I too knew Sadie when she was in CMOPAC, in fact I know her whole family. Sadie’s mom is Jean Essig. She was an auditor at Orange County Org, I audited her NOTS (OT V) in the 90’s. I was close with her mom for many years. They live in Yucca Valley next Joshua Tree National Park in Southern California. Sadie blew to her moms house a few times but was always recovered. Her mom called me last year, I guess she didn’t know Ibwas declared. Sadie probably told her I am declared.

That’s true, nobody alive knows and can prove it. But then, hell fire everlasting always seemed ridiculous and impossible to me. Evn leaving aside the question where hell actually is located, what’s burning? Wood? Where does the wood come from? or the coal. Bodies? Peoples’ bodies are in the ground or cremated so how can those be keeping the fire going? Something has to keep the fires burning, if they are actually fires. Peoples’ souls burning? Interesting concept, but do you know of anyone who can start a fire with someone’s soul? Neither do I.

Then there’s heaven. Sitting on clouds…somewhere…up, somewhere…angels playing harps…for eternity. That’s it. Nothing else happening. Well, I don’t know about you but if I thought that’s all I’d be doing for eternity I wouldn’t be too pleased. Talk about boring.

Respectfully, none of this stuff dished out to us in Sunday School ever indicated to me and thank God it never took hold in my then very trusting and impressionable mind. Today I truly pity anyone who gets manipulated to do things or not do things out of hope for the latter, or fear of the former.

Correction: Change Sexy to Sexless.

Okay; I’ll shut up. For now. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, Ann

The problem is that is just his opinion. He had never died, so didn’t know, anymore than anyone else, what happens after death.

Damn Aqua! Powerful anology and completely spot on. (No pun intended)

Stop it Bix! Lol ? Happy Thanksgiving.

Yes! Love it. TY for that. Happy Thanksgiving Aqua. ☺?

Glad I brought a little laughter in your world Aqua. Depends is a perfect metaphor for Scientology. Like adult diapers, when people in the cult have been used up, they too become expendable.