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Chapter 17<br />

In Search of Past Lives<br />

'USIS OFFICER STATES HUBBARD RUNS FLOATING UNIVERSITY OF QUESTIONABLE MORAL CHARACTER,<br />

NOT ACCREDITED ANY US UNIVERSITIES AND POOR REPRESENTATIVE FOR US ABROAD . . . FLOATING<br />

COLLEGE PROBABLY PART OF CHARLATAN CULT.' (CIA cable traffic, June/July 1968)<br />

• • • • •<br />

Soon after the Royal Scotman docked in Valencia a group of students flew in from Saint Hill to take<br />

a 'clearing course' on board the ship. One of them was a pretty, dark-eyed New Yorker called Mary<br />

Maren:<br />

'I had a friend in dance class in New York who was into Scientology and he told me about it. They<br />

sounded like an interesting group of people and I thought it would be useful to have this exact<br />

scientific technology at my disposal. I read Dianetics and it made a lot of sense to me.<br />

'By 1967 I was doing the briefing course at Saint Hill and I saw some people who had come back<br />

from this mysterious sea project. One of the guys was terrified, really scared; I had no idea why he<br />

was in such a state. Two weeks later more came back. They had lost a lot of weight and looked<br />

overwhelmed, as if they had seen some kind of monster in the sea. Later I discovered that they had<br />

been cleaning cattle dung out of the ship's hold for two weeks, but I didn't know it at the time. I said<br />

to my husband, Artie, I'm never going to join the Sea Org.<br />

'I forgot all that when we all got on a plane to do the clearing course. It was called the New Year<br />

Freedom Flight. I'd never been to Spain before and it all seemed very exciting. At that time the ship<br />

looked clean, kinda nice. The stateroom I was given was very small and cramped, but everything<br />

looked kinda spiffed up. The atmosphere was very congenial.<br />

'LRH was on the ship and in a real jolly mood. He used to stay up late at night on the deck and talk<br />

to us into the wee hours about his whole track adventures, how he was a race-car driver in the<br />

Marcab civilization. The Marcab civilization existed millions of years ago on another planet; it was<br />

similar to planet earth in the 'fifties, only they had space travel. Marcabians turned out later not to be<br />

good guys so it wasn't a compliment that their civilization was similar to ours. LRH said he was a<br />

race driver called the Green Dragon who set a speed record before he was killed in an accident. He<br />

came back in another lifetime as the Red Devil and beat his own record, then came back and did it<br />

again as the Blue Streak. Finally he realized all he was doing was breaking his own records and it<br />

was no game any more.<br />

'People would stand around listening to these stories for hours, very over-awed. At the time it<br />

seemed a privilege and honour to share these things, to hear him talking about things that went on<br />

millions of years ago like it was yesterday. It was usually entertaining, but I sometimes found it very<br />

stressful to take it all in, this powerful, booming outflow, and it was hard to get away. One night I<br />

was getting dizzy and dared to ask if I could leave early. I could hear my voice echoing in the<br />

cosmos as I said, "If you'll excuse me, I have to go to bed, sir." He said, "OK, sure."'[1]<br />

Talking about his past lives to an adoring, captive audience was one of Hubbard's favourite<br />

recreational activities. His stories, no matter how outrageous, were always treated seriously, for

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