This post is a follow-up to “From inside Geir’s head while on OT 7“
Disclaimer: The following is an excerpt from my thinking while doing OT 7 – the second highest level of spiritual counseling in Scientology. This was sometime during 2003. Parts of it differs from my current thinking. This is simply an attempt to give an insight into the mind of one person doing the biggest level of spiritual enhancement within Scientology – a level that took me 3,5 years with an average of 4 auditing sessions per day.
That must be the third guy just this morning… Yes, yes, we all know the drill. Carefully close the door behind me, not rushing it, be proper, take care of the security. OK, I was less than 2 meters inside the door when it closed behind me. Is the guy OK with that? He smiles. Not noting anything on his clipboard. Phew. No visit to the Ethics Officer this morning. But, three guys just this morning checking the security gate into the Solo NOTs area? Three students having had their run-in with ethics and making amends by standing inside the gate checking if any of the other students are security-sloppy – just this morning?
Ah… but uf curz! It’s Thursday morning! That explains it – it’s the Thursday 2pm completion race. Ha! Flag is really pumping for production this week.
I’m glad I never had to do any amends like that – checking people passing the gate, checking if all student briefcases inside the gate has both combination locks secured, checking for any other out security like pieces of paper with hints of confidential material lying around. I only had one mishap, and that was on Solo 2, where I left the room for just one second with a piece of paper left on the desk. But that piece of paper didn’t really have any confidential material on it. But hey, I’m still OK with being slapped with a Condition of Danger for that – after all, Solo 2 was all about training a Solo auditor to take the big step onto the OT levels. So, training for the needed high security was quite OK.
Alright, waiting. Waiting, waiting, waaaaiting… Where’s the Supervisor? Ah, there she comes. Hey guys, let Linda through. Looking stern as usual. I’m glad I know to shut my mouth, be nice and follow suit. Into the course room we go. Yep, past the second security door. Into the atmosphere… calm, almost serene. Really nice course room. And there’s Håkan, the friendliest course Sup. Yeah, I’ll stand over there while he does the Roll Call.
Snap and pop. Roll Call done, time to get the packs out. Cuing. And hurry now, the pack is unmounted and I only have a minute or so to plug the cord from the pack into a socket in one of the tables before the alarm goes off. And that would be a ton of shit hitting every fan in the house.
What if had taken my cell phone into the course room and taken photos of the confidential material. Hush! Get that thought out right away. But what IF? What if the church went crashing and no one could get hold of the material to audit themselves? A sort of rescue mission for spiritual freedom. Heck, what am I thinking? Any more nonsense like this and it will show up on the e-meter. On the Security Check every six months, they even ask about my intentions regarding keeping the confidentiality of the materials, and having out-security thoughts like this is smelling of danger – of long visits to the Ethics Officer, Court of Ethics, Committee of Evidence and whatnot. Maybe even getting barred from completing the OT levels. Forever. That would be worse than someone pulling the trigger with the barrel squarely aimed at my head. At least then I would come back and carry on with a new body. Being barred from doing the OT levels would mean no possible spiritual progress – a farewell to spiritual freedom. It would be the perpetual prison forever. Shrug! No, gotta stay in line here. Stay focused. Stay the course.
My stints as an OSA operative did show me that there is plenty of material on the Net. But it’s thwarted, altered, some are mush-mashed into weird shit. And nowhere did I see the holy grail of Solo NOTs – the correction list. And without that, I would have been left in the ditch during my first six months of solo auditing the level. And without the whole setup at Flag, with its course room, the Golden Age of Tech drills, the cramming officers, Qualifications division… and the e-meter refurbishing… what would we do. No, I simply have to support the church, even with all the craziness going on. It’s the only way.