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Bare-Faced Messiah (PDF) - Apologetics Index

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He did do a lot of research and had a lot of other people doing writing and research for him. A lot of<br />

his research was done in solo auditing. He would try ideas out on himself and pass them on to me<br />

to run on other people.<br />

In Hemet in 79 I'd watch TV with him and he'd reminisce. He talked about time when he was a<br />

troubadour in the Blue Mountains and went around, playing the guitar, singing hill-billy songs and<br />

earned his living that way. I didn't know whether it was true. I think he made it up on the spur of the<br />

moment because I'd never heard that before. He had a guitar there and sang some songs. He<br />

could play to some degree, but he seemed pretty amateurish. I think he made up the songs as he<br />

went along, but they sounded like hill-billy songs. I was auditing them, and had an apartment next<br />

to him.<br />

He was ill in late '78, September, and I was transferred to La Quinta when he was ill. He thought<br />

there was going to be an FBI raid and in early 79 he left La Quinta and ended up in an apartment<br />

complex in Hemet. Later I was transferred to audit him on NOTs and then he went on to doing Solo<br />

NOTs in mid '79.<br />

After the Sea Org went ashore I went to Daytona. LRH was there living in a separate building. We<br />

took over a motel and he lived virtually next door, although it was supposed to be a secret. None of<br />

us were supposed to know where he was, but we used to see him. The Sea Org had these big<br />

secrets, but from the balcony of our motel you could look across to the hotel where he was living.<br />

We were given a false reason, a weird reason, that no one was to go to that hotel, even for a drink<br />

in the bar, because they were SPs [Suppressive Persons] there, so we should stay away. Nobody<br />

believed that, it was too outlandish. Then he would come to the motel and give us a lecture almost<br />

every day for a couple of weeks. He would arrive in a car which we had seen drive out of the motel,<br />

turn in the opposite direction and go round the block and come to us. Some of messengers lived<br />

with him; we used to see them come out of the hotel and walk to our motel. We all used to pretend<br />

not to know where he was.<br />

Then we moved to Clearwater and Hubbard lived in an apartment in Dunedin, 10-15 minutes' drive<br />

away. It was still supposed to be secret. The crew that went back and forth was sworn to secrecy.<br />

We got a tailor to come in and make suits for him, and Hubbard told him who he was, and the tailor<br />

told one of the local newspapers.<br />

Then he left and went to California to La Quinta. After La Quinta he went to Lake Paris briefly and<br />

then in early 79 he went to Hemet.<br />

I was in Clearwater in September '78 and I was told to go to La Quinta. He was very ill. Dr [Eugene]<br />

Denk was there and trying to find out what was wrong with him. He was very weak, had low blood<br />

pressure, pulse rate, low temperature. He was lying on his back in bed, almost in a coma for a<br />

week or two. He talked a little but not very much. He talked very slowly and quietly. I didn't know what<br />

was wrong with him. One of the things established was that he had blood coagulation problem, but<br />

that wasn't why he was in bed. Denk prescribed anti-coagulant for his blood but that was to prevent<br />

a stroke. He was in a Spanish-style bungalow at La Quinta. He had an office in his bungalow, it<br />

was on a property with other buildings. Mary Sue was in LA in another secret location.<br />

I was surprised and shocked at his condition. It was a telex message addressed to CMO<br />

[Commodore's Messenger Org] that transferred me, but gave almost no info. It was extremely<br />

urgent and said it was important that I was to be put on the next plane to LA. It was top secret. I<br />

didn't know what it was for, how long it was for. So I grabbed a few clothes in my suitcase, I had 20<br />

minutes to get to the airport, and I wasn't allowed to tell anyone I was going. I couldn't even see my

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