All Clear

A Clear came to the meditation center I was
living at in the early 70’s. A Clear is an individual
that has achieved a certain “level” in Scientology.
It is a mark of spiritual achievement.

Any sort of designation of humans as one thing or another…..
Doctor, Professor, Imam, Clear, Enlightened One…
carries with it no intrinsic meaning or power….
yet the titles themselves suggest both how one should
be seen, as well as how one might or should see oneself.

Imagine Scientology and Mac Donalds getting together…..
you wold have a chain of MacClears
around the country quickly….Scientology technicians
battling each other in the streets with stilettos over potential
converts…brothels as front psy-ops for Scientology recruitment…
celebrities, their plastic surgery splitting as they try to
out grin each other …

With title comes responsibility…it’s supposed to mean something
good or noteworthy…even“town drunk” has a certain cache….
not Fat Asshole, which may be more true, but the reason for so
designating is vastly different…

So, this “Clear” checks us out, which is fine because we’re
all curious about the Clear…kind of a spiritual dog sniffing party……
he was direct and intense, but I don’t recall the conversation going
anywhere…he didn’t seem natural, attractive, real or interesting…
he seemed like a human gadget. He seemed like a kitchen appliance
disguised as a human being….not a blender…more like an egg beater.
I watched him for about ten minutes, then went to bed. Others grilled him.