By VOLNEY
T' S NOW about nine years since I entered the long-since-vanished Los
Angeles Dianetic Foundation; eight
years since my invention of the basic
model of the Electropsychometer; six
years or so since Alphia Hart and I
were made Fellows of Scientology at
Phoenix, Ariz.; three years since my
development of the personalized presleep recording; about a year and a
half since the successful conclusion of
the Mary Jean case and the consequent
Ph. D. and International Academy Fellowship awards.
I feel now perhaps somewhat as Magellan did
when in a similar period of time he accomplished the circumnavigation of the globe. That
is, I have seen many strange sights, heard
many fantastic rumors of things to be experienced farther along the route. I have encountered the peyote eaters, the marijuana smokers,
the disgruntled sleep-learners, the ruins of
the cope-ridden Mayas, the "eternal " but conflicting "truths" of a dozen cults, the paralyzing immobilizations of the Indian holy men
who squat in an immense apathetic population
that is starving, dying for want of amino acids
and proteins in the midst of ten million lumbering, fat-steaked "sacred" cows ; the deadly
powers and perils of voodoo rites; the delusions of one group of cultists that sinister
entities are constantly lurking about looking
for unwary human bodies to hop into; the
squalid, lice-infested denizens of Tibet, the
cat-voiced purrings of some lecherous blackwhiskered swamis; the huge stone religious
monstrosities of Egypt, the building of which
impoverished and ruined the nation; the sexdream travails of Sigmund Freud; the bologna
of some of his disciples; the orgone-oollecting caskets of Wilhelm Reich, the latest daily
revelations of Scientology.
And -- more recently -- I have observed the
medical indorsement, at long last, of ethically - used hypnosis, the organized daily and
highly successful hypno-treatments at the
great Johns Hopkins hospital in Baltimore; I
have enjoyed the friendship of Leslie Lecron,
one of the world's foremost teachers of ethical hypnosis, and I have steadily increased
contacts with the work of scientific researchers into the electropsychical operation of the
human mind.
I stand on results achieved with what is
perhaps now, or which may eventually become,
one of the-largest files of case histories in
existence. Many of these outrival fiction.
Here are four recent examples:
A transvestite -- a man who has a compulsion
to wear female clothing -- thruout his prenatal
area his mother intensely wished for and visualized the child being a girl, wearing pretty
clothes.
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A capable business man, in a severe emotional upset wherein he had become completely
unable to form an opinion or take any action
on any of his business affairs. Cause: a fanatically religious psychotic mother who persistently read to him, when he was a child,
every available negative passage from the Bible, including such as "Judge not lest ye be
judged" and "There is A way that seemeth right
unto a man, but the way thereof is death!" Via
some complex emotional late-life situations,
these specific items became hypnotically activated in his mind into a deadly literal interpretation , viz: "You cannot judge or form an
opinion about anyone or anything", and "No
matter what course of action you decide upon
that seems 'right' to you, it will surely lead
to your disastrous defeat or your death ! "
Mother: A man getting into a highly-difficult late-life situation which activated in
him two powerful conflicting compulsions: One,
to strip from himself everything he owns, including his clothing, and give it away, and
then to commit suicide; this, however, is simultaneously counterbalanced with an equally
frantic desire NOT to do this. Cause: As a
naughty three-year-old, his exasperated mother
stripped off his clothes, and thrust him naked
out into the icy cold of the back yard with
these words: "You're no good, I don't want
you. I'm giving you back to God just the way I
received you -- naked!"
And, last week: A situation wherein a mother kept telling her son:" Your grandfather was
a bum, your father was a bum -- and you're just
like both of them. You'll live and die a bum!"
This child, now a grown well-to-do middle-aged
man, walks about always with a wallet loaded
with about $5,000 in hundred dollar bills,
trying to convince himself he is no bum. He
lives alone in a third-grade apartment in
which there is no furniture but a couple of
cheap chairs, a television, and in the middle
of the living room a life-sized painted cloth
and wooden effigy of a ragged tattered bum.
Tho he has thousands, he still feels Like a
bus ; the effigy is an odd device that has to
some degree served to absorb from him his "I'm
a bum" vibrations, as it were.
So , again , where do I stand now?
First of all , I subscribe about 100 percent
to the deductions of Dr. Wm. Sargent , who in
his book, "The Battle for the Mind", more
clearly and convincingly than any other person, to date, discloses the strange fundamental basic psychical force, law, or phenomenon
that underlies all successful religions, all
prosperous cults -- namely the intense and arbitrary predisposition of the human mind, when
highly excited by emotion, to open itself to,
and so far as possible to act upon suggestions
being delivered into it by any accepted hypnotist . I mean , specifically , most successful
priests, preachers, politicians, m 1 1 1 tary
brainwashers, voodooists, yogaists, buddhists,
The ABERREE 7
After Nine Years of Delving Into Cults and Ologies, Inventor Reveals
Some of the Odd Things He's Discovered
