There Is A Time And There Is A Place

This website is the summation of several previously separate websites which have been brought together and categorized by data collections. These data collections are all accessed via the navigational menu bar located towards the top of every page. By selecting one particular collection other sub collections may then be accessed. These are dutifully noted in the navigational menu bar as a sub heading. Further sub collections are likewise handled.

Some data collections will be displayed in their original format as found on the originating website.

All originating websites have been modified to redirect to the new locations here.

I’ve tried to keep the data collection navigation as simple as possible without requiring the visitor to click like mad in order to get back to some particular location. This does increase the navigational menu bar length at times but not significantly so - at least in my opinion.

This website has been formulated in such a way that document presentation is of prime importance. Entertainment, whether by eye candy or flaming discussions is being left to the mental trash bin of ill repute. There are always the needful and the need-full, each with their own self-fulling prophecy. Here, there are no needs so the attention can be squarely placed on much more importance matters.

Now that the cat is out of the bag regarding Elvis I wanted to put something into perspective regarding OT III, sometimes called The Wall of Fire.

There are no accidents and there is no such thing as a ‘coincidence’.

It is no ‘accident’ that the Galactic Patrol got it’s ass kicked. It’s no ‘accident’ that millions were screened, implanted and let loose. It is no ‘accident’ that in the merry-go-round of TTA or this time around, deja vue keeps getting in the way. Yes, it is no accident that the entire Universe seems to have gone mad.

That’s a lot of purpose-full activity. Who in their right mind would even take the time to dream up such?

Well, perhaps this is dreamtime.

Have you ever wanted something so badly that you were and are amazed when it actually comes true or becomes real?

One does not ‘accidentally’ be-come or come to be. Being requires purpose and plan.

With that, may I welcome you to reveal the truth that you are?

Xenu is that dastardly foe we have all been instructed to learn and hate. Some with fear, some with reverence but in either case it bears no importance. Placing responsibility where it belongs is crucial in order for a being to move ahead or to continue up the road of spiritual freedom.

Freedom is not about taking the time to explore one’s boundaries, that is slavery. Freedom is being free of all encumbrances, foreign or domestic.

Keeping one’s eye on the prize is about the only sure way to surmount all obstacles on the way.

Ya gotta want it.

Badly.

But first you must be exactly clear as to what it is that you really want.

Q: I’m confused. Your site makes mention of Scientology quite a bit and yet you also have various things about other philosophies. So what is the web site really all about? Are you or are you not a Scientologist?

Great questions. There is no one specific ideology or philosophy that is embraced here as our very nature is way above any of these ‘talking points’. In this regard all philosophies, religious or not, share the common idealistic goal of becoming one thing or another. This is not meant to denigrate any particular philosophy which someone might hold in high regard as various means appeal to various personalities. When one exceeds the boundaries, as all philosophies and routes inherently embrace, then there is absolutely no need for any support structure in any format or function. To that end there is no claimed title, any title, that would applicably denote who or what exists here.

What you will find on this website is that which was written in full knowledge, of whatever topic is being discussed. But in reality this is all meaningless as the sole point here is to reverse one’s attention to whence it came and for that attention source to understand it’s own nature, fully and consciously. It’s really such a simple small thing to ask. And so it is.

 
Q: Is the Free Zone really dead?

There is an amazing amount of grasping, of desiring that some thing will last forever in this universe. The truth of the matter is that this universe is built upon the principals of change, of there being a constant alteration of ‘what is’ or more correctly, the illusion of life and living. When one wishes to hold onto some thought, idea or concept then one is doomed to become the effect of that obsession. Like all things, the Free Zone moves along in time and although some would have that idea become forever cemented in perpetuity, it just isn’t so. Nothing dies because nothing is born. When it comes right down to it, rising above the crutches that one is firmly grasping is about the only thing that enables one’s spiritual freedom is take off.

That’s the idea here.

 
Q: From whom do you have authority to speak about the Free Zone, Loyal Officers, the Galactic Patrol and other such things?

There is no claim to authority what-so-ever and therefore the whom becomes meaningless.

Here you may leave something of value. A word, a deed, perhaps even an idea if you are so motivated or inclined.

Here is where you may open a new communication line.

Recently someone made mention something about this website becoming a memorable to Mike and Virginia McClaughry. What a great idea! Therefore, I am going to suspend all further communication until this has been accomplished. Before beginning I have something to finish up and then I will move on to this endeavor. Please be aware that this memorial is not for the dead, dying or fading away, it is for two grand thetans who are something quite special to me. Anyway, please stay tuned.

The reference was made by my wife who at the time was acting quite anti-Scientology and anti-McClaughry like. This is not a new experience for her but for me that is not the issue. The memorial idea was a good way to handle this episode, but there was something else needed. That something else became hasi.ws.

The hasi.ws domain was left to expire by Mike McClaughry and so I picked it up with the intent to get that work publicly continued. If you go to the website now you can see the beginning of that intent. It makes for a nice purpose and plan but in reality this will in all probability be let go. I will not solely carry forward this work because with this, my job is one of assistance not of carrying the banner into a battle of not my own choosing. I have enough other work already underway, thank you very much.

I will perhaps leave the hasi.ws website as is for a time or perhaps not. This should be cleared up shortly. Also, Free Zone America will undergo another change in status as in “Who cares.”.

I love change and I love progress - especially in others when their awareness jumps a notch or two, or three. It is to this jump that the websites I maintain are around at all. But that is only a very small portion of what goes on.

But don’t worry, there is more than enough to go around. :-)

When I created the Gathering Minds website I had in mind a particular purpose, a particular plan. Well, as is usually the case what I have in mind and what comes about are two very different things. Continuing on down the track, this website is not quite suited as a vehicle for my use but since it is here, so am I.

I have always had an interest in the spiritual nature of man. The who or what behind the mask. This was quite a deep interest for a period of time than ran for years. Not a passing fancy that is to be sure.

Part of that deep interest led me to embrace the religion of Scientology. Currently, one can find no shortage of disparaging remarks about that religion but this has and had no interest for me. What interested me greatly about Scientology was it’s inspection of the mind of man, it’s way of looking at things.

Suffice it to say that while I left that organization quite some time ago it’s way of looking has remained. But this is not something which was acquired nor accepted by me, on the contrary, it was simply a validation of what was already extant or in existence within my awareness. Although this similarity attracted me to it’s philosophy the organization called the Church of Scientology is an altogether different story which is more a monument to man’s failings than it is to it’s greatness.

I find it strange how some people tend to lose themselves in their own endeavors. In fact, it is much, much more than just some, or a few, people. My foundation in Scientology principals remains the same as it has always remained, While it is true that I can look upon other philosophies and/or religions and find affinity there remains that basic root upon which all are based. It is this, the most very basic root of one’s nature that is quite appealing to me.

Scientology does not rule over my actions. Neither does it provide the means for how I live. Looking for external rules of the road does little but to provide a crutch for the weak, for the destitute. I am neither.

In the years of looking after the website Free Zone America there can be seen very little, if any, effect upon others who take to heart the message behind the medium. It’s funny how those who already know the message have no use in going to that website and those who could most greatly benefit from that message avoid it like the plague. Most people on this planet have no interest what-so-ever in anything other than their own self-enrichment. What is in it for me.

Well, forgive me for being the bearer of bad news. There is nothing in it for you here.

No status reports have been filed for some time but recent events have required the report of the following.

Loses can take many forms. Through time, place, form and event experience unfolds and makes it’s self known. The recent loss of a ship is not entirely unexpected nor is it a surprise by any means. Losses are not exactly “to be expected” since this would require a contrary viewpoint, but they are part and parcel of the playing board. As pieces come to be moved upon the board time, place, form and event come to be established. This is not being referred to in the justification of a loss, but simply as background material in which to view the on-going events.

Rogue parties have recently revealed themselves by taking out a Free Zone ship in near orbit. All hands were lost save for the few who were assigned elsewhere at the time of incident. In order to carry out this destruction the parties involved were compelled to step out of the shadows in order to slay the dragon. The dragon is now dead and yet the cry of victory is being held in reserve. Why is that?

The question is not asked in order to elicit an answer but to promote further inquiry into one’s own universe of understanding.

The ship involved was stationed “just so” quite a while ago and has never deviated in it’s position. Like the shooting booth at the fair, the ducks are lined accordingly and can be expected to be at a certain time in a certain place for any such action as one might pay the booth master for.

Well, the game has been completed and the prize given away.

Ed: This is Mikey’s place of communion.

Effects become the determining cause for our future actions. As silly as that sounds most of the humanoids who walk the Earth whether embodied or not take action to be predicated upon outside causes - or in other words, effects which they find to be worthy of regard. This is of course not a methodology conducive to self sustainability. In losing one’s self we come to believe in the here after. After the fall of one’s own integrity there is little point in living at all so why not embrace death and destruction?

And so, upon this blue jewel we find a plethora of death and destruction fraught by Man’s fervent descent into the Night of the Long Lost Soul.

As determined by the Scales of Justice, balance is always brought to bear. This balancing act of equilibrium is also called The Snap-Back Effect. Coming to terms with one’s own destructiveness occurs through choice or conviction. As a whole, Man is quite well known for it’s proclivity towards conviction. Responsibility comes to be laid at the feet of some imagined future generation who will bear the burden of recompense. What folly!

They already are and for those of unbridled sight the obvious becomes a moot point. What is, is. It’s not a matter of belief but purely a matter of seeing. Observing the obvious becomes obnosis, the action or ability of seeing reality for what it is not for what it is served up or presented as being. It’s not a matter of pulling aside the curtain to peek behind the veil, rather it is one of being rooted in the knowledge that form and event are what they are, not what we may think them to be. Taking the personality out of the equation resolves the riddle of life and living. This then, is the form and purpose of resolving one’s being, of removing the veil of our own thoughts, ideas and concepts which we grandly bestow upon reality thus giving it appearance and plan.

Mankind seems to be forever at war with it’s own nature as can be easily seen it it’s barbaric display of contrary notions. The ideology of our own demise is the one which we take on as our very own. Captivated and enslaved we create the plantation upon which we live and work. Our life’s purpose and plan come to naught as we enslave our minds to do the master’s biding. Creating a slave is easy when the canvas is formed out from selfish desires. In the quest for dominion, these desires allow anyone to paint upon us as they will - and there are no shortages of such artists.

(The title of this piece comes from an interesting news report.)

Antarctica, the famous and fabulous destination resort for the underprivileged remains the hot spot that it always has been. Some things never change, promises the sales poster of now well-established and known repute. Come see what’s happening at the fore-front of an ever evolving future, the brochure reveals in it’s captivating ideological pretense. Standing room only!

Some things never change and yet in this changing and evolving time-line Antarctica remains at the bottom of the world. Who would ever think to look there? Away from the spotlight of humanity darkness prevails and in this shade of twilight the sun does indeed shine and brightly so. Evolution is not riding in the back seat but one of being behind the steering wheel. Oh taxi, take me to my destination!

The Land of Ice and Snow, in it’s Darwinian approach to humanity, has been and continues to be a useful tool in one’s box of tricks. Creating appearance as reality is always established through sleight of hand, where looking is not seeing but merely believing. Belief is mandatory as knowledge is kept on the back burner, simmering away in it’s conviction that truth is unstoppable. Indeed, truth is neither stoppable nor unstoppable - it just is. But don’t take my word for it.

Going and coming, both are used as the tools they are. Remember, there is no such thing as coincidence and there are no accidents. A slip of the tongue is expression overriding the mind’s tendencies. Striking the root bares all.

Lately there hasn’t been much of a reason to post to this website. We have been relocated to south Georgia for a while now and the environment is quite palatable. The nice thing about the gypsy life is that one goes where one must. Personal needs and wants is not something contemplated and in the scheme of things, all things are related - just ask the stewards of the land.

There are two websites which material is contributed to, fza.org and gathering-minds.net. Both are used accordingly and both come and go as well. There is currently no interest in the taken-over Church of Scientology nor the incestual orgy called “The FreeZone”. We are much higher up the food chain these days and it appears that as the various chapters come to a close the story line successfully continues. Progress in terms of measurable attainment is undeniable and more importantly at this juncture, inescapable.

There are many modes of operation throughout the various processes that are put into play during a mission. The particular one being discussed today is Predator Mode. As you already know a predator is that which preys or hunts and kills for food. This very apt description suits this mode as to what we are doing is hunting and killing the Beast. In this case, the Beast is en-theta, or enturbulated theta. Since theta, by it’s nature is pure and clean, untainted by thoughts, ideas and concepts, this enturbulation or evil comes to be man-made. It is an acquired possession used as a tool in the attainment of personal gain.

That is the keyword here in regard to enturbulation - personal gain. Dynamically speaking, the lessor the number of dynamics one enjoys being responsible for, the greater the amount of personal fixation. Enturbulation is nothing but an up close and personal testament to one’s selfish desires which of course are born to do nothing but seek release.

According to standard practice, free will is paramount in bringing about change. One cannot and must not force change upon that which is quite obviously at odds with that change. Handling resistance is part and parcel of one’s duty towards Mankind.

During the process of evolution there comes to be times where pockets of resistance show themselves as being stubborn and fixated. The personal gain of these energy units far outweighs the requirements of Mankind - or so it is believed, but this lie of great magnitude is designed to do damage and to do it well. In the normal natural progression of events, these pockets of diminishing returns comes to the fore as the floating flotsam and jetsam on the sea of life and living. They of course must be routed and handled requiring far more attention than those of greater stability.

Outside influences require that we succumb. In preparing the field for planting, the farmer creates, in mind, the end result and then undertakes effort in order to achieve that end result. The goal is already well established and all that is left are the steps necessary to bring about it’s achievement.

Upon this planet the goal has been one of plunder, created and played out by those of foreign mind and body. It can be extremely difficult to understand the foreign mind in how it works. Thought processes are inherently different and from this Tower of Babel, understanding becomes absent. We hear the words and yet they fall upon the deaf, dumb and blind.

The so-called ‘banking elite’ requires scarcity in order to play out their dirty little secret. But even these puppets have their masters. Their ancestry gives them away. You see, like-minded sheep enjoy each other’s company and it is this company which sends up the flares of identification. Despite the tricks and traps of well-oil machinery, nothing - and I mean nothing, beats the opened eye of awareness. This ‘eye’ is not the trick of the all-seeing eye of authority but one of spiritual awareness, an awareness rooted in that which lies beyond the fallacy of life and living.

It’s so strange to view this as a ‘spiritual’ matter when those who embrace the opposite, through power and force, convince all in their path that such things are ‘beyond’ the scope of mere mortal Man. In other words, where there is conviction of a pure physical existence, there lies the empty grave. As ‘money’ is a product so too is the mantle placed upon the awareness of Man. In it’s restriction, Man comes to be controlled.

The Eighth Dynamic or Infinity is the highest Dynamic of Life and Living in the physical universe. This dynamic is quite an interesting one in that many Scientologists take it to mean that they become or evolve into God with a capital ‘G’. Socially, these Scientologists become believers of the idea that when the Eighth Dynamic has been ascended they will become not a god but the God of the universe where all will bow before them including the Universe itself.

How grand!

In this selfish endeavor of becoming all-mighty the social Scientologist fails to understand that they have never left the First Dynamic, that egotistical, self-righteous entity known as ‘me’. This failing of great magnitude prevents the social Scientologist from seeing that their own private view of the Universe is nothing short of a slice of life and living custom made for their personal pleasure. And that is what it comes down to - personal pleasure. The pleasure of the dementia of introverted attention.

Make no mistake as there certainly is a God of this and all other Universes. This infinite Dynamic lies beyond the reach and grasp of all the other Dynamics and that, in itself, reveals the common Man’s error. Looking through the thoughts, ideas and concepts of the First Dynamic how can it ever be possible to attain the sight of a reality which is leaps and bounds beyond it? How can a social Scientologist ever leave the life raft of like-mindedness and jump head first into the vast and great unknown? This fear of losing one’s egotistical clothing keeps many firmly seated in the life raft, bobbing and weaving to and fro as the currents come to define their life existence.

Regionally, the Earth has been carved, divided and continues to be plundered by the various scheming drug lords. Not the so-called ‘illegal’ drugs, but a drug lord of a different flavor. Perception is the grand design of illusion and as it makes it’s merry way among the populous, confused, fear and retaliation is served up on a hearty platter of home-made delicacies. The wise man plunders with agreement while the foolish thief takes on the “smash and grab” garb of elitism. In either case, a thief remains the same - the epitome of selfish desire gone rabid in it’s efficacy. Trembling in fear the cry is heard: “LOOK, over there!”.

This planet is a wealth of information in many respects.

Rising above the wanton destruction of insanity the processes in play are quite apparent. the illusion of ill-repute is perpetuated through trickery and deceit and when these honors fail to find a home in one’s being, then there is no trickery and deceit - only an obvious reality playing itself out.

In running out suicidal tendencies, especially on a large dynamic scale, one must be in a condition of self awareness whereby these acquired characteristics or traits of competitive human-ness are non-existent. One cannot provide the means of rising above these while being at their mercy. This would be a false sense of security and be but another ruse on the scale of snake-oil deception and prosperity.