Rmack
Van Allen Belt Sunbather
No worries Rmack, the past can't hurt us unless we let it! I'm actually enjoying hearing about everything that I missed at the time! (Some rather hair-raising adventures, I'll bet most other Missions of the time were sedate in comparison.) No wonder I liked hanging out there! I always liked a good adventure!
It was a lot of fun around there sometimes, wasn't it? Definitely the best time I had involved with the cult.
Yep, that was me! I'm quite sure that you and I were the rat transport and rat tickler in question, unless I started a trend with some of the other girls there. The reason I petted the back part of Pinky was because I was afraid of the bitey front end! I was quite giggly back then, so would have been making a ruckus. It has been a VERY long time...I'm amazed I remember any of this. I thought you were very cool back then, with so much responsability, sorry to hear the job really sucked!
This is amazing, remembering this minutia, huh?
The pay is what sucked, the job was actually pretty easy, and allowed me to do much studying from non cult literature in Bent's extensive occult library.
Yes, I can picture Eric as he was then, and it must have been he who took me for my first rock climb. (I later went on to do a lot of mountaineering in the Rockies and the Sierras, Outward Bound survival training, climbed in Yosemite, etc, so it took!) Thank you, wherever you are! It was a small group of us who climbed on Mt. Rubidoux, mostly guys with maybe a couple of girls, 'cause we shared gear and ropes, so maybe you were there too. I was indulged and tolerated by many back then, being younger, and not seriously buying into Scientology training. I don't think anybody back then ever made a dime off me, but I sure could raise people's tone! Probably why I was allowed to hang around. I've always lived a charmed life.
No, I didn't climb Mt Rubberdux, but I heard about it.
I did three routes on 'Taquitz Rock' by Idylwild (officially known as 'Lily Rock'); The Slot, Fingertip Traverse, and Angel's Fright. The last one got me to thinking 'what the fuck am I doing up here????' as I hung by my fingernails a thousand feet up on lead.
Then we got stuck repelling down, and had to untwist the rope for a while, resulting in us walking down the mountain in absolute pitch darkness with no lights.
Ah, to be young, dumb, and full of come again!
I got into back packing quite extensively, as it made my wife worry a lot less, and I could bring my dog.
We were all playing various mind games and experimenting back then with discovering our "powers". I think it's cool we get to reconnect via ESMB. Seems like a whole lifetime away, doesn't it?
I'm so glad Rmack, that you got out and went on to live a great, full life!
I did! Immediately after my year and a half in the S.O. which disabused me of the cult pretty good, I read Bent's book, and that freed me.
I didn't do much rock climbing after that, just a few short routes in Joshua Tree. I got into hang gliding between Riverside and the S.O. at Pac, and when I got back from Flag, I bought a new hang glider. Doing turns in a thermal a few dozen feet from a mountain will 'clear' your mind of any other thoughts but the task at hand better than any process I've come across yet!
I've been happily married for 26 years now. Unlike what Laffy claimed, I did have a second wife, after the first one in the S.O. wanted to play musical beds after six months. Most ethical group on the planet? Puhleeeze!
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