Tom's diary: Stardate 0727.05
I woke up this morning feeling a bit banky and in desperate need of a touch assist. For a minute I thought I had contracted lumbosis, but then, after a little obnosis, I realized that the problem was that my engrams were entheta, which of course always results in a high degree of not-isness. I had been so engaged in havingness and livingness, that I'd almost entirely neglected my doingness! So I decided to straightwire my space opera immediately. As a grade II preclear, I was way out of my league, and I knew that I was risking total cut comm. But, thank LRH, I was finally able to apply enough attention units that the excess randomity gradually gave way to sweetness and light.
Editor's Note: Today's entry was brought to you by Sheff's special friend.
Editor's Note: Today's entry was brought to you by Sheff's special friend.
posted by Kathy at 10:23 AM
8 Added Something:
okay, now i know why people become scientologists.
It's practically an obnosis, but i'll spell it out anyway - it's the new cool language, of course.
i won't comment much more 'cause i've got a lot of work to do, and when it piles up, i get banky.
I hate it when people get banky on me. Kat, I didn't know you had special friends who are followers of LRH... You are indeed patient and open-minded. Wow!
Even though its an obnosis that I may never unmock until I die - I'm so tire from work that I really want to unmock(at least for a little while.)
Sheff's special friend is so funny and clever.
you see all that "is" ness - was I right or what?
I thought Tom was already a Clear? I don't know about you, but I'm always in need of a touch assist. Yeah baby!
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I thought touch assists were something entirely different. Thanks for the clarification.
One time I was drunk in Hollywood (ok, many times I've been drunk in Hollywood) and I went into the Scientology building and was just staring at this bust of L. Ron that has water washing over it. I just stared until the Scientology Army people got uneasy and I got uneasy and so I left.
I think that I took a free I.Q. test administered by the scientologists, sadly, I didn't get (or forgot) my results, although I am sure it was quite high.
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