************************************************************************ The following first appeared in the private email list IVy-subscribers, which is available to all those who subscribe to the printed magazine, International Viewpoints. ************************************************************************ Well, I'll be darned by Phil Spickler 1 Feb 99 Hello, anyone! Well, I'll be darned! Given the information that's been coming onto the IVy list lately regarding NOTs, which I think is short for New Era Dianetics for OTs, I can see now that when I did NOTs back in 1980, I failed to get one of the biggest and most important results of said rundown. Had I but known at the time, I would have asked for my money back, or even worse. That's right -- according to the latest information about this, I should have gotten a nice healthy case of cancer, and here I am, a paltry 19 years later, and I still haven't gotten what I paid for. Of course, at the time, no one knew that cancer was one of the things one could look forward to if one did NOTs, and another fringe benefit I've just been apprised of is I failed to lose my former ability to manifest as a single-unit being capable of pushing around a meat body. Over the last 19 years I've known quite a few people who did NOTs at different times, and many of them have failed to get the full value for their monies paid. Now I personally have nothing against cancer, even though I hear tell that it's gotten a bad name among human beings, but, in the face of humans losing almost all of their former natural predators, cancer still seems to be effective to some small degree in paring down the human race, which, given the population projections, needs everything that cancer and other predators yet to come could possibly give us if our numbers aren't to reach the point where you'll feel like a sardine, there'll be so many people at the old swimming hole when you make your way down there for a dip. Coming back to NOTs for a moment, I think, depending on how good you are in the use of basic auditing techniques, particularly the comm cycle, with high emphasis on the fundamental ability to acknowledge Life, you sure can have a lot of fun with this procedure if you treat it as another relatively good way to clean things up in and around your local location, but not to be carried to the point where you succeed, or try to succeed, in as-ising everything and anything that could ever be called "you." That definitely puts a pretty heavy strain on the notion of human havingness, and probably gets into that interesting and somewhat mysterious area called "the protective mechanism of the mind" and the warnings that exist to keep people from violating that mechanism. I fear that those who become obsessed with reaching the end of the journey rather than the enjoyment of the voyage, the unfinished trip, the Way (with a capital W if you will) will ignore these words, and those of other older and most wiser beings, the results giving the apparency of personal or group catastrophe. It's my hope that if Frank Gordon is not involved in much more seemly matters, he might take it upon himself to briefly descend from the beauties of his celestial abode and favor us less fortunate listers with his thoughts and knowledge concerning the notion of the protective mechanism of the mind. If you understand the tech of NOTs, the theory behind it, and get pretty good at auditing it, it's one of the niftiest ways to clear up the kinds of case that bedevil most of us with their permanence and solidity, since it gives one direct access to the correct ownership of these pesky things that can make life and human behavior so grim and unfortunate, and sometimes downright unendurable. It also is in keeping with the Buddhist notion of working on the great question of finding out what you are not. Again, this is a cautionary path, and one should take responsibility for knowing what its ultimate conclusion would be before getting there. At this point let me install a disclaimer, which is to say, if you're silly enough to have wasted your time in reading this report so far, please be assured that what you've been reading may not be ultimate truth :-), and that I am a well-known and notorious liar, and that even that statement could be a lie. But anyway, I trust that those who read will certainly check to see how their indicators are on what is being said, and to what degree, lesser or greater, these things be true for you, or at least the majority of that which makes up "you," and not try to enforce any of it on the rest. Vincent van Gogh, who wisely did not achieve fame and fortune while still alive, wrote many letters to his brother, and showed himself to be quite a philosopher, not just one of the most amazing artists that the world has ever seen. And in one of Vincent's letters to his brother Theo, he talked a bit about illness and death, and said that he imagined that the great and wonderful illnesses that mankind is heir to should not be seen as tragic unpleasantnesses that should be eradicated once and for all from humankind, but rather should be seen as a first-class ticket to the stars and infinite life. Long pause. Coming back to NOTs and cancer, there is a viewpoint from which it might be said that if NOTs could dependably produce cancer, it could probably and equally produce its cure. It's a little bit like alcohol -- the right amount of it can make you feel pretty fine and thin the blood and open your arteries and create relaxation and camaraderie, if used judiciously. However, if you suddenly slug down about a quart of the stuff, it'll kill you, if you catch my drift and this analogy to NOTs. Just the other day I got into an argument with a good friend about which one of us was the oldest thetan, and it finally came down to "Well, let's see your birth certificate." Well, anyway, according to my birth certificate, I've been a thetan for about as long as I can remember. So I got to wondering if we should have a contest to see who's the oldest thetan on the IVy list, and what are some of the telltale signs that differentiate an old thetan from a baby thetan. Once again I'll look forward to hearing from anyone who feels qualified to speak on these matters -- actually, even unqualified to speak on these matters, which should include a certain amount of our readership. Meantime, in my spare time, I'm going to do some more NOTs to see if I can do whatever it takes to produce cancer in this body, and by carefully documenting this research, I shall then proceed to cure it, at which point every medical association on planet Earth will put out a contract to have my life and findings destroyed, since the worst piece of information that could ever arrive for modern medicine would be a dependable and inexpensive cure for cancer which just about anybody could perform. Some of you out there may say in a perplexed tone of voice, "You mean to tell me that all those great big hospitals and all those doctors and other health-care professionals that work day and night to help treat and alleviate the ravages of this disease wouldn't be overjoyed to see it disappear from Earth?" Yes, I'm here to tell you that this would not be the case, any more than Ron Hubbard, the Church of Scientology, and all of its latter-day offshoot groups would be overjoyed to find out that there were no more aberrated folks. Anyway, to get serious again for just a moment, and now that that moment's passed to get silly and humorous and lighthearted once again, I'd like to end this missive with the thought that, just like it takes a heap of livin' to make a house a home, it takes a heap of lies (second postulates) to give the Static a life to live. QED, and highest tokens of affinity and acknowledgment -- I remain, your most obedient Muse, Phil