THE FRAGILE FAITH OF LRH
Elron’s message can’t get through
The looking glass that Alice knew
Snow White – the dwarf is such a clue
His Creston Bluebird message true
Was bent and altered through and through
By paranoia he was betrayed –
And Elron’s dwarf a leader made.
Who was this DWARF? You have to ask?
Who seized the power and took this task.
Misgivings should occur to you
A Xenu agent? Seek what's true.
Ask Dopey if you dare – I do.
"No rundowns are required of you"?
"No Sec-Check gang-bangs? - folders viewed"?
"What crimes are yours"? – you never show
Entheta or out how can we know?
Misgivings grow with no controls
By what authority in those hours
Was DM granted Elron's power?
The Commodore 2 admirals named
But Dopey laid the Broeker's low
The Dwarf was strong and on his game
All power was seized – and there remains
Popes power made when Cardinals vote
Was transferred here without one note
With Elron’s death, the Dwarf just lied
All rivals true were cast aside
So RPF Dwarf’s old allies
Forever down the Hole they go, or try to blow
And lose their Hats forever gone
Like Hatter's mad at evening tea
So late - too late the rabbits flee.
So let’s be CLEAR the war is lost
Misgivings won with Elron's loss
Xenu’s Dwarf had seized control
The rank and file can never know.
For Xenu is this victory?
Slow death of Scientology
This cluster of expelled BT's
OT III's true prophecy?
Misgivings now so bloody rich
Bans his wife and jails the bitch
Rides his bikes with Gunner Crude
Strips some nubile S-O nude
While Shelly rots in iso-hell
Her ghost now haunts a mountain cell.
Misgivings Gulfstream's round the world
Designs and opens Ideal Orgs
He CLEARS the lives of seekers new
CLEARS accounts and CLEARS their wills
Strips them Clear as Sea Org slaves
While lawyers plot to keep him free.
From every legal scrutiny.
The Freewinds his luxurious yacht
The slave force Sea Org keeps well greased
And filled with awestruck OT eights
Who fuel his trips through tropic seas
This Dwarf is now a Deity
A living God upon the Sea
Untouchable and living large
This God of Cult, a Lord of Fraud
He stole the lies of LRH and rules the cult
That serves his greed – a massive ever growing need.
So level up and pay the freight
You Sea Org slaves who work so late
Yes SIR, Yes Sir more books to sell
More tests to take - more lies to tell
Your lot in life is misery –
your pact a billion years to bleed
You dry of will and lost in need
The Bridge a fiction made to seal
You locked in place where all is cold
To steal your fire, your faith, and soul
Look in your heart where truth can grow
An open book for you to know.
When EO's say you must not read
You cannot speak with those SP’s
And never seek or see harsh views
Must disconnect from those that do
A Christian knows the tests of JOB
How Jesus spent those 40 nights
Siddhartha left his cloistered life
And chose to face a world of strife
Abraham was shown the knife
Then told to take Son Isaac’s life
But Sea Org slaves cannot withstand
The petty doubts or views of man?
What cowards they, these mewling wimps
Who cannot face the AFTERMATH or GOING CLEAR filled them with fright Like Rinder’s Blog or Hawkin's book or Tony's true "Ms.Lovely" look. Or even daddy’s Ruthless light.
He might be wealthy and secure
When life does end his soul endures
And comes to find eternal fire
Where Greed then meets the true God’s ire.
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