Bare-Faced Messiah (PDF) - Apologetics Index

and papers were speculating whether he was dead or alive. I wrote a lot of poetry under the
influence of my infatuation with Ron. I was very deeply involved with him, he was a fascinating man.
I knew he was ill and old, and I thought it would be a nice gesture to send him the poems, so I sent
him a letter with the poetry. I got a very nice sweet letter back from him. This was about 3 years ago
[1983]. I told him I'd been interviewed by Omar Garrison.
The affair began when he took me home from the office one night and kissed me goodnight in the
car. That's how it all started. Took me some time to realise he was disturbed. He was highly
paranoid and would be rushing along the street with me and I would say, "Why are you walking so
fast?" He'd look over his shoulder and say, "Don't you know what it's like to be a target?"
At all times he thought the American Psychological Association and the AMA and CIA had hit men
after him... he thought everyone was after him. This was long before the IRS was after him. No one
was after him at that time, but he certainly had delusions.
When I went to work for him he had hired somebody who had been in the police department. He
gave everyone who worked for him a lie detector test asking if he had designs on his life. I had to
take it. The man who was giving the test always had a little bit of fun and asked the women - the
last question was, "Are you a virgin?"
The first time I made a clinical diagnosis of Ron was when I was with him in there. He had a house
on Mel Avenue. He asked me to come there and he was in a deep depression. There was no doubt
in my mind he was a manic depressive with paranoid tendencies. Many manics are delightful,
apparently productive, they do all kinds of marvelous things and have tremendous self confidence
and talk and talk and talk, really hyper. He was like that in his manic stage - he was enormously
productive and creative, he had big feelings of omnipotence, he talked all the time of grandiose
schemes. It was extremely interesting in his case because he made his fantasies come true.
He said he always wanted to found a religion like Moses or Jesus.
I went to Palm Springs - he was very lethargic. He had a publisher's deadline and he couldn't work
on the book, he was really blocked. That's why he called me; he was hoping I could help him get
out of writer's block. He was lying down feeling sorry for himself, drinking a great deal. He drank a
great deal but held his liquor well. I never saw him drunk in the sense of being out of control. He
was very sad and lethargic. Sometimes he'd go to the piano and fiddle around and improvise. He
had a weak, sad voice, a sad face.
At that time, acting intuitively, I used a technique to give him a little step at a time, break down
problems into small parts, so I had some butcher paper and said, "Look, you don't have to write, all
you have to do is sit down at this table, look at the paper, when you don't want to do it any more get
up and leave." He sat there for 10 minutes for the first day, this went on for several days and one
day he picked up the pencil and began to write. That was the beginning of Scientology.
I had been reading Freud since I was 12 and he would bounce ideas off me in kitchen, we'd talk
until 3 in the morning. He got very excited and enthused about what he was doing, very enthusiastic
again and began working. This was before the Alexis incident.
In LA he lived in Western Ave area around Wilton. I found the house for him on N Curzon for him
and his wife and baby.
I don't know where he was living when I first started working for him. He didn't talk about Sara at all,