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Anonymous:
I was 'involved' from '82-'85, I am looking for others who left mysteriously during that time-Nona, my oldcomer, K.P., Roger, 'Johnny', Julio, Marisol-Mary, Nancy, etc...I left-ranaway after three years-I left all of my belongings, what little money I hadn't given to the seed, drove my car to the ghetto sold it and took a cab to the airport- I called Libby once I reached another state- they tried to get me to come back. They- Ginger, libby & cookie called me a couple of years ago to come to a re-union. I would love to talk to other from that bizarre time.

Anonymous:
i have tried to put my experiences at sr84 in perspective and 20 yrs later it is very difficult to focus on the 'process' the seed was very small by the time my mom signed me in. my parents lived far away & were restricted from visiting. they were 'allowed one visit- they flew to Florida- spent one afternoon with me. Libby told my parents that they could not see me again the next day -i hadn't 'progressed far enough in my treatment' I had been in the program for SIX MONTHS. My mother told me just this year that she considered jumping from the Balcony at the Bahia mar that night. She new the seed was a cult-but could not do anything- my father told her I had to stay- i had pulled alot of shit at home & had been through two schools, i did have MAJOR PROBELMS. but I lost three years of my life at the seed. "I love you" as  a code word- thousands of bologna sand. metal chairs for hours... more later

GregFL:
Thank you for writing, and welcome to our forum.  Even though you were in the seed some 20 years after me, you still were subjected to the same staff members....Libby, cookie, etc.   Pretty weird, Eh?

ANyway, welcome. I look forward to reading your posts.


What is a committee?  A group of the unwilling, picked from the unfit, to do the unnecessary.    
-- Richard Harkness, The New York Times, 1960

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Antigen:
On 2003-04-01 14:34:00, Anonymous wrote:
"i have tried to put my experiences at sr84 in perspective and 20 yrs later it is very difficult to focus on the 'process' the seed was very small by the time my mom signed me in. my parents lived far away & were restricted from visiting. they were 'allowed one visit- they flew to Florida- spent one afternoon with me. Libby told my parents that they could not see me again the next day -i hadn't 'progressed far enough in my treatment' I had been in the program for SIX MONTHS. My mother told me just this year that she considered jumping from the Balcony at the Bahia mar that night. She new the seed was a cult-but could not do anything- my father told her I had to stay- i had pulled alot of shit at home & had been through two schools, i did have MAJOR PROBELMS. but I lost three years of my life at the seed. "I love you" as  a code word- thousands of bologna sand. metal chairs for hours... more later   "

Twenty years ago???!!! Ok, thanks for blowing a hole in what I thought was (finally) an answer to some of my questions.

I went into Straight, Inc. about 21½ years ago and got out two years later. At the time, I was under the impression that Art had turned my mother down when she tried to put me in, citing the 'no kids who have been through other treatment' clause. I hadn't been through other treatment, but I'd hardly missed an open meeting since my older brothers went in sometime around 70 or 72. I had major problems too, but the only real shit I'd pulled was running away and hitchhiking cross-country to try and avoid going to The Seed.

A couple of years ago, I heard that The Seed had been under investigation, closed all but the one location (I had long since quit paying any more attention to OM rap than I did the minister's sermons at church... probably less, as I like the minister.) As part of the "we'll pretend to comply till you're not breathing down our necks" song and dance, they were supposed to have quit taking minors.

So now this has made sense until now. Now I don't know wtf happened, my sane parent passed on a few years ago and I don't speaking with any of my Seedling relatives. So I'm back to wondering. How did I land up in Straight instead of The Seed and did I get a better or worse deal than the rest of them?

The world may never know.

Anyway, glad you found us. Hope you find something you're looking for laying around here.
A vote for GW is a vote for America's Führer.
--Anonymous (it's best that way...)
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Anonymous:
When I went into the program- day after halloween '82. talk about surreal- There were only a small handful of people on the program. though about 30 or so oldcomers & graduates would attend all of the rap sessions and filter in and out during the day. I remember one girl coming on the front row after her sister-she was under 18-otherwise they were not taking any minors.

I didn't 'graduate for a year & a half-{my parent's money I Guess!!!!} I stayed in Ft.lauderdale in one of the girls-group house for another year & a half. It took me being told off visciously in a girls rap to make me bolt- and run away- i was 21.

I have had many nightmares that i am back at the seed and that my family & friends don't know where I am. Did any of these things puzzle or freak-out anyone else?

No seedlings that married had children.
The few that did date-were set up & had to be approved by Staff.
At One wedding no family attended.
Several long time graduates disappeared from Florida & were never mentioned again.
Nona from north carolina where are you? Roger from Ohio where are you?
Nancy from Pittsburgh? KP from Ohio?

We went through so much and lost so much of ourselves. Did the seed save me? I saved myself from the seed- I could still be in florida, in seed reality, never dealing with reality- forget about moral inventory-what about moral reality?

To the people who were kind to me & I thank them. I wish you could realize that you are beyond brainwashed-you are numb-i love You is a code. for FOLLOWer. I am freaked to remember drinking Kool-aid daily- how easily we followed. { remember Jonestown}

However- I could not imagine spending the rest of my life without having an original thought, idea or sponateous moment. life is messy-i am happily not a mess.

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