What I published mainly was adventure and what they used to call "psychological" stories. And I wrote an awful lot of science fiction that never saw the light of day - never bothered with it very much.

So if the boys are in operation out through the galaxy and so on, they don't know yet that we've not only maybe solved the sanity of what was practically a prison planet but we've gone way ahead on this basis. And maybe solving it here was a slightly tougher job.

But I opened up an old book that nobody's ever looked at and it's got a complete system of spacial navigation in it. It tells how you navigate in space and it goes on and on, on the subject. It's very precise, And I looked it over and I wondered at the time why I was so glib about writing this. Well, then all of a sudden I looked at the name of the planet and where it was, and went over to the psychometer and got twoband drops on it - the name of this planet and the name of the system.

(female PC)

Male voice: What was the name of it?

PC: Well, it has been obvious to me that there's an answer.

Planet Darengo in the Sirius system.

LRH: [to recordist] You got a recording of all that?

Male voice: Darengo.

PC: ... as to why people cannot rise spiritually, shall we say, in healthy bodies. And I'm primed that you will get it.

Second male voice: What series was that - which story was it?

LRH: Oh, yeah, that's right. You have to be a devil . . .

Sirius system.

PC: Thanks.

Male voice: Sirius system.

LRH: ... to be even healthy.

The Kingslayer.

PC: Oh!

(The R&D provides the following note: "The Kingslayer: a science fiction novel written by L. Ron Hubbard and first published in 1949, in which a brilliant young engineer is kidnapped by a member of a revolutionary group, told of the existence of "The Arbiter," the person responsible for all the world's evil, and sent on a mission to find and destroy him." - note that this was reprinted in paperback in the 1970s under the title of "7 steps to the Arbiter" - FZBA)

LRH: That's a great gimmick.

Third male voice: Yeah. Darengo

PC: Isn't that it?

Darengo. Planet, I think, twelve - twelfth orbit (laughs) - how nuts can you get? I go over and I take a name I thought up fifteen years ago or twelve years ago or something like that for a planet, put it on the psychometer and knock the machine off its pins.

LRH: Mm.

Male voice: Action always precedes thought.

PC: Put me on a succumb.

Fact. It does seem to be a fact. That's why I've always had such a struggle with people telling me about imagination, because previously I didn't used to be able to account for what seemed to be pure imagination being so confoundedly factual to me. And I used to get puzzled about it. Story after story, though, I've written up big chunks of past lives. And these stories blow, by the way.

LRH: I find myself talking very colloquially these days whenever I get anywhere near this one that I was running last night, and I think that what's happening is, is I'm picking up the speech attitude of the space boys. They're very offhand - very incorrect. Oh, there's one that shows up on this machine about it just beautifully - Roman roads.

I'll be running an incident, lickety-split, and all of a sudden I'll run into one of these things - crash! And I freeze up. Because, you see, I was writing on an electric typewriter, and it goes humm - bapity-bapity-bapity bapity-bap - crash! bapity-bapity-bap - crash! Bapity-bapity-bap - hmmmmm. Great stuff.

PC: Roman roads. Hm.

So, naturally, sitting there at this electric typewriter pounding out a story would lay the story in as a lock or something. And I go running through this incident and everything's free and clear till all of a sudden I hit a section of it I've used in a story. Go suddenly back, 1522 or something of the sort. I've used a little section of actuality in a story, you see, and I'll just hit them - crunch! And I went "What the heck is this?" see. Work at it for a moment, and then all of a sudden hear this hmmmmm, then whooh blow that out.

LRH: I built some of the big Roman roads.

Male voice: Typewriter in the sky.

PC: Mm-hm.

Yeah, typewriter in the sky. And I wrote a story once called Typewriter in the Sky. It talked about a guy who was living through somebody else's plot in the book, and this guy kept living through this other person's plot.

LRH: Boy, it shows up on this thing. Proud of them! And how do you get a road built? You've got your certificate of chief of engineers of the area of Gaul - very proud. This business is fun if nothing else.

Female voice: A continuum to yourself.

PC: That's honest at least. (laughing)

Yeah. Yeah, I was undoubtedly doing one.

LRH: Oh, very much so; it gets less and less serious to me. Boy!

Well, anyhow, as I'm busy writing this confounded thing, I get up an enormous number of locks all over the place on that confounded typewriter.

PC: One of your outstanding qualities - you can change.

Nobody's run me through Facsimile One; I've been about halfway through it. And, boy, it is really nailed down with that confounded typewriter.

LRH: Mm-hm. Yeah, you can get more serious or less. I'd rather get less.

I wrote the first book on Dianetics on that typewriter. And, boy, that first book - I've tried to blow it off every once in a while as postulates and locks, and it just never has blown; it just won't blow. I started into Facsimile One and, boy, it's like running a Mack truck into the side of a mountain. There's that book sitting there.

PC: Get the seriousness off, you come up to truth.

Male voice: Could you do it by reading the book, Ron?

LRH: All right. What are we dealing with here? I know we're dealing with one thing. What did you think of?

Hm?

PC: I just felt somatics in my ankles.

Male voice: Could you do it by reading the book?

LRH: Somatics in your ankles?

Pretty well.

PC: Yes.

& I guess that's why the book looped people, as much as anything else. It just - the book just dropped down on Facsimilie One and they'd spin.

LRH: Was it a past death?

Male voice: How about the captain's farewell in To the Stars? The farewell letter in To the Stars?

PC: Yes.

Yeah. Well, To the Stars is probably factual as far as life in that kind of an operation is concerned; it's probably very factual, but the stretch of time isn't. And I knew it at the time that it wasn't. I was under orders from the editor to write that.

LRH: Yeah.

Hm?

PC: Bands on my ankles, metal bands and chains.

Male ooice: The letters that came back on that about the-big dissertations on "time."

LRH: Probably.

Oh, yeah, I know. Boy, people really got upset about time factor because the time factor isn't straight; that isn't true.

PC: It's growing heavier.

I was running through one of these incidents and boy, if I had hit this stuff trying to run it a couple of years ago on myself, I would have thought, "Boy, this is really delusion; I'm really hallucinating now." But I start running through one of these incidents ... The hero in To the Stars is an engineer tenth class, which was their aristocratic and plebeian scale. It started up at first class, second class, went on up the line - tenth class, Tenth class wasn't very high.

LRH: Well, how about way back?

But I'm running through this incident like mad and I don't know where the heck I am, and all of a sudden I come up against - crash! And I start running one where I hang this jacket up on a peg. I'm just running a lock on this jacket - and there's a 10 on its collar! (laugh)

PC: Yes.

Yeah, you know, you think you've got problems. You think you've got problems in processing, but you haven't been commercializing and selling your engrams for years! (laughter)

LRH: How about way back? Not be so anxious to run these bands on the ankles.

There's only one that's got me worried: has anybody here ever read Fear?

PC: Well, they're stockings, now (pc and LRH laugh) It's a suit of armor.

Female voice: Oh yes, I'm on it now.

LRH: How about way back? How about before - before Earth? Is there a Before Earth with you?

Yeah! Well, that's got me worried! (laughter)

PC: Yes.

& Is that on? (refering to the recording machine)

LRH: Mm-hm. Yeah. And this Before Earth...

& (unitelligible answer in background)

PC: I feel as though I'm melting.

& Is it live? (tapping on the mike)

LRH: Is it pretty hot?

By the way, don't let me worry you too much with all of this space opera. Space opera has always been a hobby of mine. I would rather write space opera than anything else. For the good reason that when I first began to research in engineering, my first research was concentrated on reaction engines - reaction motors. And I designed a reaction motor in 1932 which is a controllable V-2, It's still on file; it's in an engineering journal.

PC: Yes. But I'm growing very long and very slender - angular type of creature.

It was tested. This motor was made out of plumber's pipe and cans of liquid fuel and so on. Very, very advanced sort of a reaction engine for this day, but that reaction engine is just a lousy makeshift compared to some of the reaction engines I've been running into in this stuff. I know my reaction motors, and it's no wonder.

LRH: Mm-hm.

But the point is, the point I'm trying to make is, don't worry about this space opera; if it isn't there, why, it isn't there for you, that's all. If you want to have lived on earth and your preclears want to live on earth, I wouldn't advise you (you're my friends, after all) - don't go start walking around and telling people about space opera because they're not going to believe you. And they're going to say, "Well, that's just Hubbard, and he's got a lot of space opera and you've got a lot of science fiction readers in your midst and these fellows just got super-restimulated, and all these stories are coming to life and all that sort of thing." This is the kind of a line that people can throw back at you.

PC: And ...

What you want to produce is a maximum effect, so you don't bother to explain to your preclear anything about it or anything of the sort. He'll run into the space opera just as you will.

LRH: Quite intelligent.

A guy calls me up from New York: "How do you run such-and-such and so-and-so?" I tell him how to run such-and-such and so-and-so. He calls me up two days later and he says, "Hey,'this isn't a real incident."

PC: I'm moving with great rapidity, even my physical body moves - oh, the speed is terrific.

"What's the matter with it?"

LRH: Were there any invaders at this time?

"Well, I don't know. I'm on this spaceship and I'm standing there at the porthole looking at a planet go by, and they've just given an electric shock to a fellow and I feel regret on it." And he says, "Space opera is all it is; it's just space stuff." He says, "I don't want to run that. I don't want to be that kind of a guy. I just want to be an auditor. I just want to make people well!" And he said, "Besides, I never read this stuff."

PC: Yes. This comes when you asked, "Any invaders at this time?" Yes, and from civilizations yet to be born. That doesn't make too much sense unless you're in the situation I'm in.

Male voice: Oh!

We're invaded back here with a civilization which is yet to come to be knnwn by masses of people. A circle, then, to be completed by the people by whom we were invaded.

Yeah.

LRH: Mm-hm, Well now, which set of - is this the first set of invaders?

That's interesting, isn't it!

PC: No.

It's also interesting the preponderance of people in this field who have been very interested in science fiction, and it's also interesting that the people that we start swamping up a little bit start coming up with much better electronics than ever before. And people are in this who are interested to a large degree in thought - metaphysics, mysticism and this sort of a line - who have been very interested in thought.

LRH: What is the number?

And these two fields are almost continual in their consistency of interest throughout this entire subject. Now, that should remark something to you because it was the basic conflict, from the data I have to hand - good or bad data.

PC: I say two

Here was an advanced people - advanced peoples - moving in on simple peoples, or advanced mechanical peoples moving in on advanced thought peoples. Civilizations would go out in this "Y": These people would concentrate on thought - "What could you do in the humanities?" Or they'd concentrate on MEST - "What could you do in the physical universe?" And you'd get this cross; sooner or later these things would come into conflict.

LRH: Two. Okay. Second set of invaders!

And what is our present drama and conflict in this world right now? The atom bomb, which is a high level on the MEST line, coming into conflict with the humanities. So anybody who has a thought background very thoroughly is quite concerned about the fact that we have no present modus operandi in the society of humanizing man swiftly, (Of course, we realize we don't have this!) And so the point is that here is this basic conflict demonstrating itself today - demonstrating itself very heavily today.

PC: I'm too hot to wear a jacket.

But don't become terribly uneasy about these incidents. But also, for God's sake, please don't dodge around Facsimile One as an auditor. Please don't! Because this is just cruelty. Actually now that you know about it, letting a preclear suffer through and agonize around through a birth or through an engram or a tonsillectomy or some automobile wreck, something like that - unless it's an assist - is about of the same order of tying a dog up and then beating him with a chain. Because it's just not sensible, that's all.

LRH: Want to take it off?

Whereas you can spend actually less time in running Facsimile One. And what you'd want to do is raise tone. You know, we've been trying and trying and trying and trying to raise people's tone. That's been the big thing: Get them up above this counter-effort band; get them up high on the Tone Scale. And, boy, they just go off of those psychometers; they just go off the top of the psychometers. We had to have them install another switch on this one.

PC: Yes.

And Mathison, since the Handbook (by the way) for Preclears has reached the coast out there, has redesigned his machine with a switch to throw it on the upper tone band. The machine would not match up. And now that we've found Facsimile One...

LRH: Go ahead, do so. We can turn this heat down just a little bit.

Male voice: Brother.

[At this point there is a gap in the original recording,]

Yeah. Because it's going to go off - the first machine, the switch - it's going to go off of that. People will go off the top of that - just the proportionate rise in tone - just what we've been trying to do. Now you can demonstrate that this happens.

LRH: Did this wipe out any memory of past lives? This wipe out any memory of past lives or anything like that?

By the way, how do you feel, Nan! How do you feel? (addressing the PC from the previous demo session)

PC: No. No.

Female voice: Rather nice.

LRH: No. Nope. Did this make you - did it wipe out any...

Well, did he run things right?

PC: I can't tell you what it did because I was told not to tell.

Female voice: Mm,hm.

LRH: Oh, that's correct. Yeah, absolutely correct. Tell me, are some of these - the ingredients of it "not to know"?

Is it all out? What did you strike - heavy effort?

PC: "Not to tell," "not to remember ... "

Female voice: Yes.

LRH: Mm-hm, ...

The heavy effort just started on. You know why? She got tired.

PC: "not to know" and "not to do this again except under specific directions, at which time without question it must be done instantly."

Male voice: That's right.

LRH: Mm-hm! Do you consider you have those specific directions now?

That's all right. We'll catch it and run the rest of the way out. Now, just checking on the number of hours it takes to run this: I can't make an estimate at this time how long you as an auditor are going to take to run this on a preclear - or you as a case, maybe, that's been stuck in it for a long time - how long it's going to take to free you out of it so that you can run it. The hours are quite finite. If they went up to fifty, I'd be disappointed in any one of you.

PC: (laughing) Oh-ho. I have them down pat. "Just don't " "To do is to die, and to leave undone is to die," so you're going to die.

But I just had a mention that every time one pc here started into Facsimile One, she wound up in birth. Yes. It's the basic on all births. So they start to run Facsimile One and then - bong! - into birth.

LRH: Uh-huh. How would you feel at an impact making your face stiff?

Now, it might be that she had a definite confusion in her mind as to the fact that really maybe she ought to be running birth. At that moment, somebody had better pick this up as a postulate, because it might be an auditing postulate. You might have made a decision about it.

PC: Well, when I first started this, I went into the feeling of a board.

Female voice: I nearer even thought of birth, but suddenly there were the efforts of birth.

LRH: Great.

Well, it's quite "birthful."

PC: Just stiff as a board. I felt ...

Female voice: What are the efforts and the ...

LRH: Mm-hm.

What are the efforts?

PC: that I was living in a civilization where everything was wooden.

Female voice: Could we run the physical efforts in this?

LRH: Mm-hm. Mm-hm. And what did it do to your eyes? Anything?

Well, you run whatever turns up; the physical efforts you'll have to run eventually.

PC: Well, my eyes have been in a scintillating dance for days. They've been horrible. And I have really perfectly beautiful vision, but everything goes black and white and black and gray, and moves in the horizontal plane.

Female voice: Is that a good thing to start with?

LRH: Did anything hit your stomach in this same sequence?

No.

PC: Oh, yes, I've been having - I hope - morning sickness which is - was tied up ...

Female voice: Start on the motion?

LRH: Oh, yeah.

Emotion.

PC: with this thing a squeamish stomach.

Female voice: Yeah.

LRH: A squeamish stomach. Mm-hm. What would happen if you got a summons to come?

Start on the emotion.

PC: Well, I would have to follow but not tell anyone why I received it.

Male voice: But if she's starting to boil off, it's all right to let her boil off?

LRH: Mm-hm. Good. Now, was there just one incident of impact, is one incident of being shot this way?

Oh, yeah. You're going to find a lot of boil-off on this. You may run it two or three times and then all of a sudden hit a pit of boil-off and then have six hours of boil-off - nothing but - or something like that may happen to her.

PC: Yes.

Male voice: You want us to concentrate on this one incident entirely as long as eve can run something on it, is that right?

LRH: Was it followed by other incidents of any kind? No. Now, was it a civil...

Well, right now, auditing procedure - because I want to see how well you get along with doing this as much as anything else - but my auditing procedure is to do nothing but what is absolutely necessary on the case to clip Facsimile One and roll it.

PC: (laughs) I can't tell you these things, don't you understand?

This means that you may have identical efforts stacked on it someplace; there might be a crunch on the bank one way or the other. There might be something else mixed up with it or impinged upon it so heavily that you have to run it. But you know how much you run it? You know how much you run it! You run it just enough to get to the earlier one, to get to the earlier one, to get to the earlier one, to get to Facsimile One.

LRH: Sure.

Male voice: Like repeater technique.

PC: I can't tell you these things; I can see them.

Yeah. By the way, this is an old technique with engrams. You get an engram - a chain of engrams, and you just run the engram once or twice so that you could get to the earlier time it happened, then run it once or twice, get the earlier time it happened, earlier time it happened, all of a sudden get basic on it, run basic out thoroughly and the rest of the incidents would blow.

LRH: That's why this meter's so handy.

Well, there's nothing like Facsimile One under Facsimile One. There's deaths and other things under it, but they didn't hurt us any. Facsimile One was the louse-up on the line.

PC: Yes, well, one impact, but it was divided off into a section, you see?

Male voice: Hm. What's the minimal tone range that you could run Facsimile One on a preclear?

LRH: How many sections?

I would not even make a guess. Because you may have this kind of a setup: you may have Facsimile One establishing the tone of the preclear, He may be in a section of Facsimile One. So to gauge it, you just find out what you can run with it. You just try and run it, try and run it.

PC: Oh, many sections.

Male voice: Regardless of tone, try?

LRH: Divided off into sections

Just try and run it, that's right. Don't get the guy locked up in it.

PC: ... There's a sporadic spilling of force.

Of course, you understand accessibility is a criterion there. You get a person who is almost psyche, who is - never really could - can't remember anything real or anything like that: if you start running anything like Facsimile One on them without bringing them up to a rational level, why, you'd get into trouble. Because you can get into trouble any time you run an effort on such a person. So you have to take locks off of it. But that's a very low-toned case.

LRH: How about you being divided off into sections with it?

Now, I don't know any big bars. I have only seen one case around the school, by the way, that struck me as a person that - and this gentleman's gone now and he was brought well up above that band before he left. You remember the boy.

PC: Well, I was about that, see? There were various forces for the limbs, and chest area was heavy and throat area was like something grasping, just throttling you, see?

So I don't think Tone Scale has too much to do as a criterion. We'll know more.

LRH: Did you ever see this as asthma?

Male voice: What's the degree of indoctrination necessary to give the preclear before he can run Facsimile One? Emotion, effort and thoughthow much does he have to know? How aware does he have to be of these phenomena going on in it?

PC: Well, it is a perfect description of asthma. (laughter) But it starts, you see, in one shot. I can show you. It starts...

Very good point. T was going to give a talk later...

LRH: Mm-hm.

Male voice: Okay.

PC: ... right here and then it splays out and then it sneaks up in your back, across your shoulders, and finally gets into your chest cauity, and then one of your poor auditors says, "Have you had an x-ray recently Of your chest?"

.. on indoctrination of the preclear, but I can answer it right now. There's nothing much to it. What you want to do is make him run a thought. Then make him run a lock. And then see if you can't find an emotion - any kind of an emotion, even if it's determination or something of the sort - anything that: is an emotional state.

LRH: (laughs) Your auditing lying on top of this ...

All right, that's an emotion. He's all of a sudden got subjective reality on this. Now Let's run him on an emotional curve of some sort so he sees that his emotions shift and he gets reality on that. And then make him pick up something that's heavy and then run the effort out - then make him pick up this something that's heavy and run the effort out. Then show him what his effort is in it and then what the counter-effort is in it.

PC: I'm so hot. Hm.

And if you wanted to do a solid job of indoctrination and training on your preclear, so absolutely nothing could go wrong or he wouldn't suddenly go astray, I would leave it at that. Then I would say, "All right, there's an incident .."

LRH: Is the auditing lying on top of this?

Really; one of the best ways to give him reality on it and keep him from going off the rails is throw him on a machine. You take and throw him on this machine and you say, "Now, did you ever get hit in the middle of the forehead with anything?" Gong!

PC: No - yes! Yes.

And he says, "Funny, I got a somatic."

LRH: That's all. . .

And you say, "Yes. Well, how long ago was this? Was this last year?"

PC: I'm so hot! (chuckles)

"No. "

LRH: Was it very hot the day it was done?

"Was it when you were four?" Little dab.

PC: Yes!

"Oh yeah, I remember that," he says, "I fell down when I was four."

LRH: And did it also seem to generate some heat?

"Are we referring to a much earlier incident?" Dive! "In what order of magnitude of years ago did this thing happen? Hundreds? Thousands?"

PC: Yes.

He's saying, "What you doing talking to me about thousands or hundreds of years ago? What are you talking about? You know very well I was born in 1918 and I'll never be born again and I'll go to hell when I die."

LRH: Were you unconscious for any long period of time?

And you say, "All right. Was it tens of thousands? Was it hundreds of thousands? Was it a million?"

PC: Yes.

"Yeah, I think it was a million. No, it was more than a million - what am I talking about!"

LRH: Numbers of hours?

The machine goes bizinnng! And he says, "A million years ago. Shot in the middle of the forehead a million ... What is this machine?"

PC: Ten.

"Well, it's a lie detector. It's what the police use to know whether or not you're telling lies - if it doesn't act, why, it isn't true. But if you get a dive like that, that says that's true. I've got the goods on you. It's like if I ask you if you ever robbed a store or stole anything when you were a little kid." The machine goes bong! You say, "Did you ever steal anything when you were a little kid?" Bong! You say, "What did you steal?"

LRH: Ten hours. Mm-hm. Okay. What would happen if you ran this?

"I never stole anything. I don't ever remember stealing anything!" Bong!

PC: Why, I got a great, bright light when you said that. I feel as though I would break a prison bar.

Well, you just say, "Well, the machine seems to know more than you do about it,"

LRH: Mm-hm. Good enough. We got all we know. Become aware of your surroundings. Okay.

Female voice: Oh, good!

Just for interest, Doctor, how about you taking hold of her cans for a couple of minutes?

Say, "All right, now you take this time you were shot in the middle of the forehead a million years ago." Bong!

Male voice: Uh-huh.

"O-oh-oh-oh-oh-ho -ho-ho, I was, wasn't I? When did this happen? You know, a funny thing, I'm getting sick at my stomach. I'm getting nervous about this whole thing."

LRH: Why don't you take them?

"All right. Well, just lie down there and start in at the beginning and run right through to the end."

Male voice: Okay.

Now, you've told him what thought, effort and emotion were. He knows more or less what he's doing with regard to this. But you don't tell him what to run in it. You just tell him to go from the first moment of it to the last moment of it straight through, and he'll pick up what he can get out of it. Usually, what he gets first is some emotion, some sensation, maybe a little perception. Don't press him, because sooner or later he'll run enough emotion out to start getting the effort. And boy, the effort in this thing is a lulu. And you want to get the emotion off if you can before you get to that effort so his tone is up high enough to handle that effort. That would be the main danger: that his tone was low and you chomped him into the effort.

LRH: It turned out exactly. I never saw the like of it - it's just bang-bang, bang-bang. Just perfect. I think I'll run this on you, Nan.

Because the effort is heavy. It's like a very heavy vibration - very heavy. So that your face - your face, for instance, feels like a board; it feels stiff. And you say, "I'm sure there's a mask or something over my face." Oh, no, there was nothing touching his face; that was the hooker, you see? There was nothing touching his face.

PC (female voice, 1st pc above): Good, I wish you would, because I damn near died in this incident.

What there was, however, was a bzzzzzzzz in impacts - impacts. And these impacts were arriving so swiftly that they made a solid wall, and of course this made the fellow's face feel so awfully stiff. Now, sometimes it hit the mouth, sometimes it hit the lips, throat. And he'll get a tingle; that's his first inkling of it. That tingle's nothing. Before you get through, his lips are going to be just about that stiff, see? He's going to say, "I wonder how I can get out of this?" Or his forehead is going to be stiff or his eyes will just be staring like "I can't see. What's wrong with my eyes?"

LRH: Sure.

Now, he must know enough about the arrival of counter-effort and he must know that it is a vibration in order to appreciate how to get rid of it. And you have to ruI1 his effort not to have that as he goes through it, so it starts shaking, because he was holding his face very stiff, see? And he can feel, then, the vibration of it. And then he runs the vibration against himself. And running this vibration against himself will kick it out as he goes through the thing.

Female voice: I mean it! I don't exaggerate!

Now, nobody died in the incident that I've found so far, (It'd sound ridiculous a few years ago to have said this, but I haven't found anybody that died in the incident). At first they're afraid they will and then they hope they do and then they don't care. Because it's all over the tone band.

LRH: Well, let's...

The point about it is, is you've just got to run this thing until you get all the effort out of it. Now, the effort will exhaust out of it, but the effort sometimes will hang the person up. Well, if he's got any sensation of motion around him, if you can get any inkling of something else moving in his environment, the effort will start running because he gets this moving and that makes the effort move, and so it will reduce.

Female voice: We were down in Key West. You know that he had to give up his office practice, take me to Key West, and I got so sick in the street we had to come home again!

We have the tools necessary to reduce this thing. But for instance, there's this sensation of from this side to this side, from this side to this side; he'll get this change. When he goes through it first, he'll just feel this side turning on, and this side turning on; this side turning on, and this side turning on. What he'll find out eventually is that there's possibly a squeak in there of an unoiled wheel or something of the sort because what they've got is a machine and it moves. And if he can get the sensation of that machine flicking from side to side, why, he'll run the effort. Because you get one thing moving in the incident and everything else in the incident has to move. Do you get the idea?

LRH: You're not telling me nothing. Not telling me nothing.

In addition to that, I don't know that all these machines were alike. If I run a few more preclears ...

Female voice: You haven't seen me sick? Honest! Am I like this...

One of the things that was - made the telephone so unsalable, as I was discussing earlier with someone here, was the fact that it had a crank mechanism on the side of it and it went whirr-whirr as you cranked it - because that's the sound of the generator on this thing. And you crank it. And you can sometimes see somebody's knuckles or somebody's hand motion. And if you can just get that concept of that hand cranking, you can get the thing to moving and the effort will start to run out. And sometimes it was double crank like these - remember the "Mae Wests"?

LRH: Little kids' measles . ..

(R&D volume note - Mae West: reference to a type of hand-cranked portable radio transmitter (also known as a Gibson Girl) included in aircraft life rafts during World War II. When cranked, the transmirrer would automatically send out an SOS signal. The name came from the radio's hourglass shape, reminiscent of the figure of American entertainer Mae West (1893-1980) or those of the "Gibson Girls" - young women drawn by American illustrator Charles Dana Gibson (1867-1944) in the late 1890s.)

Female voice: Am I like this.

Male voice: Mm-hm.

LRH: ... and all sorts of things are on this darn thing.

Well, it was some kind of a generator - manually operated generator. A very backward society - almost as bad as this one. Very, very interesting.

Female voice: Am I like this one minute and nearly dead the next? With Hal so frightened he doesn't dare work with me.

You know, with all the sleuthing with a guy who was supposed to be able to imagine things, to take as many years to find this and the techniques to run it that I've been utilizing in it, would demonstrate something as thoroughly loopy as this, because the thing just plain wasn't reasonable. It just isn't reasonable that there could be this much effort that could hit a human being and he could liue. And, of course, it'd have to be a very odd kind of effort. Well, it was! Supersonic effort. It's the black band of the supersonic scale. And that will cook meat!

LRH: Yes or no? Traffic? (snap)

Now, that's very loopy. A hand-crank mechanism has only been known in this society for the last seventy-five years, and this incident happened a million or a million and a quarter years ago, And so all of its computations - it wasn't anything that you would ever dream up to look for. Particularly since it says you're not supposed to, throughout. You're not supposed to dream this up.

Female voice: Yes. Hummm Hummm!

So what we've got here is a map on this thing, and having this map, you can run it. But it will assault your credulity like mad for two reasons: (1) my telling you about it is going to restimulate it to some degree, and (2) it says inside it that you're not supposed to have any truck with it, think with it, run it through, pay any attention to it - that it's just you, and it's part of you, and it's very helpful to you, and it's God, after all, and this is your soul, and all it does is louse you up and divide you into parts and do a lot of things, but you have to have it. And half the time, or more than half the time, people went into it in the full belief that it was going to be good for them and make them godly. Yeah, they sold a bill of goods with it. Dirty trick,

LRH: That's right.

Male voice: There we have God before the machine.

Female uoice: Hydra-Matic.

Yes sir. We had God before the machine.

(R&D volume note - Hydra-Matic: the trade name of a type of automatic transmission that came into use for cars in the early 1950s; it employed a hydraulic system to automatically change gears while driving.)

Now therefore, why I'm talking to you about this incident and trying to give you as much as I can in briefing about it, and give you as much as I can in its shape and size and general characteristics of the fact, is I know doggone good and well a lot of you are sitting there and not believing it. Because it's tailor-made to be that way.

LRH: Sure.

But let's reach it from this standpoint - let's reach it from this standpoint: If you've ever audited anyone through engrams that you know full well had the capabilities of destroying a lifetime and found them to be no better afterwards; if you have ever pounded your head against a case hour after hour; if you've ever watched anybody get more and more confused the more times you ran them early; if you've ever run people through past deaths and through the strangest computations imaginable without them getting much better - you can realize, seeing at the same time that individuals run through these very drastic incidents, did get a little bit better, you were producing results, the phenomena was there, the capabilities were felt and inherent in all the people that you were running. And you, therefore, should be able to recognize that it would be something pretty darn weird to throw us, as a people.

Female voice: ... more than anything else.

We're basically a very very strong people. Now, how did it ever come about that we went this far off the rails? Because believe me, we're off the rails: blowing up nations, nationalisms, insane asylums and everything else.

LRH: Mm-hm. Sure. That's it,

Now, two things can be done with this incident: One, you can unburden it - you can take efforts off of it and get a preclear away from it; you can run the handbook on him or run Self Analysis on him, and he has a tendency to come up and get out of it, and so he's better. Or you can audit efforts at random and occasionally accidentally get him into it and make him worse. And it is a sort of a grand tug of war - it has been - between the auditor, his efforts, his self-determinism, his valiance in trying to resolve cases, as to how much tag he could play with this incident and still make his preclear better. And the choice between that and simply bucking in and running a relatively easy-to-run incident shouldn't be any choice. It should be very obvious that the very least that you can do about this incident is to buck the preclear into the beginning of it and then just run it for all it's worth, straight through, and see what happens for yourself. Then get yourself run through the incident.

Female voice: Yes. Electric eggbeater is another one. Anything like that.

Because now, if we do that, we don't have to ask anybody to believe it. They can look at you and your energy and your smiling face and they'll know you've been through something, and you'll know it too. At the same time, they'll know how much better it was, so it must have been awful tough.

LRH: Well, look here. Look at this one. How do you like this? High-toned character.

Okay?

Female voice: You bet he is - the best.

LRH: What do you know?

Female voice: Have you heard that I've decided to keep my aberrations and my husband, rather than to give my husband up!

LRH: Oh-ho! (laughter)

IRon begins auditing second pc (husband).]

LRH: How do you feel today?

PC (male voice): Oh, I feel good today. Had a little headache this morning. Keyed in ...

LRH: When ?

PC: ... while you were talking last night.

LRH: Last night?

PC: Mm.

LRH: Where was the headache?

PC: Oh, it was about the center of the head ...

LRH: Find the spot back there in the middle of the head!

PC: Well, there and radiating; sort of center ahead and toward the front and between the eyes.

LRH: Now, in terms of order of magnitude, how long ago would you say this headache might have been - occurred the first time?

PC: In this life, you mean?

LRH: No, in order of magnitude: Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years? Hundreds of thousands of years? A million years? Million years?

PC: Well, it comes to-nearer towards a million, I think.

LRH: Million? Nearly a million?

PC: I think a little over.

LRH: More than a million?

PC: Yes.

LRH: Yes, more than a million. Let's say a million, a hundred thousand - something like that - or million, a quarter of a million?

PC: Million, two hundred thousand.

LRH: Million, two hundred thousand.

PC: Yeah.

LRH: All right. Were you in rebellion before this happened?

PC: Yes.

LRH: Did this make a citizen2 out of you?

PC: No.

LRH: No. But did anybody hope it would?

PC: No. I just answer, I don't know what I'm - what I'm ...

LRH: Yeah. You're just answering, that's all right.

Female voice: You're just answering is right! Just keep answering.

LRH: Yeah. Now, would you feel, offhand, that there would be any chest and throat condition might go along with this forehead somatic?

PC: Well, I just got a little - some funny feeling in my throat - deep in my throat.

LRH: So you get a little tone rise on it, don't you? The idea that it might really get better. You been looking for this for a long time?

PC: Well, I'ue had a - an allergy in the right side of my larynx for quite some time.

LRH: Is this from the same incident?

PC: No.

LRH: Later incident lock is what we got. But it's - is it sitting on this first incident?

PC: No.

LRH: No! Would this throat somatic have to be run before we could run the first incident?

PC: Yes.

LRH: Could we run the first incident, just start right in with that?

PC: I hope so.

LRH: How would you like to be relieved of this?

PC: Oh, I'd like to be relieved of it. It's not the primary thing that bothers me. It's just something there, that's all.

LRH: Very interesting set of needle jumps there. This first incident, are you supposed to hold on to it?

PC: No.

LRH: Not from your own choice.

PC: No.

LRH: Would somebody like you to hold on to it?

PC: Yes.

LRH: Does this say you're not supposed to know?

PC: No.

LRH: Mm-hm. All right. Did this, by the way, subdivide your personality in any way - this incident we're talking about way back, you're in?

PC: Yes.

LRH: Traffic noise bother you?

PC: I don't like any kind of noise.

LRH: Did you start into this - I'm talking now about an incident. Would you say you started into this in the feeling that nobody was going to make you knuckle under?

PC: (pause) Way back there, you mean?

LRH: Mm-hm, way back there - that's right. That's a hot response. What are you thinking of?

PC: I didn't want to be knuckled under.

LRH: Yeah. Did you afterwards?

PC: I had to submit.

LRH: Uh-huh.

PC: I kept doing it in this life, too.

LRH: Okay. Boy, look at that needle jump. Oh. That's a feeling you don't like.

PC: I know

Female voice: (laughs) Oh, that rips our house apart every day.

LRH: Oh, that made it drop. Would that have its source way back in this earliest incident?

PC: It certainly could.

LRH: Mm-hm. Bong! What did you think of? Anything else?

Female voice: Yes. Was your father in this incident?

PC: No. No. Only in a late life.

LRH: Oh, you got a late-life incident sitting on it! How about handling diathermy?

PC: I'm always afraid of electric currents.

LRH: Mm-hm. Things that hum! How about jungle drums?

PC: They fascinate me.

LRH: Mm-hm.

Female voice: He was born in Burma.

LRH: Sure.

Female voice. Loves it.

LRH: Uh-huh.

PC: I'm always fascinated with voodooism.

LRH: Mm-hm. But if you didn't have this forehead somatic, and so forth, could you do it very well - this voodoo stuff?

PC: I think so.

LRH: Would it be very easy for you to?

PC: Well, if I didn't have all these blocks in my way it would be easy to do it.

LRH: Mm-hm. With them licked could you do it very easily and very well?

PC: I think so.

LRH: Mm-hm. Did you know how once?

PC: No.

LRH: "No." Are you supposed to say no?

PC: I don't know

Female voice: Are you supposed not to tell?

PC: Yes.

LRH: But not very heavily.

PC: Seems that I must have known because it's fascinated me so long.

LRH: Uh-huh, good. Okay. That's everything we want to know.

PC: Gee, these things tingle like the devil.

Female voice: Did you get hot?

LRH: And you're very sensitive to current, because there's practically no current running through those things.

PC: I may have this.

LRH: You know you take an electric battery and touch a terminal with your tongue, that tiny, tiny tingle you have?

PC: Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

LRH: Well, that's about as much current as it's putting out.

PC: Mm-hm. Mm-hm. In my fingers I can feel there's a pulse in ealery-every finger.

Female voice: Well, his fingers are very-that's the way he does his surgery .

LRH: Sure.

Female voice: ... he has such a wonderful sense of touch. He picks peanuts out of people's lungs just by feeling where it is, there.

LRH: Uh-huh.

Female voice:... where it's stuck.

LRH: Okay, put them down. (laughs) Can you stretch?

PC: (laughs) I answered a lot of things that I didn't know I-I didn't try to figure them out. I haven't had, you know much auditing. I - it was a year or so ago when I had a little of it, but I haven't done any since.

And you did about a dial on that - that drop on that restraint.

PC: Mm-hm.

LRH: "Having to submit. Well, that's the ...

Female voice: Problem - that's it!

LRH: Mm.

PC: That's been the most galling thing in my life, I think.

LRH: [to first pc] Well, let's - you take a run at it.

[At this point there is a gap in the original recording. The preclear being audited when the recording resumes is the wife.]

LRH: Feel that bap, middle forehead.

PC (female voice - the 1st PC again): Oh, God.

LRH: Pick it up again - bap!

PC: I have a feeling that I try to push it off.

LRH: That's right. Let's get that - your effort to throw it off. Bap.

PC: Yes.

LRH: Get it again. Bap!

PC: I'm getting under heavier pressure.

LRH: All right, let's get it hitting good and hard.

PC: I have a feeling that I'21 stop breathing if I do.

LRH: Go ahead. I'11 start you breathing again and you have a good doctohere, too. Bap!

PC: (laughs) I sneak up on it!

LRH: Good.

PC: Ou.

LRH: Right in the middle of the forehead. Bow!

PC: Yes, I feel it. I'm coming closer to it.

LRH: Bow! (pause) All right. Scan your emotion just before and right to it - bow!

PC: It just ends in death.

LRH: Hm!

PC: Any time I come near it, I have the feeling it will end in death.

LRH: Mm-hm, All right, let's scan that feeling, straight up to the moment it hits.

PC: Okay.

LRH: Let's scan that feeling right straight up to the moment it hits, and feel it hit. (pause) Got it!

PC: Mm-hm.

LRH: All right. Let's scan the - scan your emotion.

PC: I'm getting a terrific pain in my head.

LRH: In your head?

PC: Uh-huh.

LRH: All right. Scan the emotion up to the moment it hits.

PC: My ears feel as though they're being pushed in.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Oooh. Ohh.

LRH: Are you kneeling or standing or how, the moment it hits?

PC: Flat, flat down on my back.

LRH: Okay. Well, scan that feeling up to the moment it hits again.

PC: (coughing) (long delay)

LRH: Oh! There's no asthma in that! (laughs)

PC: No!

LRH: Oh, no!

Let's scan that right up to the moment it hits again.

PC: Ohhh. (heavy coughing) (long delay)

LRH: All right. Get your emotion - emotional curve - just before and right into it.

PC: Oh. Oh. (choking coughs) Ohhhh. Oh. Ohh. (coughing) Ohhh.

LRH: Let's not bother to cough about it. Let's just scan ahead and do it.

PC: Oh! I'm getting awful hot.

LRH: I imagine so.

PC: Mm. (sigh)

LRH: All right. Get the emotional curve right at the moment... What kind of an impact is it when it hit you?

PC: (yawns) Oh, it is like something that comes in a cone effect. And it goes errrrh! and ... (moaning tone of voice)

LRH: That's right.

PC: ... but the point hits you first.

LRH: Uh-huh.

PC: But I've got it working down here now. (coughs)

LRH: All right. Yes or no: We scan through to the second one! (snap) Oh, let's scan through the second one. Get the cone hitting on the second one.

PC: (pause) (choking coughs)

LRH: Scan through the beginning on the second one no~

PC: Ohhh. Ah... ah... ah... ah... Mm. I won't be able to breathe if I do.

LRH: Go ahead.

PC: Oh, no! (gasps) Oh! Oh, no (coughs) (moaning)

LRH: Get the first and second one.

PC: Oh. (moaning) (long time)

LRH: Bop-bop!

PC: (yawns) Oh. Oh, oh. (coughs) Oh. Oh! Oh.

LRH: Is that second one a sharp point or is it more a spread area?

PC: Pressure.

LRH: Well, let's get that. Now, let's scan the emotion just before you get the one in the forehead - the emotion straight on through to the one in the chest.

PC: (yawn) Oh, God! This is where I'd like to kill everyone. I wouldn't spare anyone! Oh, no! Oh, God! This is where you're the devil himself! Oh! (gasps) Oh-uh. Oh-uh. Well, maybe I'd save one or two (laughing)

LRH: Tone comes up one or two.

PC: Oh, I certainly wouldn't save you. Oh, not for this. I'd save someone that didn't know anything about anything that you know anything about. Ah, ah, I don't know though - I might - I might let you live. If you let me live, I'l1 let you live. (laughing)

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Yes, I think I will. Mm. Why, sure. Okay.

LRH: Did you get that second pressure?

PC: Yeah .

LRH: All right. Let's scan the emotion from just before, right straight on through as far as you can go in the incident, now, on a fast emotional-curve scan.

PC: Oh, God, no. There's one point you go up - you go around, you don't go through.

LRH: Mm-hm, that's right.

PC: Uh. (groans) Oh. Ohh. Oh. Why does this come up? This is supposed to be buried. You're never supposed to have it come up. (coughing)

LRH: That's right.

PC: If you tell it, you get buried! (laughs) Uh. (coughs) Mm. Oh, I'm too hot. (yawns) Oh, God, I just feel that if I could see the ocean once more, I'd walk into it, and never come back. I'd get cool in the sea, never again come back-down deep in the ocean. And I'd like to see it move over everyone; drown everyone - slowly! Slowly. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Ugh. I...(coughs) (pause) If you go through it, you die. Uh, only one tenth you never never can experience and live.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Slowly you'll die. (long time) (moaning)

LRH: Have you picked up a third strike of it?

PC: Please. (coughing) Nothing. Oh. Oh, no! Oh-hm. Oh. (yawns) Oh. Eeh. Oh, oh. (yawning) Ah. I picked it up in my shoulders, a force that strikes at right angles and pins me down.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Ah...(yawns) Oh. (long time)

LRH: These guys were awful ruthless.

PC: Oh. (yawns) Oh. Oh. Oh boy. (coughing)

LRH: Still going through it? Get it all.

PC: Oh! Go on. Gee. (sighs)

[At this point there is a gap in the original recording.]

PC: (yawns) I'm tired. Oh, God, I'm tired. Oh. Oh, I'm so tired. Oh, I'11 - I'11 never neaver get over being tired, just tired. Oh, oh. The sides of my head. Oh. (very slowly)

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Oh. Both sides. (groans) (coughs deeply) Well, you can't live through this. It's impossible, so don't even try. And something else tells me to do it. "Don't-do Don't-do!" Oh! Oh, oh, oh. (yawns) And this is "don't" always, and this is "do." And one is just as strong as the other - so strong. (slowly) (long time) (moaning)

LRH: Alternate impacts?

PC: Didn't hear you!

LRH: Alternate impacts?

PC: Yeah.

LRH: Yeah.

PC: (yawns) Yeah. It's "Don't-do" and "Make up your mind." "Don't-do" and "Make up your mind." "Don't-do," and "Make up your mind." (coughing) Oh! Oh! Beat out your brains and tell you to "make up your mind." (yawns) I used to love to yawn when I had asthma and my aunt would say, "You're getting better." (laughs) Then she'd tell me "Yawn. Now you're getting better." I don't feel it right now It's getting worse. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, God, I'm getting so I can't see; I don't even want to. Uh-mm. (very slowly)

LRH: Steady on there.

PC: (groaning) Oh, I'm afraid of it. I don't think ... Oh, no. I don't feel - I feel just the way I did the other day, and I thought I was dying.

LRH: Scan on through it; scan the emotional curve on it.

PC: Oh, God! I at least had some adrenalin the other day. (coughing) Oh, help, my wind is getting shorter, so short I can't even cough. (groans) Oh, I hate everyone. I'm not going to lie anymore. I'm never going to love anyone again. I'm going to hate and kill! And I'm going to destroy everything that anyone ever had anything to do with. They destroyed me. Only stupid people will we let live because they'll never think. Never Only people that think can hurt me. (gasps) Oh. I'11 knock the wind out of everyone, including you. Everyone! Oh.

LRH: Scan right on through to the end of it.

PC: My arms! They wouldn't let the pain down; pinning my arms when I would cough.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Oh! Bla-ah. Then my fingertips, my hands are getting crippled. (yawns) (coughs) If you live through it, you'll never defy your superiors again, and you'll be a willing inferior. Yep I'd rather be dead! (laughing) I would. (yawns) Twelve men - and they're not the Apostles - are back of this thing and every section - they've got us all sectioned off, and twelve minds work as one, always twelve. (groans) (starting to sound a bit better)

LRH: [to husband] She works like a dream - getting through it now.

PC: It's the funniest thing: there's a feeling that fire is now turning into such a liquid form it's like water but it's still fire and it spits Psssssse wssssssee wsssee.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: The way it happens, every nerve fiber in my body is burning! And ... Oh, ho (yawns) Arthritis, they calls it. (laughing) (coughing) (talking a bit faster now)

PC: Oh, God, I'm hot. Oh. Oh, I'm seeing the funniest thing. It's like a silver bullet with all colors around it going psssseeeew - like that. Pssssesssseww. Oh. (yawns) And it's striking my eyes. (yawning) And it's as if teardrops are permanently in motion in front of my eyes, and all the colors of the spectrum are whirling and then they go black...

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: ... and then color again, goes black.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: (yawns) And some doctors tell you, you have liver trouble. (laughs) Liver trouble all right! Black-livered people ... (yawns) tell me that I should relax ...

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: ... just permanently relax. Uh-it's an energy that distorts any element of concentration you might have, just willy-nilly. Ah!

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: No power of coordination (sighs) Everything slows down - s-l-o-w-s down. Oh, so slow. Oh. Become thick-mouthed and sss-slow speech, ss-slow reactions, and heavy step. Everything is so awkward. (sighs) (talking very slowly again) I hate myself this way. Miss my sense of coordination, and now my memory is going. (sighs) I mustn't remember. The easiest way not to tell is not to remember. And I must spend time and effort trying to remember. Always trying to do something I can't do so that. I'll always end being split and desiring one thing never able to attain it. (choking coughs) Oh, it was just freaky. I feel as though (breathing heavily) I am being put in a tank of water trying to breathe under water. (yawns) And I don't know how you say this but it's as if I have just glimpsed the intent, that awful intent, that I am never supposed to tell. I feel as though it's waking up in the back of my head (coughing) and it is just coming up, if I can only get to it. God, what will happen to me - in me?

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Uh! (yawns) (pause) Something happened to the sternum bone.

LRH: Uh-huh.

PC: ... right in here ...

LRH: Right.

PC: (gasping) ... so that I was thrown back to a stage of evolution where I could breathe under water but not in air. (coughs) Oh, I'm hot; I'm so hot. (yawns) Oh! Oh, oh, oh. Every time you get hot you remember it in part, but just a little part; never enough so it makes sense. Just enough to sear over the thing.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: ... make you irritated.

LRH: Mm-hm.

PC: Mm. (sighs) Oh, so I go in places and say, "Open the window. Please! Open the window. Open the door!" And my auditor's been trying to run that out of birth! (laughing) Because my mother did say, "Open the window and shut the door " Uh...(yawns) (talking at a more normal speed)

LRH: Scan right on through.

PC: Birth is sitting right on top of it and ... Oh-he.

LRH: The basic of birth.

PC: Dirty trick!

LRH: Sure.

PC: Ah, what a dirty trick, eh! Water all right: breathing under water - the sac. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. (yawns) It's a good way to start a child hating his mother. Ties every birth since ... (coughs) Hm. "Run out birth," they say. This is the only thing you have to run out anyway. (coughs)

LRH: Are they blowing as locks?

PC: (choking coughs)

LRH: Scan on through.

PC: I'm dying. Oh. Oh-oh. Oh. How many times?

LRH: Go ahead.

PC: Every time you get born you have to die. It's got every birth (cough) and every death sitting on it! Asthma is death. Birth, death. Birth! Death! Birth! Death! Birth! Up-up-up - this hurts! Oh-he! Oh-he! Oh-he! Oh-he! Oh, no! Oh! (coughing)

LRH: Scan on through.

PC: (choking coughs) They won't even let you get married before you start over again. Oh, (sobs) I feel as though all the lost locks of death and birth, if not pregnancy, is getting a hold of ... Getting friendly with myself. (laughs) Getting my old fight back again. God help them! (laughs) Uh! (yawns) Oh, I'm ... (yawns) Oh, I just ran to - in this country, out of that one, into, out of. (yawns) Oh, boy. (yawns) Just froze to death, now I'm being roasted. (yawns)

LRH: Still got the basic incident?

PC: Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

LRH: Okay.

PC: Oh, basic incident simply gives you a Preview ...

LRH: Yeah?

PC: ... as much - a naturalization ...

LRH: Uh-huh.

PC: ... if you're fool enough to go into it.

LRH: That's right.

PC: And now on to that one!

LRH: Yep.

PC: And on to that one!

LRH: Yep.

PC: It's... It's something like a whirling preview: You get born and die before you get born and die. (laugh) (sounding a bit better)

LRH: That's right.

(According to the R&D, "Recording ends abruptly" at this point, however the reel continues on but is extremely faint and faded, they may simply have given up on transcribing it. We were able to make out the following, but you can only hear her when she speaks loudly and you can hear Ron saying something but usually it is unintelligible)

PC: I got a (?) about how you may be and then you wouldn't be and then you (?). Oh. Oh.

PC: There's a (?) now, works for (?) ..., Oh. Oh.

PC: ... I'm going to be unconscious ... Oh. Oh. (coughing)

PC: And then I see ...

PC: Don't Tell. Don't Tell.

Ron: Carry on.