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They are in the movies
They are on TV
You'll want everything they "have"
But, baby, it ain't free
They go about streets looking
I think you will agree
They will make you "better"
You, too, can be OT!
Just like John Travolta
Tom Cruise, Kirstie Ally
They target you to have you test
Your personality

Do you REALLY feel good?
Or are you kinda stuck?
Are you checking every box?
Or are you out of luck?
Well! They have the answers
To bring you from the muck!
YES. It is expensive
A few THOUSAND BUCKS!
You want to keep on paying?
Out those thousands shuck!

You do your engram Clearing
You do your TRs
You go through them religiously
You do them for hours
But you feel no better
And still the money showers...

Finally you're OT VIII
You're way past being "Clear"
But you still feel angry
You still have a lot of fear
On top of that you are in debt!
Your LIFE is in AREARS!
If you decide to LEAVE them
They'll pester you for YEARS!

If you go on staff
Folks, it is much WORSE
They'll own your life
A BILLIONS YEARS! They will be a CURSE!
But THAT is for another time
I'll tell you, of course
For now I will not speak of that

Then I'll SHOUT until I'm HOARSE!!!


Catherine E Jarvis
SoulSurvivor
(c) 2/22/2017
I've decided to go on Hello Poetry, Twitter, and Facebook to FIGHT this odious
Cult. They've hurt THOUSANDS
perhaps MILLIONS with their pernicious
policies. They nearly destroyed MY LIFE.

I will be on HP occasionally.
But, my fellow poets, I MUST DO THIS!
If I can stop ONE PERSON from becoming
entangled in their web of deceit & destruction
it will be WORTH IT!

I STILL LOVE & PRAY FOR YOU ALL!
 Feb 2017 Jim Timonere
Slur pee
I do not fear Death and his impoverishing grip.

Against Time, bones rake a plot for my grave.
Moving towards this inevitable fate, with haste.

Night overtakes the day, leading me astray
Over you, and faraway, making my dusty heart race.
Tomorrows are becoming thinner, their threads slowly fraying
Here in my mind memories slither, burrowing deeper. Weighing.
Instilled in you I leave nothing, not a kiss nor a whisper
Neath your skull, I’ve buried an empty seed; all of me.
Growing like death in a short, harsh winter. For you to forget, all I’ve never meant.

-SLuR
When life roars at me,
and my faith feels weak.
What will I choose to believe?
Oh, it's your face I seek.
Jesus.

When the cross seems far away
and I remember all my mistakes.
When I'm lost and feeling unsafe
You've already rescued me.

You come in like a wave
Sweeping away tomorrow and yesterday
You say come what may,
Cause you've already rescued me.

You've already rescued me
You've already rescued me
You've already rescued me
You've already rescued me

Now I have to choose to believe.
And if I want the victory
I'm choosing you not me
because you've already rescued me.
her golden fullness
wanton astride
peaked horizon

moon-ravaged
impassioned night
bites down hard
Man, being created in
the very nature of God
has a tremendous responsibility
with taking care of God's treasure
A quote from Oswald Chamber I tweaked.
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