really interested in being helped. They just want to bet old that they already have the answers. And they do. They just dont know it.

One thing I hope people learn to do soon is to enjoy the moment. Life is magnificent and they shouldnt miss it. The seemingly unsurmountable problems are insignificant to the power of life.