Mest Lover
Not Sea Org Qualified
I have been getting a lot of PMs about the lack of EUS stories from former members.
I am a very small part of 20 years ago, but during the time I was there I saw at least 40 blows, route outs, et al.
In the time I have been out on average that would equal at least 800 people or more.
C'mon! chime in, register and post!
Safe in the sun! Post your story!
What happened to all of you? Am I left to telling a lopsided onesided tale of Excalibur?
Where is the Arthur of Scientology? Who will grasp the sword and reveil the truth of
349, West 48th Street?
Bill?
Dina?
Lynn?
Dennis?
Debbie?
Jose?
Chuck?
Stephanie?
Jay?
Alex?
Ralston?
Jacobi?
Patsy?
Genie? (? not sure if that was her name)
C'mon Lor & Jeff, for crying out loud we were rivals, don't let me beat you here!
I know more of you!
I wont name fag more but you all are out there, share, help!
You blew or otherwise left for a reason. NOW IS THE TIME!
I am not afraid anymore. I am working my story, I am including names I feel
necessary, (even my own if asked, I am not afraid anymore) I would rather have a friendship and cloak if needed than what
may come out of me otherwise, I pretty much lay out truth, names included
unless otherwise asked to cloak.
We were once a Team! On the EPF, on the RENOS MISSION and within CLO EUS. We clicked in a way.
I know you all viewed me as some oddity, some outcast, some downstat off policy piece of DB, or someone with a billy club and Security Chief uniform whom you could never confide in. I was many things in CLO EUS, but I was hiding the real me, as I am sure you were as well.
You all had greater guts than I then, show it now! I hid while in, I hid while out, I won't anymore and neither should you!
Tell the story of the William Jefferson motel, of the condo on 5th avenue, of Excalibur, of the Renos mission, of your imprisonment. Tell it along with me so a more complete picture emerges.
We had good times together occasionally, let's have better times in the future!
I am a very small part of 20 years ago, but during the time I was there I saw at least 40 blows, route outs, et al.
In the time I have been out on average that would equal at least 800 people or more.
C'mon! chime in, register and post!
Safe in the sun! Post your story!
What happened to all of you? Am I left to telling a lopsided onesided tale of Excalibur?
Where is the Arthur of Scientology? Who will grasp the sword and reveil the truth of
349, West 48th Street?
Bill?
Dina?
Lynn?
Dennis?
Debbie?
Jose?
Chuck?
Stephanie?
Jay?
Alex?
Ralston?
Jacobi?
Patsy?
Genie? (? not sure if that was her name)
C'mon Lor & Jeff, for crying out loud we were rivals, don't let me beat you here!
I know more of you!
I wont name fag more but you all are out there, share, help!
You blew or otherwise left for a reason. NOW IS THE TIME!
I am not afraid anymore. I am working my story, I am including names I feel
necessary, (even my own if asked, I am not afraid anymore) I would rather have a friendship and cloak if needed than what
may come out of me otherwise, I pretty much lay out truth, names included
unless otherwise asked to cloak.
We were once a Team! On the EPF, on the RENOS MISSION and within CLO EUS. We clicked in a way.
I know you all viewed me as some oddity, some outcast, some downstat off policy piece of DB, or someone with a billy club and Security Chief uniform whom you could never confide in. I was many things in CLO EUS, but I was hiding the real me, as I am sure you were as well.
You all had greater guts than I then, show it now! I hid while in, I hid while out, I won't anymore and neither should you!
Tell the story of the William Jefferson motel, of the condo on 5th avenue, of Excalibur, of the Renos mission, of your imprisonment. Tell it along with me so a more complete picture emerges.
We had good times together occasionally, let's have better times in the future!
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