It’s so interesting that one little thing, the news about Mary Sue Hubbard’s home being up for sale in Los Feliz sparked your interest and you looked it up on the internet. Things then took their course from there.

I had a very similar experience to yours. Mine was when an OTVIII called me to tell me not to look at the internet that day, because there was a story about Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman on the main page of MSN. Of course I immediately looked it up and read a Sea Org members account of how she, and others had to stay up all night planting a meadow of wildflowers, so Tom could walk Nicole through it. This got me started looking at the internet with great interest and here I am today.

I’m happy that you’re out of the cult and wish you well.

Fred got your good question, RolandRB. JennyAtLAX, his %#)&*# spokeshole will try to explain in his absence. Fred’s been captured by Sea Org Ethics Officers, who’ve forced him to wear those stupid LA Org outfits, and he has a goal of Body Routing 4,200 people by Thursday at 2:00 PM).

Fred claims that the book, “Jeff Chandler” is an autobiography written two lifetimes later. He counts “Jeff Chandler” as one lifetime, and he counts “Fred Haseney” as one lifetime, thus the “two” lifetimes.

Fred Haseney is 59-years-old, born in 1955. Jeff Chandler died in 1961.

Did you ever see the movie “Freaky Friday,” the story about the mother and daughter suddenly switching bodies? In 1961, as Chandler suffered through four, maybe five operations in what used to the Culver City Hospital, in Culver City, California, the doctors in Syracuse, New York, were getting little Freddie ready for a Tonsillectomy.

One of the “LRH” book series that came out a few years ago (one discussed “Ron the Writer,” another “Ron the Poet,” etc.) had a story by LRH in which he discussed a guy who, spiritual-speaking, came into this life after taking over the body of a 7-year-old boy.

Late one night at the age of 6-years of age, shortly after Jeff Chandler died a rather horrible death, little Freddie woke up completely disoriented, and had no idea where he was. As time passed, he found he could play the piano without formal training of any kind, and even entered a church talent show. Around the same time, he scored the highest I.Q. in his school, who accelerated him mid-year from third-to-fourth grade.

That’s the beginning of the “coincidences” that introduced Fred to “Jeff.”

But it was the multitude of people calling Fred “Jeff” instead of “Fred” that led Fred to wonder, “Who’s Jeff?” The book, “Jeff Chandler,” answers that question

JennyAtLA

Poor Fred, he’s &#@(^$ doomed now (and smiling about it)! If living “in the present for the reset of eternity” means sharing that with Balsamico and the rest of those who comment here, let’s do it!

It’s &$@+*%! “JennyAtLAX”!

We love you!

Trev I didn’t get it. Can you send it again?

Prove me wrong. 😛

Humor is sometimes the ONLY way to fight these bastards! Well done, all of you! 🙂

Hi Jenny

Thank you for thanking me for thanking Fred for his story. Also thanks for the clear correction – lol – it has been modified on the big list.