Where was I Buried?

A Personal test of Whole Track recall by Pierre Ethier

In the early 1960s a project was run by L. Ron Hubbard. It was titled “where are You Buried?”.

Conceived as a sequel for the Book: “Have you lived before this life?”. the idea was to get data and possibly even evidence as to recent past lives lived by people.

The project never came to fruition.

The reason became entirely clear to me once I set to run my personal Test of Whole Track Recall.

For practical reasons, I have limited myself to the last 2000 years. This amount to roughly 40 lifetimes.

Unless you have led a most uneventful life and are therefore buried in the cemetery of the locality you never left or that you were part of an elite wealthy enough to afford their own Mausoleum, the likelihood is that you were either buried in an unmarked grave or that you body was disposed of anonymously like a faceless victim of fate.

If today people are still unable to determine where the Bones of King Arthur were buried, what are the chance that anyone else from his court  or peasants (serfs) can ever be identified?

Man has a Violent History. Indulge yourself in reading and you will literally read about millions of people being blown to bits, reduced to ashes  or devoured by predators.

Just because a Soldier was buried with Military Pomp in a Cemetery doesn’t always mean enough of his bones were recovered to be buried beneath his tombstone.

Old man Sea has swallowed countless thousands, yet has released few bodies. If the Titanic incident is any indication , just over 20% of bodies were ever recovered and one third of those were then “buried at sea”.

Further people leading a most uneventful life never away from the small locale, are people who are generally very far away from a need for change. The desire for change or need for improvement generally the awareness characteristics of people who get involved into Scientology.

People forming the the self appointed Elite typically have other targets in Mind than gain Spiritual freedom for Self and others and from my experience only a very small minority of them has ever gotten involved in Scientology.

My conclusion, based on my study is that the likelihood of someone who has reached a size able amount of Enlightenment through Scientology to have his burial place or tombstone from a prior life time still existing and marked today is inferior than one hundred to one.

I was, nevertheless able to find a few burial locations. My others recall tests were more conclusive.

I have deliberately withheld some names from the ….

1- My body was buried in Athens Cemetery in the latter years of the XIXth Century. I had been a Wealthy Man so I was quite Certain to find the location.
Except for my personal recall I had no information as to where in the Cemetery laid the Grave. nor its appearance.

On my visit to Athens, I took a taxi to the Cemetery and I deliberately skipped taking to anyone at the Information desk in order to not “contaminate” the experiment..

Within seconds of walking about into the Cemetery my attention was immediately drawn to a somewhat bulky Mausoleum at the other end and only partially visible from that distance.. I felt a chill go down my spine. I was quite certain that I had identified it correctly. I hurried to the small building. There it was: the name clearly engraved on the front. No mistake that was it. I stepped inside and with a certain amount of emotion laid eyes on what I hadn’t looked at in almost an entire Century.

I rested my back on a wall overcome my a feeling not unlike the one seen in the Hit TV Show “Highlander”, with an incredible amount of vivid memories from that life time coming back to me and rehabilitating themselves as part of my life.

2- In 1980 7 people came from Brazil to have the Clear state checked and do the OT levels. I knew some Spanish at the time, but had no experience with Portuguese, at least in this lifetime. While a Spanish and Portuguese are quite similar in their written form the colloquial language (the one used every day) between Brazilian and Spaniard is very far away, with many of the key words like children, change, open being bearing no similarity whatsoever. Brazilian Portuguese is laced throughout with words from the Tupi-Guarani and therefore unknown to the Spanish language.

I have never made it clearly known at the time, but the first person I spoke to in Portuguese this Life time was the person I was about to audit,… while we were both walking together to the session.

I had just had total confidence that I could handle the person. Part of my confidence was possibly based on the fact that she “spoke some French” (my native language), but it became amply clear later on that her French after nearly 50 years of disuse was very significantly worse that my somewhat hesitant Portuguese.

I just knew I had not only spoken the language, but it elicited many fond memories in me. Each time I would find myself searching for the correct word or syntax, I would tell myself in Tone 40 Fashion “Remember”. It certainly worked , because all 7 people I had to handle went smoothly in their auditing and they went flying onto their OT levels.

It was no secret that I had never studied languages before Scientology. Further, the abusive schedules we were on in the Sea Org would never allow any time to do any hobby or anything personal, much less learning a New language. Compounding this was the fact that I had absolutely no roots, no friends, relatives or acquaintances this lifetime associated with the Portuguese language or culture.

When asked by people who knew about my lack of exposure, “How did you do it?”, “I merely said I have a very good memory”. Most people took it to mean that I had Photographic memory. However I meant more that my recall actually extended back several centuries.

3- On June 2nd 1988, as my plane landed in Curacao where the Freewinds was set to set sail on its maiden Voyage a mere 4 days later, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of trepidation.

The feeling was not so much due to the fact that I would be boarding the Freewinds and contribute in a direct way to the release of OT VIII (I privately regarded the Freewinds as a White Elephant back then, a view I still hold), but for the fact that I knew with deep certainty that I “had been there before”.

In the Spring of 1499, scurvy, the “Plague of Seamen” as we used to call it hit our ship pretty bad. We had no idea what caused it, though it was known to only affect the crew, never the officers (who were eating more complete and wholesome food).

About 15 of us were therefore abandoned on the beach near the Natural harbour’s entrance, not far from where Curacao Pontoon Bridge stands today.

Scurvy is a most horrible disease and without a cure, Death is as certain as it going to be painful.

I remember feeling drops of extremely bitter being poured into my mouth and with each sip, feeling an intense feeling of “feeling better”. Within hours. I was well enough to sit, when I was literally hours away from certain death in the morning.

My eternal gratitude went to those friendly Arawak Indians.

A few months later when our ship came back, the Captain was astonished to discovered that were were not only all alive, but in better health than most of the crew…

Much speculation has been raised upon the origin of the name Curacao.

Scholars disagree with the fact that the word came from the crew who called it Island of the Cure.

Scholars arguments are sometimes as silly as they are based on their private fantasies (and fears).

1- The argue that Amerigo Vespucci, the ship’s navigator, was Italian and therefore would have never used a Portuguese word.

Scholars in the following absurd concepts:

a) that only “People in Command”  may call things, and that common people (the crew was almost entirely Portuguese) are some type of second rate moron unable to formulate their one thoughts or come up with their own Nick names. It has long been typical for those in charge to claim the Honor of anything done by their crew.

b) That Amerigo Vespucci was in Charge or highly regarded by the Crew. Amerigo Vespucci was the navigator. He could influence or even dictate the destination of the ship ,. but had no say whatsoever in the running of the ship and dealing with the Crew and the ship’s affairs. In fact Amerigo Vespucci, was quite disconnected from the crew he broadly considered to be made of “inferior riff-Raff” and never interacted with the crew. The crew had a nickname for Vespucci, which meant “Vain Bird”.

c) The reason so many crews were dying of Scurvy is that Amerigo Vespucci deliberately misled the Captain into believing land was close, when he only wanted to explore. Contrarily to the Captain, he considered the crew to be completely expendable, if it enable him to make a “Valuable discovery”. Obviously Vespucci would have been feeling uncomfortable calling an Island “Island of the Healing” when the diseased being cured was largely his own doing.

d) The descendants of the friendly Arawak’s were brutally murdered and taken as slaves half a century later to work to Death in the Silver and Gold Mines of neighbouring Islands.

it has been my experience that frequently that people who absolutely cannot recall anything right and defend absurd theories have themselves had a direct hand at committing the overts in that area.

5- There are few stories that have been deformed more than the sack of Troy. The recent movie on the subject took so much license from the truth or even from what remains of Historical accounts that it ought to be relegated with the Lord of the Rings as a work of Fiction.

The worst insult to Intelligence in the Movie Troy it to make it appear that a one decade long siege took place over what seems to be the weekend.

Then the main Hero, Achilles is portrayed in typical modern Hollywood fashion as a completely undisciplined individual who in spite of his extreme arrogance and making enemies, is cherished by the king he insults.

The undisciplined hero stereotype” is an entire fabrication from Hollywood. Just like the 1940s Buck Rogers or flash Gordon’s were on the whole extremely shallow characters with “no flaws”, a pendulum swing has occurred where vice and lack of discipline are seen as the esential attributes of the modern Hero.

The fact is that cultures had entirely different values. and set of mores. The American way of life and thinking which consist of grabbing Opportunity and disregard Honor as an encumbrance is a Modern characteristic. Honor was highly viewed in the Antiquity.

Then there is the matter of the Horse.

The horse in the Movie Troy is so poorly designed, so offensive to look at while having be created by a  Civilization that would spawn the later architects of the Parthenon and most of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient world, that any Trojan would have been compelled to burn it where it stood, rather than dragging that hideous hulk into their fortress.

The truth, ignored by the so called Expert Historians is that the Horse was a beautiful and a truly majestic Creation. You stand far betetr chance to draw flies by Honey than through Vinegar. Hence a beautiful Horse would be worth presrving as a trophy.

The Horse stood as tall as the City Walls. It was truly majestuous.

There are a lot more lifetimes to go over, but I thought this was a good place to write an introduction to the subject.

Pierre Ethier