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Discussion in 'General Scientology Discussion' started by BlackRob, Nov 30, 2013.
More pictures coming up.
The letter on the tent states:
NO CELL PHONES
(Or something like that)
4 hours ago
Somebody is going to get fucked up!
They had the same sign up at GATII:
"RECORDING OF THIS EVENT IS PROHIBITED"
Tell your source to snap a picture of his middle finger next to the no cameras sign.
A horse standing on a carpet. Great idea!
I guess the person who wrote the program for that hadn't spent much time around horses.
I don't think Lady Gaga's would mess up the carpet either
The man on the horse idea is so try-hard and mouth-breathing!
The members don't even stop to ask why a huge meeting of supposed 4th dynamic warriors has to stay so private.
There they are, the meeting of the great minds of the universe, building brilliant strategies to tackle the scourges of society and they want NO ONE to know about it.
EXCEPT...for the enormous garish tent and signs. That they want people to see.
The Hubbard is strong in them
This is what Mass delusion looks like in my country:
There's all of that entheta out their lurking around just waiting for a chance to ruin their cases.
There are millions of irrational reasons to explain the cult's insanity, but not a single rational one.
That looks like a lot more fun than an IAS reg-fest. In the video, why are most people wearing orange? Is that the smokin' color of mass delusion in the Netherlands?
i remember being put front and centre at the Dallas County Fair, to give lectures on the mind.
I had background in modeling and PR. (the modeling part really got my foot in the door on PR, which I like actually
Basically, I had worked the fair a whole bunch of times pointing at new cars and etc.
So, Stokes dusted me off out of my condition of confusion and I was sent forth to dazzle them with...errr, Dianetics.
Now in a "normal" line of work, if you attract press on whatever you are pimping, you get BIG brownie points. As I have known for a long time, in Scientology, you no talky to the press without your TR-L firmly in.
Needless to say, I got marched back the my little room with the lock on the outside for another month of brown rice and OW write ups.
my perfect woman: