Strange dream last night.
A whole bunch of us ex seedlings went to the seed to "talk" to Art barker,like 100 of us, and it was at his invitation. The seed was a huge modern complex in Ft Lauderdale and art was old but coherent. He set himself up at the front at a table with Suzy and Cliff and kept glaring at me. I introduced myself and he shook my hand but he said He knew of my website. I could tell he was pissed and his anger was directed at me but he was holding it back. I made a couple of comments out loud that made the group laugh and he kind of bit his lip. We were going to talk the whole mess out, the whole group of us and be able to ask him any question we wanted.
Next, as the meeting got under way,Ilooked and to my horror we had been sat in old group style, girls on one side, boys on the other with an isle down the middle. Art immediately took control and started asking questions like he used to. How many of you are junkies? How many of you shot up after graduating? As people started responding, it became apparant that Art only invited us so he could do some research on his former seedlings. As this knowledge went thru the group of us, we became outraged and stormed the table him and his staffers were at. The police came and the group dispersed. As I was leaving the building I cut thru a room where Group was taking place and the group leader was a clown. Then we all ended up into the street and Art approached me in the street and he very caring like tried to talk me into coming with him so he and Cliff could explain to me where the synanon techniques came from. I was about to go with him then I saw a gun in his pocket. Just then a police car pulled up and he scowled at me and said something (can't remember)and walked away. I got in my car and drove past the seed, it was now an rambling sprawling complex along the old sr84 (no longer there in real life) shielded by trees with many small old buildings with signs along the road Like "the seed" ,"Get help here", etc(one of them said Peabody winner-thanks whoever posted that!) and all the signs were vandalized with spray paint saying things like "warning, keep your kids out" "danger this is a cult" "don't believe the lies" "the seed sucks", etc. I drove by real slow looking in,and then drove back to my house in north central florida.
The end.
Okay, I admit it, it is really weird. I thought I would write it down before I forgot it and share it with the only people in the entire world that might appreciate it, if only for a laugh.
[ This Message was edited by: GregFL on 2004-03-05 07:32 ]
