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an Art of Dying fragment
During my Sea Org years, my understanding and hope was always this: that what Our Prince taught us was so immensely true that when communicated properly, when understood properly, and when applied properly, we would have to beat people from our doors with sticks, and make sure they all formed an orderly line down and around the block while we found and appointed more registrars to received their applications along with plentiful and generous donations.
After all, we were in the miracle-production business and I had my 1968 light experience to bear witness to how wonderful spiritual awakening was.
I also knew that this miracle was for everyone and I knew (as in assumed without a doubt) that Our Prince’s word would see everybody there.
However, when in 1972 Our Prince, fretting about low world-wide gross income, deemed it necessary to teach all registrars, and all other point-of-sales personnel (just the term “sales” sent shivers of revulsion down my spine) the closing techniques that would prevent those applicants we did have from escaping our grasp without first paying, something dark and ugly made itself at home in my chest: to me, the need for Our Prince’s Closing-Techniques solution smelled, nay screamed, of failure.
