Newsgroups: alt.religion.scientology From: dennis.l.erlich@support.com Subject: Neo-Dark Ages? Message-ID: <9511261215.0H7KH00@support.com> Organization: L.A. Valley College Public BBS (818)985-7150 X-Mailer: TBBS/PIMP v3.35 Distribution: world Date: Sun, 26 Nov 95 12:15:02 -0800 Lines: 104 Faithful Reader, I realized at the time that I posted some of the more controversial material that I probably only had a small window of opportunity to get the material out there while free speech was still tolerated on internet. Like every other worthwhile invention of man, I knew the net would soon be the property of monkey-businesses, whose sole purpose in control of the medium (and *incidentally* our speech rights) was to market their brand of [tm].* And I knew that the American public, quitely dreaming of greater purchasing power, would gladly sell the rights they weren't using anyway, for a more "orderly" society. This, I know for sure, is what the scienos are selling. A more orderly mind and eventually a completely orderly society. In such a society, an individual cannot (without a great deal of $, power and influence) speak or write about those things which offend those *with* money, power and influence. There is no doubt in my mind that we Americans have arrived there already. I was going to write a piece entitled "You know you're living in a fascist state when ...", and include items such as: a) Businesses have more rights than individual citizens. b) "Your" government gives secret illegal tax breaks to businesses that defraud and abuse citizens. c) The government gives criminals the right to come into to your house and search it for evidence to use against you if you attempt to expose their crimes. ... but I decided it is redundant. If my situation isn't sufficient exposition of my point, then no amount of my words will get it across. Yet I try ... +--------------------------------+ Tinker-Toy Dream I can see that I've been livin' a TINKER-TOY DREAM. Seems to me that I've been given a tinker toy scheme. I keep waiting for a better day. Concentrating not to lose my way. Try to make myself belive things don't work the way they seem. Every time I think I understand, someone deals me under hand. Takes it all away so I'll stay in my TINKER-TOY DREAM. I keep bumpin' into people with remote-control minds. It leaves me speechless when they tell me that it takes all kinds. Human Model #: "One-Thirty-Four" Used to oil a gear, and go to the store. I don't talk about the power that makes 'em stand in lines. They might realize the state they're in: sold their souls to the master of sin, And live their lives asleep, counting sheep, in their TINKER-TOY DREAM. I feel sorry for people with erector-set souls. But I know the way it feels to them to have us pay their tolls: "Round the cattle up and move 'em out. Never tell 'em what it's all about. We'll just tell 'em how to live and where to dig the holes. Any time they start to understand, pick the leader who might make a stand, And blow the dude away, so they'll stay in their TINKER-TOY DREAM." All my friends contend they've ended their conveyor-belt lives. Never guessin' who's been messin' with their Barbie-Doll wives. You can see 'em on the evening news, those who make the rules and those who lose. What you'll never see is who's behind it sharpening knives. Sheep for slaughter's all they'll ever be, until they wake up and decide to be free, And overcome their fear, they'll be here in a TINKER-TOY DREAM ... a TINKER-TOY DREAM COPYRIGHT (c) 1991 DENNIS ERLICH RIGHTS RESERVED +--------------------------------------+ Rev. Dennis L Erlich * * the inFormer * * dennis.l.erlich@support.com + inForm@primenet.com "tar baby"