Part 28: Barbara Schwarz reveals shocking news!
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Ulrike married at Saint Hill. She married Marty's brother, briefly
after I had married Marty. She was of age when she married.
The next pictures and recollections that I have following the massacre
by the German Nazi secret service are from the Soviet Union. I am not
kidding. It are not the memories of a past life, but in this lifetime
in the 7o's.
The Germans had once again altered our memories, kidnapped us and
dumped us in the Soviet Union. This also means that the Germans run
the Soviet Union and were behind the communism, because the Soviets
did everything the Germans ordered them to do, in this case to
imprison family Eisenhower/Hubbard and family de Rothschild, all
Americans, behind the iron curtain of communism. I believe the idea of
that was to check out if the Germans can control us better in the
communistic world than otherwise.
We were however together in the Moscow. I remember we lived in a
scanty old house in middle of Moscow and L. Ron Hubbard immediately
worked on Scientology again. I was married to Marty and his parents,
his siblings and my siblings were also with us. The strangest thing
of all is that we spoke no more English but Russian. How is that
possible? It is with German mindcontrol and hypnosis. They steal your
other languages and fill your mind with another one. I belive that
works especially if you spoke that "new" language already in a past
life, as we spoke Russian in our past lives.
(As a footnote here: Cutting off a language has also a lot to do with
abuse and shock. I remember in the 80's when I was in Munich and I saw
a young man falling head first 50 or more steps down in the subway. I
thought he might be dead or terribly hurt, but I walked to him and
tried to help him. At the moment I saw him fall, I did not remember
any German word anymore. It was all gone, the only language that came
to me was English, so I spoke English with that guy, despite he was
Geman and I also spoke mainly German in Munich. It was very strange
and it took a while till I had access again to my German vocabulary.)
Back to Moscow: In this case all our English was gone and we spoke
only more Russian. We had as good as no money in the Soviet Union. You
can say that the Germans in coordination with the Soviets stole all
our possessions by giving us Russian identities and transporting us
unconsciously in a communistic country.
You know that communism was founded by the Germans, don't you? Marx
and Engels that wrote the "Communist manifesto" were both Germans.
Anyway, I have crystal clear memories to that I walked hand in hand
with Marty over the Red Square. It was a grey and cold day, but we ate
fruits. We were happy, because we were together. I also recall that we
entered the old house walked in Ron's bedroom. It was a small one,
with only one window. On the left side stood a simple bed, a bedside
table, on the right side a table and a chair, otherwise only a small
closet was in the room and a wood buring oven. I layed an apple and a
pear on a plate together with a small knife for Ron, so that he had
something to eat when he finished his late work in the other room,
while Marty made a fire in that oven. Marty and I did everything
together and the political system did not change that we were
absolutely happy having each other.
We lived like that for some weeks, till Ron discovered that we are
kidnapped Americans and who we were. Once more, the German Nazi secret
service barged in and took our memories of Moscow.
The Germans plotted if we perhaps would be allowed to speak English
that it could work that Ron will not figure out that we are kidnapped
Americans. They transported us to South Africa and also Australia,
they thought they can make South Africa or Australia communistic
later, no big deal for the sneaky Germans, but Ron figured it out
there too within a short time period and we knew who were really were.
I furthermore have recollections of having sailed on a big vessel with
Ron, Marty, his family and my siblings, lots of Scientologists, but
also criminal infiltrators, through the Mediterranian sea. Ron named
that ship after me. It was the "Sarah". We tried to find a land in
Europe that would permit us to build a secure village for the
Scientologists in which they could perserve their health and youth and
in which they could be unbothered as Scientologists.
We anchored in the ports of all kinds of European, African and middle
eastern countries. I remember Spain, France, Italy, Morocco, Tunisia,
Greece, Turkey, Cyprus, Malta, also Israel. Whenever we anchored, more
people arrived, wanted to become Scientologists and sailed with us. I
remember I was very protective of dolphins and warned everybody on the
ship, that liked to fish, not to pull a dolphin out of the water. We
had a florishing org and students studied and received auditing
sessions.
Ron had a motorcycle on board and when we anchored, I took sometimes
the back seat and Ron and I rode through the streets of those
countries.
I was all the time together with Marty as his wife. He also liked to
fish in the deep sea, but if I felt sorry for the fish, he threw him
right back in the water, just to make happy. I remember long walks
with Marty through the port towns of those countries and how we
discovered the customs and traditions of the Mediterranian folks.
Needless to say, I loved my life, and I also was very happy because
Marty and I were going to have a baby. So did my sister. She too was
pregnant from her husband. The only cloud on the horizon were the
governments of the foregoing mentioned countries. As the German still
Nazi secret service runs secretly all those countries, they did
exactly what the Germans ordered: They kicked us out, there was no way
to settle or to build the secure village for the European
Scientologists and we had to sail on. As the U.S. government is same
infiltrated as any other country on earth and work on secret Germans
orders, the non-American Scientologists also could not immigrate to
the United States to live in our already existing villages.
We anchored in Copenhagen and I should never see Ron, my dad again.
Once again heavily armed snipers came on board and wildly shot at us.
This time Rosemarie Bretschneider ("RB")was with them. The German
government that exactly knew that we were not RB's children had used
her again to come after us. With her were also again Scientology
attacker Friedrich Wilhelm Haack, an alleged lutheran priest, other
Scientology attackers and psychiatrists.
They could once more not kill us all together, so they used
anaesthesia bullets and fake blood, but on Ron they used sharp
munition. RB instead of comming on board in civilized manner and
confronting us with her issue that in her mind we ran away from home,
agreed to the massacre. I am sure she was told by the snipers that
they would gun her children only down with anaesthesia and that only
Ron would get the sharp munition. She is a conspirator to commit
murder and a completely irresponsible "mother", because the sharp
bullets could have strayed and killed one of "her" kids.
Read more about it in the next installment.