A dictionary of LEC jargon and thought-stopping cliches?
Date: June 08, 2004 03:39AM
I think my point was that otherwise clear headed, good intentioned people may be more easily duped than they believe they can, especially if they never have had to interact with a sociopathic person or organization. The kids I saw were a heck of a lot more immune to this because they had to protect themselves against it from an early age. They knew the little signs, the minimal cues, the tells that gave it away. The secure people from educated, comfortable backgrounds, the Harvard grads and the Yalies seem to fall for it more easily because they have never been so thoroughly wanked before.
As for me, I did get a tremendous education from EST, albeit one about 180 degrees out of phase from the one they intended. I got much more thorough in the way I would analyse ideas, and much less trusting of self professed authority figures. I learned to think much more about boundaries and why it was necessary to understand and respect them.
In the good old days before there was a forum we had an advanced training that was held in an isolated location. There was no coming or going, maybe more like a moonie camp or something. At one point, the trainer asked everyone who had engaged in anal sex to please stand up and almost everyone in the room stood up. You can't make this stuff up. It was surreal. I laughed at the trainer and he stormed over and grabbed me by the throat and threw me back in my seat. OK, he won that round....
If you were losing concentration you were supposed to stand up by the side of the room and hold a small log over your head. We accessed our rage by beating up on pillows. Looking back on it, as ridiculous and bizarre as it was, I really wish all my constipated, uptight, play by the rulebook friends had been there too just to get the orgone moving. We'd still be laughing about it today. But noooooo, they wanted to quietly watch TV and dig themselves ever deeper into their ruts where you will find them today, arthrits, cihrossis and all the rest of age's gifts....
I honestly don't see it as black, white or grey. It looks like a white field covered with tiny black polka dots that only seems grey when you stand back from it at a middle distance. Kind of a rhythm of cool-stupid-cool-stupid-cool-stupid-cool-stupid-cool-stupid. But then, I was also studying with Bandler, who was at the hight of his powers then, before the long decline set in, I think that allowed me to see the process through bandler's warped but brilliant iconoclastic model of things. The Mr. Tony showed up on the scene, I had just about OD'd on the consciousness movement, no more breakthroughs please dammit, enough transformation already, I needed to regress into meaninglessness for a while...