"Myles" was a phoney. They're easy to spot when you know the formula. They show up here and everywhere else there are unflattering things said about Landmark. They are singularly lacking in imagination and tend to repeat the same retread script over and over (as have you).
You will notice this about them... particularly if you have been aware of them over a long stretch of time and have been able to watch their game plan in action... the deep down nitty gritty of it is that [b:fb9ecbc63d] they have nothing to say above and beyond reciting their shopworn formulae [/b:fb9ecbc63d] ... have you perhaps observed that every time an Erhardian defender/apologist/plant comes over here to take a potshot at the infidels he/she/they/it lasts about 3 poists maximum before their meager intellectual resources are exhausted ? They best they can do is hunker down into gnomic little thought fartings before they vanish into the night... and they call themselves an [b:fb9ecbc63d] "educational corporation" ??? [/b:fb9ecbc63d] .... if that quality of thought passes for education it makes the diploma by mail business look downright respectable. What , in the name of holy brainrot, is this glorious education all about ? They, or they who trundle over here, cannot even mount a coherent explanation of how they came to have their philosophies and beliefs, what it is they actually believe, what their worldviews are ? Oh, yes, and by the by, one would be simply obtuse to imagine that the senior levels of Landmark Education are not very aware of every word that passes on this board, and moreso, are not very aware of the implications of everything that is said here... and yet they are cagey about it, playing deaf and dumb, this after Art Screiber insisted that they had gone to the expense and effort of performing a textual analysis of the postings here... I mean, think about that, Artso was so concerned about what people were saying about his beautiful Landmark that they had a computer programmer attempt a structural analysis, and surely that cost them some coin, coin that Harry Erhard had to have approved, and... they were willing to engage in some serious litigation, take it to the mat, take a stand, walk the walk, all that hairy chested kick ass posturing, until, well, things just weren't, you know, astrologically aligned for the proper listening of the declaration of the listening, things weren't perfect the way they were, the negative energies were delistening the ontology of the declaration, um... being and time, you know, stuff, strange energy... and yet, for all this huffin' and puffin' and blowing yer little house down swagger and trainerly braggodocio (feed that line through your jive ass text analysis program why dontcha Artso) ... [b:fb9ecbc63d] they can't actually discuss their stuff or explain themselves or make any sort of clear headed account of what they are doing in an non-hermetically sealed training room environment type environment where real folks as 'em tough questions and don't settle for the easy peasy lemon squeezy put down shut down you be a sad clown, what they used to call in my day the Joe Fuck The Rag Man posture, now how ironic that they should inherit the mantle of Joe Fuck The Rag Man ... [/b:fb9ecbc63d] I mean.... who was this character, Werner's split off alter ego that he had made this huge metaphysical swamp out of to defend himself against, and gathered around him this lost confused souls who hungered for Uber-Daddy who was then conveniently forgotton or rationalized into the ether.... ??? Oh, butthey are so guarded, so cagey, so tight lipped, so full of coping mechanisms to dissappear the bad bogey man energies of critical thought , of non lovingness negatronic vibrations for Uber-Daddy and his claque of Uber-Trolls, [b:fb9ecbc63d] who in the final analysis reamin to this day with nothing to say [/b:fb9ecbc63d]
Analyse that, buttfungus.