Pink Prison

One of the more chilling chapters in the book "Spiritual Perversion" is the "Pink Prison" chapter. In it, Steve Sanchez describes an experience where he was watched at all times (night, day, in personal time and time with the cult) by a female member of the cult.

While as an employee of the church's "business", named "Liberty Construction", Steve made some deals that were probably somewhat on the shady side. He was driven to that kind of behavior by the low wages, high demands on his time by the church and even higher demands on his finances by the church.

According to what I recall of the events, Steve would present a bid to a construction customer as an employee of "Liberty Construction". After that bid was presented, he offered to do the work as an individual for a lower price. The customers would pay Steve (handing a check made out to him). Apparently, he used some of the Liberty workers to conduct the construction project.

SRF found out about it. That the workers may have been on Steve's payroll, not Liberty's, and that materials may have been purchased with his funds was besides the point. SRF's leadership were "managers" of Liberty Construction and were paid salaries and given a share of company revenues even though they did absolutely no work for the company. The idea that Steve cut into their cut must have been nurturing to their inner mobster.


Goodfellas Flashback:
That's the way it is with a wiseguy partner. He gets his money no matter what. You got no business? Fuck you, pay me. You had a fire? Fuck you, pay me. The place got hit by lightning and World War Three started in the lounge? Fuck you, pay me.

My addition: you took a cut to feed your family and get a decent salary to climb out of your ghetto apartment? Fuck you, you are going straight to Pink Prison.


A woman was assigned to watch him during the day as he conducted business for Liberty Construction. This woman was constantly on the phone to SRF headquarters receiving instructions on what Steve was to do and when he was to do it. No deviation from the script was allowed. Any situation that required a minor modification to the script (construction work can take more or less time than estimated) caused Steve's "prison guard" a lot of consternation that frequently resulted in shouting matches.

As he worked, his normal salary was confiscated by SRF to restore the leadership's cut of the pie. He was threatened with jail and was constantly berated as a "Judas" and was said to have a "problem with his brain stem". He was shunned and constantly subjected to humiliation in front of all the church members. People cursed him. The founders and directors of SRF went out of their way to ensure he was portrayed as a demon and that we must not associate with him.

The president conjured up "evidence" about his misdeeds through a trance state. I'm sure that is credible evidence for the District Attorney. At least credible enough to have them looking for guys in white coats. In this trance, she decided Steve would have to pay SRF $50K.

Steve was not afforded due process before his conviction and sentence.  This cult has no legal authority to administer punishment or to do anything more than complain about wrongdoing within the proper channels.  Restriction of church privileges would have been in order, but confiscation of a man's earnings by a private entity without due process of law is clearly not allowable.

So on no more than the hallucination of a Spiritual Rights Foundation trained Psychotic, Steve was convicted of a "crime" and sentenced to punishment in "Pink Prison" beign forced to relinquish everything he had and having his every move supervised, monitored, recorded and evaluated for signs of spiritual goodness or badness.

The SRF Kangaroo Kourt worked efficiently.  With a wave of Angela Silva's gnarled hand, Steve was summarily dispatched into the SRF version of hell, administered by loyal woman minions reaching for the approval of the head psychotics.

Here he was, being watched every moment of the day (I wonder how they handled him taking a crap? - did they at least have the decency to hand him a roll?) working for nothing, having his assets seized by the church (without due process) including his vehicle, bank accounts and retirement savings.

In an incredible event, a church member actually tried to forcibly take Steve's last $40 from his pockets. Sounds more like robbery by force than an attempt to collect on a debt.

His wife and daughter were being supported by SRF, effectively keeping them bound to the church. If Steve needed money to, say, eat or buy a pair of socks he would need to ask his wife (who generally turned him down). His daughter would constantly berate Steve saying he did no know what love is and for not knowing God. This kind of treatment had a great effect on Steve's mental state. Steve's daughter was under the spell of the church leadership and was actually taken aside and told all the things she later said to her father. Steve was devastated in a way words can't describe.

The pressure on him was unrelenting. Steve could not make a single move. He was reduced to making phone calls secretly to line up construction work for himself, just to make enough money to survive.

It was at that point Steve had to make the decision to leave and leave quickly.

Steve describes other situations where the leadership of SRF subjected him to severe psychological abuse, constant insults and one incident where other members of SRF surrounded him, chanted The Lord's Prayer (at the direction of SRF leadership) repeatedly to break his spirit.

One of SRF's tenants is to reject the "false morals and ethics" that we have all been taught since our childhood. Clearly, the leadership of SRF exhibited no sense of morality and disregarded any sense of humanity in their conduct. How's that for a peaceful and humanitarian organization like SRF?

Since they don't have rules there regarding their conduct and there is no moral code or ethics to guide and restrain their behavior, the leadership did pretty much as they pleased. And if you displeased them in any way, you will be subjected to humiliation in front of the entire congregation, berated and shunned from anyone whom you may seek support. Of course, any contact with outside sources for help is strictly forbidden (you have to agree to that in a written contract). The control is total and retribution for any insults to the church (which can be as simple as forgetting an appointment or making a statement not in line with SRF tenets) can be harsh.

Some years ago, a minister said to me she was "de-frocked", shunned and isolated because she was unable to meet the leader when summoned. She was made to accept "punishment" and was removed from teaching classes and other activities. She did have to keep paying for classes, though. Her minister status was restored after an appropriate period.

There is no wonder why Steve had to escape to save his life.

Now how many churches would place someone in a church-directed prison?

And what happens when someone with that much power over another is allowed to do as they please?


A Stanford University professor, Phillip Zimbardo, set up an experiment where students were isolated in a simulated prison. The student "guards" had full control over the student "prisoners". The prisoners were under the supervision of the guards at all times. Prisoners would have to ask permission to do even the most simple of things, like go to the bathroom. No contact with the outside world was allowed during the experiment. Unlike a real prison, there were almost no rules to temper the guards' behavior.

Zimbardo discovered that the guards conducted humiliating, sadistic and tortuous abuse of the prisoners. Not physically, but psychologically. Constant verbal abuse, insults and total control of their lives were practiced by all of the guards. Prisoners were made to wear hoods on their heads for long periods and were subjected to isolation, humiliation in front of other prisoners and were constantly lied to in order to mistrust and turn them against each other.

The prisoners first responded with rebellion, then passively accepted their fates. Even after the prisoners accepted the conditions, the guards continued their abusive behavior. Without the moral guidance of society and without the restraint of law and oversight, the guards dehumanized the prisoners and began to believe that they should abuse prisoners because they could. Even Zimbardo found himself going to extremes to continue the guards' inhuman behavior.

The experiment was ended about half-way through because a graduate student researcher saw it was becoming too dangerous and the abuse far too extreme.

Many participants suffered psychological issues after the experiment.

Fortunately, Steve maintained his sense of self and was able to run like hell from SRF before acceptance and severe psychological damage could be done. Unfortunately, others who suffered at SRF's hands were not so lucky. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is fairly common among ex-cult members.

Now, knowing all that, how does Pink Prison sound to you? Maybe a little like a prison in Iraq called Abu Ghraib?

But these sadists weren't wearing military uniforms. They wore the robes of ordained ministers.

I guess whether you carry a cross or a rifle, when you lose your morality, you lose your humanity.

Telling a Lie from the Truth.

We were often and regularly told our training was intended to tell the truth from a lie.

It is a great skill to have. Especially around the Spiritual Rights Foundation. Unfortunately while we were under the spell of SRF mind control, that skill shriveled up like our sex lives. So much unbelieveable crap came from the mouths of the leaders and their evil minions, the task of sorting out the truth from it all was like finding a needle in a haystack.

How many things have your heard from the Spiritual Rights Foundation leaders that turned out to be bald faced lies?

I remember one in particular. It was the Bishop and Robin's account of a television interview - the infamous KRON interview that caught Debi flat-footed.

Instead of making a spin of what happened (perhaps suggesting the unfortunate Bishop was ambushed and deceived, causing shock and apoplexy), Debi and Robin told the gathered Clairvoyant Training Program students Debi handled the situation with grace and aplomb. They went to say they completely disrupted the broadcast using energy techniques. The report aired after only a slight delay because the tape wasn't properly cued (and that happens a lot on every news broadcast).

Here's another: Lewis Bostwick was Bill Duby's mentor.

How about this one: The Spiritual Rights Foundation owns a farm in Bethel Island, CA.

One more: The Bishop never said the Spiritual Rights Foundation and Bill Duby represent the picture, the icon of "Jesus Effing Christ".

How many others were there?


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Some years ago, there was a series of TV ads for Isuzu cars featuring a guy telling tall tales named Joe Isuzu. As soon as he started spinning his stories ("Hi, I'm Joe Isuzu and this is my factory.") subtitles appeared saying things like "He's lying" or "Actually...".

Like many ex-members of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, I get flashbacks of the strange, horrible and demented experience there. Most are too messed up, traumatic and just plain scary to reveal here.

One such dream was interesting though:

I was sitting in a room with Joy and Bill Duby himself. We were having a conversation with him. Actually no one had a "conversation" with Bill. At best it was like a private sermon but usually, it was more like waterboarding.

Anyway, Bill began so spew things like "I never did that, I actually did..." or "I take care of people"; "I like people"; "I'm a giver."

As Joy and I listened in amazement to each statement (jaws dropped to our chest), subtitles popped up: "He's lying.", "Actually..." and "WTF?".

Bill was famous for his claims to channel anyone from God Himself down to the neighborhood wino at any time. This time, he channeled Joe Isuzu.

Or maybe, Joe Isuzu channeled Bill.


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When Angela Silva, Robin Dumolin and Debi Livinston-Boushey made an attempt to silence us through a baseless lawsuit I crushed like a cockroach, they claimed the things I say and the things the commentators say on this blog are untrue.

It didn't take long for them to turn tail and run, offering a settlement where they would abandon their claims against us in exchange for basically nothing.

Now if my blog and all the things revealed here is a lie, why give up? If their practices are so above-board, holy and spiritual and representative of the truth, it would be ME who would have to beg and grovel for a settlement. If this blog represented a lie or was based on a lie, it wouldn't be here anymore.

But what we know is Angela and Robin have a casual relationship with the truth. If information, facts make them look good, it's true. If not, it's a lie. And if someone asks about them, they don't just spin the facts (as any good politician would) - they just change the truth any old way they want.

If we are just misinterpreting their bad behavior as, well, bad behavior, what do their actions really constitute? Are their actions those of the man behind the curtain? Do we need to click our heels three times and say "There's no place like home."? Are they saying their lies are truths? Are they saying there is a deeper, inner meaning to their words and actions and we would be able to recognize them if only we had achieved their level of spiritual awareness and enlightenment?

Well if you are a thinking person, you may have encountered "Occam's Razor". That is the principle that says (in a nutshell) the simplest answer is most likely to be the correct one.

So instead of digging deep to extract the inner meaning of the words, acts and postures of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, why not keep it in Kindergarten and believe what seems apparent?

Because the simplest answer tends to be be correct one.


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I guess the skill of determining the truth from a lie is the best thing I got from the Spiritual Rights Foundation. It's a real shame I couldn't use it until I was long gone.

I hope you won't have to wait that long.

Unclean! Unclean!

One of the more annoying things about being trapped in the Spiritual Rights Foundation headquarters was the ever-present film of dirt, grease and other filth on the surfaces.  You just could not escape it.  The windows had a smoky haze on them - you wouldn't know it because the draperies were always drawn and the extraordinarily paranoid heavy black shades were almost always drawn over the windows making it impossible to see in or out.

The bathrooms were always bordering on barely-sufficient and gas station shit house.  I recall the smells of the  "downstairs" toilet and the smells of the main floor toilet were something between last week's forgotten leftovers and something the cat left on the porch.  Not quite enough to make your stomach lurch but just enough to make you pause before you entered.

The basement, where the "food" was kept was pretty much a disaster area.  The floor, always sticky with stuff you wouldn't want to think about.  The sparse furniture was generally filthy, the small sofa not only threadbare with sagging cushions, but a cloud of dust arose whenever someone sat on it.

Rodent traps and cockroach traps were laid everywhere.  In the main area, they were carefully (or not so carefully) kicked under cloth-covered tables so the public wouldn't see them.  In the basement, they were laid out for all to see.  No one considered that cleaning the premises and filling up the holes the vermin crawled through would have been a lot more effective.

Oddly, the spa was generally kept fairly pristine.  Well, no so odd as Bill Duby used it regularly and if he found someone's pubic hair floating in it, he'd throw one of his famous tantrums and use his psychic abilities to identify the owner of the hair so that he or she may be forced to suck the offensive materials up in their mouth.  The sauna was kept fairly clean as well.  It was required that towels be used to cover the surfaces and the heat kept on for a few minutes to dry and sanitize the sauna.

After Bill's death, those facilities were somewhat less well-kept.  I recall seeing a dark ring around the spa, when I never saw one before.  Leaves and dirt found their way into the sauna.  The fish pond and fountain were nearly overtaken by algae and whatever other green gunk wanted to grow there.  The backyard, once the pride of the cult, began to take on a more shabby appearance with the sauna looking drab and faded, the spa cracked and leaking.

The cult is holding one of their spa and therapy weekends this month.  I would imagine the faithful few got a hard-sell to attend at gunpoint, as usual.  I think that is what would be needed  if the "therapy" equipment is in as bad a shape as it was when I last saw them.

The kitchen was always covered in a thin film of grease that smelled, well, a lot like kitchen grease.  The dust that constantly floated in the air stuck to this film regularly.  I recall one time when one of the ministers climbed up a ladder to clean off the kitchen ceiling fan (so who in the hell puts a ceiling fan in the goddamn kitchen - the grease just gets blown all around the room!).  As he cleaned, his wad of paper towels scraped off thick, gummy layers of grease-soaked dust.  The women in the area cleared out.  Maybe not so much from the disgusting nature of his work but maybe because they considered those who clean to be themselves unclean.

And that comes to the real topic of this post:  our own social leprosy.

How often has the leaders of the Spiritual Rights Foundation made every attempt possible to separate us from the evil and corrupting influence of society so we may adopt their own evil and corrupt influence?

Have we all been instilled with fear so we may reject the societal norms that would allow us to conduct a normal life?

Have we all been indoctrinated with suspicion of those who "can't have it" or those who are less enlightened than ourselves?

What has that done to us, and our own sense of identity with our daily society?

To the world, the members of a cult are truly unclean.  Unclean in the manner of shunning society and rejecting the norms and values that form the fabric of our human relationships.  Unclean in the sense that our own unclean thoughts and  beliefs made us not only think and act as the hapless misguided followers of a mad man and his corrupt women we began to appear the part.

After surrendering to the evil clutches of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, those who knew my past persona noticed a change.  They could not put their finger on it, but a change there was and it was somewhat unusual and suspect.

Those who facilitated the change in my persona and spirit celebrated that change as it furthered the leader's iron grip of the cult by consuming yet another hapless victim.

Never before were we so willing an eager to empty our wallets, bank accounts and sell assets for the favor of three greedy and evil charlatans.  Never before would we blindly follow an admitted mad man and street hustler.  We could not imagine entrusting our children to a child molester and wife abuser.

But we did it.

And the price we paid was our exclusion from society.

We have been forced to cover our faces to our upper lip, to chant Unclean! Unclean! in the presence of the public.  We have been marginalized as those on the fringes of society.

But not any more.

Our travails have defined our new sense of character.  Those of us who can stand tall and proudly say we have confronted evil and survived are now thriving in ways the cult had never imagined.  Those of you who read this blog, those of you who share this dark experience are stronger because of it.

This blog is less about me and more about you.  Your strength and your determination to right the wrongs and stand up for yourself where you could not before.

This is for those who seek the solace of knowing the SRF experience is a bad dream that ended upon your awakening and the comfort from knowing that only true evil will prey on the good and pure.

And those good and pure are people just like you.

Your strength is your salvation.  You do not need to stand on a soapbox and run on at the mouth as I do.  In fact, unless you really like to hear people shouting "shut the fuck up, you half-wit cultie!" you may want to be the strong, silent type.

But it is your inner strength that drew you away from the bowels of evil.  And that strength is leading you to the life you were truly born to live.

Blue Sky Shenanigans

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Looks like the Witches of Ellsworth Street are up to even more shenanigans.

Take a look at the above public record.  It shows that Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva have transferred their farm in Bethel Island, CA from themselves to the warm and nourishing arms of the Spiritual Rights Foundation.

To most, that would be a charitable act to assist a worthy cause.

However, as Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva are respectively the Vice President and President of the Spiritual Rights Foundation and control all the cult's assets, you might not see this action as quite as charitable as they would want you to see it.

Both Robin and Angela were pissed I out'ed their personal ownership of the farm we were told was owned by the Spiritual Rights Foundation.  Since then, they quietly tried to cover their tracks by transferring the farm to SRF.

Unfortunately, that act is a blatant act of trying to hide their sneaky ways - and a cheap, amateurish act at that.

So what's the difference when you transfer real property from your ownership to the non-profit corporation you not only control, you presumably "own" through stock ownership?

Sounds a lot like "piercing the corporate veil" to me.

What that term means is: there is a fine line between what is corporate business and what is personal business.  Same thing for personal vs. corporate property.  In order to keep things legal and proper, corporate property and business must always be kept separate from personal property and business.  A failure to maintain separation can result in the corporation being declared your own sole proprietorship, which carries a lot of crappy consequences.

It's no question the Witches have been lavishing themselves with corporate credit cards as well as having their own credit card bills paid by the Spiritual Rights Foundation, Inc.  Now that they have transferred personal real property to SRF, they've gone into a whole new level of shenanigans.

So, how to you think this will affect the sale of the Blue Sky Ranch in Bethel Island?

I don't know either but I believe someone, somewhere will start asking questions if they find in a title search the property went from personal ownership to ownership by a corporation operated by the very same individuals who owned it personally.

Let's hope that happens.

Until then, I'd better watch out how much I say "shenanigans".

Blue Sky Pipe Dream

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So you can see what I am talking about...

This is it.  The infamous SRF farm is up for sale.

Only it's not SRF's farm.  It's Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva's farm.

At least, it was until 2010 when the above transferred their farm to the Spiritual Rights Foundation - which they serve as Vice President and President, respectively.  It make me wonder in who's behalf they are selling the property for.

The Bethel Island farm has been listed for about a month now and I am surprised I missed it as there have been quite a few search hits on it that landed here the past few weeks.

It's not so shocking this total waste of time, money, human effort and lives of countless farm animals has finally been placed on the block.  It is questionable that the asking price is close to $510,000.00.  In a down market where financing is harder to get than ever and buyers still wary of the over-built Bethel Island/Oakley area, I wonder if the Witches of Ellsworth Street will get anywhere near their asking price.

What's not apparent is the long, hard sweat of the brows of the SRF followers and their harder-earned monies were the engine that made the Bethel Island farm possible.

Since the Witches are unconcerned about the contributions made to their property (even if they transferred it to SRF in 2010, the true control of the property is questionable) I wouldn't hold your breath waiting for a refund of your contribution and back wages for your back-breaking labor.

We can probably expect the Witches will use the proceeds to shore up their flagging fortunes - or maybe use them for other purposes.

The receipts earned pickpocketed by the Spiritual Rights Foundation has pretty much collapsed.  The cult's only steady revenue source is the rents on the flea-bag apartments situated smack in the middle of gang country.  So, those revenues would be limited by location, location, location.  The smart thing would have been to dump those shit apartments and get something that costs less to maintain but brings in more rental income.  However, as the Witches still have the opportunity to exert some control over those who remain in their slum, doing the smart thing isn't the desirable thing.

Best estimate I can make is yearly SRF revenues are well under $100K and expenses for the Witches, the Golden Child, operating expenses for the properties it owns and whatever it costs to keep the remains of the San Jose operation alive until the lease runs out, eats up that much and more.  Considering how much it costs to keep a young woman who never learned the life lesson of work for reward in clothes, a car and whatever the hell else she wants on top of the Witches' insatiable hunger for ugly, crappy knick-knacks from QVC, spa treatments, vacations to foreign lands and buying dowdy clothes from upscale department stores, I'd guess the burn rate has been exceeding revenues for some time now.

So even if the Witches of Ellsworth were able to get their full asking price, taxes will eat some of the capital gains (it will that is, unless the Witches pull off a stunt to avoid paying their fair share - which I'd expect) the realtor will have his or her commission (which I'd expect they'd be squeezed to shave below their normal share) and all the expenses of selling will chop that gain into something more modest.

If the Witches' spending habits are as they have been, the gain that looked so nice when they got it will dwindle faster than they ever thought possible.

So I say: let's hope they get good money from this sale, then laugh our asses off as they spend it on their usual useless garbage.  We can laugh even harder as they scramble to sell another one of their crap properties to pay their over-used credit cards.

So, let's mock-up those sales!  Everyone send in a dollar to play that psychic mock-up game they called 666 spiritual baseball to visualize the Witches selling their properties and try to outfox the IRS!

I'll throw down.  Who's in?

A Guest Post:: Work Will Set You Free at the Academy for Psychic Studies

Our first Guest Post is from "Anonymous".

I think you'll find this post interesting and informative.

At the Academy for Psychic Studies, there is a strong emphasis on performing manual labor or other "work" for the benefit of the cult and its leaders.

The work was usually called either a "love project" (meaning you were expected to use all your available free time working for no pay in furtherance of an Academy for Psychic Studies commercial enterprise or the benefit of the leader's property holdings such as the "Blue Sky Ranch" in Bethel Island CA, and you'd better "love it" or else...) or (and this is for real) a work "party", where you could "party" with your fellow inmates toiling in the blazing sun or freezing cold.

The work assigned (sorry, that should be "agreed to" - my bad...) by the men was generally construction work involving a great deal of manual labor . The work assigned (sorry, that should be "agreed to" - my bad again...) to the women ranged from clerical work to lighter construction tasks.

Of course, the work was closely watched - not for quality but only for its quantity. Most slave labor projects at the Academy for Psychic Studies (which, I guess, was all of them) were completed in somewhat less than professional quality. Some looked like one of those DIY project gone wrong you would see on HGTV. Others, like the "self-help" recordings were nearly good-looking but had enough flaws to have that amateurish patina to them.

But, the work all got done. Not well done, but somewhat done. The Academy for Psychic Studies' Health and Wealth recordings were all completed even if no one purchased a single one of them (and these days, few even consider Health and Wealth recordings for anything but overpriced drink coasters). The rooms were painted and renovated for new students who never arrived.

At the "Blue Sky Ranch" the farm houses, all built on swampland, were remodeled and renovated by inmates of the warm and nourishing Academy for Psychic Studies concentration camps in preparation for relaxing weekend psychic trance retreats.  Of course none were paid for their labor.

And when those relaxing and rejuvenating retreats were held for the benefit of those who worked for free to create that blessed retreat space, they had to pay some $300 have a day of relaxation.  In their infinite wisdom (and because some of the SRF inmates still had a few bucks hidden under the mattress) the leaders would allow no one onto the "people's farm" unless those people were working or paying.  Later, those farm houses were seen sinking, consumed by the swamp.  I guess God has a sense of humor after all...

Help me inaugurate this guest post by adding your comment or a story of your own. Remember, you can email it OR use the anonymous drop box on my MSN SkyDrive.


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Arbeit Macht Frei -the Nazi slogan meaning “work sets you free” was put over the gate to the concentration camp.

At SRF they follow a similar slogan with their work projects. Every weekend or sometimes during class times they would put you to work as a slave.

There was no reward (or pay) from the cult for doing this; actually you were treated worse for doing this work.

What was the reason for these work projects? A very simple reason: free labor that was used to benefit the cult leaders directly.

They even had the gall to lie and say that you were working on your own place implying that you would be taken care of when you retired.

Many slaved working on their Blue Sky Ranch in Bethel Island only to find out that it was the personal property of the cult leaders. As many find out the hard way, you are used for free labor and thrown away as if you were a McDonald’s hamburger wrapper, all at the whim of the Cult Leaders.

If you questioned all this work they would say that you were becoming more spiritual by doing your work projects. That was hard to swallow when you realized that all the Cult Leaders themselves never lifted a finger except to record how much work you did and even dispute that you didn’t work enough.

The actual slogan the have hung in their school is “Freedom is the Essence of Life”, and then they would explain to you that you needed to work in order to become more free,

When you noticed that your friends were becoming poorer and were being stolen from there would be a Staff meeting which was how the Cult leaders publicly humiliated any people that they feared were not following their wishes.


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I guess you can say at the Academy for Psychic Studies, not only would work set you free, you'll work for free as well.  But of course, work is an important part of your spiritual growth and unfoldment.  And since your spiritual growth and unfoldment is an eternal process, you'd better roll up your sleeves and get to work.

One woman there suffered from Multiple Sclerosis.  We all knew it.  So did the leaders.  Instead of giving her accommodation for her illness, she was given trance after trance after trance to believe she wasn't sick - only stubborn.  This woman would drive hundreds of miles a day at the leader's orders and would work like a woman possessed (and I suppose we were all possessed - by devils in dresses).   After many years of this beneficial trance and working for the cult day, night, weekends, holidays, sick days and vacations to achieve spiritual growth and unfoldement despite her illness, she died.

I just read the infamous "Arbeit Macht Frei" sign at Auschwitz has been stolen.

Now we know where it wound up...


                                             

The Academy For Psychic Studies - Guest Post: Sink or Swim

SUNDAY, MARCH 7, 2010

Today's Guest Post comes from "Anonymous". And for you Academy For Psychic Studies blog police, that means "without a name". That also means: I don't know have this author's name and this piece was not written by me.

So in short, you tin-can cosmic cops can go back to the Witches of Ellsworth and tell them you aren't getting anything out of me except another rolled-up newspaper whacked on their hairy noses.

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For those who are interested in this post and real news and opinion, I'll give you a little fill-in: Bill Duby fleeced yet another widow out of a valuable asset while still in mourning. The "Blue Sky Ranch" was purchased from a woman who lost her husband suddenly at a fire-sale price. The "Blue Sky Ranch" wasn't owned by SRF at any time. The officially recorded deed says the "Blue Sky Ranch" is actually owned by Angela Silva and Robin Dumolin - respectively the President and Vice President of the Spiritual Rights Foundation (AKA Academy for Psychic Studies).  Oddly, this dysfunctional duo transferred the "Blue Sky Ranch" to the Spiritual Rights Foundation in 2010.

Confusing?  Yeah, I'm scratching my head too.

Unfortunately, while the transfer may have been intended to show the public the Blue Sky Ranch in Bethel Island is the blessed and holy space of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, a title search (and my winning legal case against them) shows the property was purchased by the Witches of Ellsworth Street well before it was transferred to SRF.

Transferring this property to a non-profit corporation controlled by the same two women who owned the Blue Sky Ranch in Bethel Island CA in the first place looks pretty unusual to say the least.  If you were someone who had no information, no experience and no knowledge of the Witches and saw the property was transferred from Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva to the non-profit corporation THEY OPERATE, well, if you weren't a little leery, you'd deserve to face the subsequent shitstorm without an umbrella.  Those who do know them aren't leery - we're either shaking our heads in disgust or heaving a glass across the room in exasperation.

Some of it is because of this looks like just another one of Robin and Angela's hare-brained and transparent schemes to make their practices look good on the surface, it's also because all this time, all the time Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva owned the Blue Sky Ranch in Bethel Island, we were told it was "the people's farm" and we people were responsible for it.

Although the Blue Sky Ranch currently looks a bit on the dilapidated side what with the weeds knee-high, fences sagging, paint faded and peeling and buildings looking more than a little weathered, it wasn't because there was no attention paid to the premises by the followers of the Spiritual Rights Foundation.

From the day the deal was closed, we lowly followers gave money, worked, paid to attend retreats, worked, paid to have weddings, worked more, paid to feed animals, worked our evenings and weekends, paid to purchase farm and construction equipment, worked on holidays, paid for construction materials, worked even more, paid for landscaping and even had to haul away garbage as a way to pay back the cosmic debt we owed to the Spiritual Rights Foundation, which Angela Silva and Robin Dumolin helpfully brought to our attention.  As those two operated SRF when they owned the Blue Sky Ranch, I guess it's hard to say who was really being paid from our back-breaking spiritual labors.

I personally installed floor coverings in the main house - tiles for the first floor of questionable legal status and parquet flooring for the second floor where a dormitory was located.  No, I wasn't paid a dime nor was I ever offered even a thin sandwich but I would have liked to have admired my work by staying in the dormitory overnight.  Unfortunately, the windows there were so small (only wide enough to stick a hand through) spending a night there was something like a night in San Quentin.

Still, despite the demand from the Witches to provide free labor to the Blue Sky Ranch, we worked, and worked and worked until we were so exhausted from work we looked forward to staying up all night plying our psychic skills to prevent psychic attacks on the ranch.

So after we expended all that effort, time, money and more money on a farm "the people" of SRF could not and never did own, the thought of seeing it sink into the swamp of the Sacramento River Delta is a satisfying sight.

There are several more stories of the Silva/Dumolin farm. As they turn up, they will appear on this blog. And if you have one (or many) go ahead and send it. You can stay anonymous.

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The cult had purchased some land on the Bethel Island, CA that they wanted to use as a farm animal wholesale business. The basic idea was to buy goats and horses wholesale at auction and sell them retail to the public. The cult leader Reverend Bill would boast that he could buy a goat for $30 and sell it quickly for $90.

Bethel Island is a small city located on the Sacramento River Delta. It’s basically a swamp that floods in the rainy season and thick with mosquitoes in the summer. The soil there is soft because it is next to the river and the ground water is close to the surface because it is next to the river.

The farm land the cult purchased was located on a flood plain. The previous owner rolled a mobile home on it for a residence many years earlier. Reverend Bill called his farm The Blue Sky Ranch.

Everyone who bought a property on Bethel Island knew that they would have to raise their houses to be legal with the local zoning unless they had been grandfathered in and already exempt from this law. All the neighbors raised their houses on stilts to make them above the flood plain. Because the previous owner put his mobile home on the lot before the ordinance was passed, he was grandfathered.

When Rev. Bill died, he had been fighting with the Bethel Island government saying that he was exempt from raising the mobile home. His only reason was: he should be exempt because he didn’t want to do it and if he did it, it would make him look stupid because he was too careless to research the local ordinances before he bought the property. Is egomania a good reason for exemption?

Now that he was dead, it was up to the Witches of Ellsworth to fulfill his vision of a profitable ranch animal business. They had to make the mobile home legal by raising it on stilts. Unfortunately, they couldn’t order their cult members to do it because nobody knew how. They needed a contractor who knew how to do it. They would have to spend some of their big bank account (which they hated to do).

Most people would find a good local contractor and make a good deal. This is not the way the cult leaders think. They are used to total control and soaking their cult members for free labor and all their money. First on the leaders minds was getting the better part of the deal and leave the contractor holding the short end of the stick.

They did find a competent local contractor, a nice guy who thought that they were honest like they carefully presented themselves. He went to work building a foundation.

They didn’t leave him alone to do the work, though. As he worked, the local contractor was distracted by a parade of cult women in shorts and low tops. They were very friendly to him. The women brought drinks out to him and stood up close so he could get a good view of their female charms.

Most of the women were not exactly beauty queens but the Witches of Ellsworth just wanted smiling women wearing short shorts with bulges they could jiggle (and that jiggling was not exactly in the most attractive in places - ed.). He invited them over to his house for a pool party. As a group they accepted.

Somehow the cult had persuaded these women that it was their duty to encourage the contractor to work harder than he had to. Those women were convinced if they could show the local contractor a little bit of themselves he would do more for the money the Witches of Ellsworth were paying (which was money they got from the followers). The Witches thought they could get a lot more work out of the contractor and maybe he would forget to charge for some of his work. What happened was completely different.

When the contractor figured out they were not really that interested in him but what they could get out of him, his enthusiasm for the project waned. The time line on the project slipped and the house was not raised even 6 months later.

The cult leaders fumed because their tactics had backfired. They bad mouthed the contractor around the cult and painted themselves as the victims. When the house finally was raised 7 months later, the cult leaders insisted that a second staircase be included in the project. The contractor built the second staircase, assuming that he would be paid.

Instead of paying him, the cult had one of their culties (who was a contractor but not qualified to do the job) meet with the local contractor and insist that he was not entitled to be paid for this addition to the contract.

The cult contractor insisted that he was knowledgeable about the cost involved and that the cult was being overcharged. The local contractor argued but they refused to pay and threatened to spread unfavorable reviews of his work. Finally he relented. Maybe the cult contractor made him an “offer he can’t refuse”?

After over a year, they had their mobile home on stilts and all they needed was to have some of their cult workers install their plumbing and drywall for free. Easy to do, they had brainwashed them to be willing slaves.

Sometimes evil deeds fall apart. This one did.

Shortly thereafter the staircases began to sink into the mud. The foundation cracked at first, then started sinking. The soft soil and high groundwater of the Sacramento River Delta made it too soft to support the house. The cult leaders were in a funk. They might have to spend more money to fix it or they would have to let it keep sinking.

They were so desperate to have their easy life (where everything was free) they even resorted to asking for opinions from the work slaves on how to do the work for free. Nobody could help, though.

Meanwhile there is a safety hazard. Anyone who uses those staircases could be hurt because they are gradually getting weaker while they sink into the swamp. The cement slab is cracking and sinking. Soon the whole house could sink. Anyone in the illegal second floor could get hurt when it falls.


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There it is, everyone. It would seem reasonable to any of us that the "Blue Sky Ranch" is in a bleak and untenable situation. But since Angela and Robin are so determined to realize the demented vision wrought by their lover and spiritual husband, they are too deluded to pull their heads out of the Bethel Island swamp to see how that vision is sinking as fast as the building they raised.

Most of us would try to cut our losses and swim out of that money pit as fast as can be done. However, since the money tossed into this pit isn't Angela and Robin's, and because the names on the deed are Angela and Robin's, I think you would agree the owners aren't too concerned about the depth of that money pit.

A soil test and some good engineering (which is a wise move before spending tens of thousands on a construction project on swampland) would have revealed the true ability of the soil to support a structure and would give a good construction engineer the data needed to design necessary supports and compensate for settling.

However, since the Witches of Ellsworth were too focused on fulfilling a warped and unrealizable vision to concern themselves with the realities of the natural world and because the local contractor is just going to do as he is told and cash his check while he can, I am not surprised to see that farm in Bethel Island sinking into the swamp.

I hope the rest of the place sinks with it.

Kim Jong Duby

I'm glad I never saw this.  I guess

Robin is glad she never saw this either.

 
After taking a look at psychdoctorate's blog on the Berkeley Psychic Institute, I ran across the entry on "Gaslighting".

The wikipedia definition of "gaslighting":
Gaslighting is a form of psychological abuse. It involves an increasing frequency of systematically withholding factual information from, and/or providing false information to the subject, having the gradual effect of making the victim anxious, confused, and less able to trust his or her own memory and perception. A variation of gaslighting, used as a form of harassment, is to subtly alter aspects of a victim's environment, thereby upsetting his or her peace of mind, sense of security, etc

In SRF's zeal for control or their members, news from the outside world or events were always interpreted for the members. Reading, watching or listening to the news was not exactly forbidden but was discouraged. Listening to such information was said to "get into your head" and would disrupt your spiritual growth. The leaders would interpret the news and relay that information back to the membership.

Since the founder would always say "God doesn't let the left hand know what the right hand is doing", he would always give incomplete, contradictory or incomprehensible instructions and information.

Many couples (such as myself and my wife) were separately told conflicting instructions and information. Women were told that men were not to be trusted under any circumstances - all men except the leader Bill Duby, that is. Men were told that women could only make emotional decisions and that they were to be the "head of the woman" by any means necessary.

All of the leaders would give different and conflicting depending on who they gave the information to. If a student resigned or was expelled, the real circumstances of their departure was never revealed. However, many different stories about them were circulated to the members. We would hear of former woman students "she was more interested in men" or "she was more interested in buying clothes" or "she could not blow her family pictures". Men were treated less kindly, with things like "he is just a taker and not a giver", "he has wolves in his space", "his energy is bad and we can't trust him" were some of the things said about male ex-members.

The truth was always obfuscated. History was conveniently revised (a great example was Bill's personal history). Events were given an official interpretation - an interpretation that had little with reality or reason.

We've all heard of the exaggerated and fabricated stories concocted by the loyal Apparatichiks of fine democratic dictators such as Stalin, Nicolae Ceauşescu, Kim Jong Il. Now we can add Kim Jong Duby to the list.

I've never been there, but I think I know what life in North Korea is all about. A Dear Leader. An impossible personal resume that no follower dare challenge. Supernatural skills that are unverifiable and unwitnessed.

And there was the fear: The constant fear of being called out as a fraud. The fear of being labeled "Judas".

The fear of the repercussions.

Those in cult-owned apartments found themselves constantly wondering when the cult leadership would present them the "opportunity" to move. Occasionally, these moves were favorable. More often, though, the move was from one rat-bag apartment to another, smaller one. Some found themselves moved from a semi-comfortable bedroom to a less private and even less comfortable portion of living room, separated by only a thin curtain - a curtain that you would have to provide yourself, if you wanted a modicum of privacy.

I've known members abruptly evicted from their apartments and housed in trailers, decrepit motor homes or unceremoniously dumped in the back yard with only a sleeping bag. Once removed, those members (always men) were not let back into the buildings for more than brief periods, even in the middle of winter or in stormy weather.

While manipulation of information was subtle, the physical relocation and disorientation was sudden and severe. Married men were in constant fear of being removed from their homes at any time by the wave of a leader's hand.

One could be sent to SRF's Siberia for a determinate time or sentenced to an endless journey through the SRF gulag. It all depended on how the leadership felt that day.

But in the end, members were subjected to an endless merry-go-round of packing and unpacking; moving in and moving out; having roomates and living alone.

I'm not surprised that the people there are incapable of making wise decisions. Apart from having crappy role models, after twenty years on a merry-go-round how could you see straight?

Talking out the side of your mouth

Hey, Cee-Lo must have heard
Angela's inspirational speech!

One of the things we heard often at the Spiritual Rights Foundation is to "let go and let God". We were also told often to let go of the painful past; love yourself first, then try the world on for size; judge it today, wear it tomorrow.

And this profound homily often related by the holy leader Angela Silva: "fuck you".

If you are an SRF-ie, I am sure you are wondering why a decrepit heathen infidel such as myself would dare to quote such pearls of wisdom in a derisive atmosphere such as this blog.

It is because, only in this blog is there an environment where deconstructing the pithy and unenlightened dicta vomited by the Spiritual Rights Foundation leadership is possible.  Besides if you are reading this blog as a current SRF-ie, I'll just borrow Angela Silva's inspirational homily: "fuck you".

Have any of you noticed that the down to earth homilies we ex-culties endured were applied so rigidly to we underlings but not so much to the leadership?

Ever notice that we got hammered hard if we said anything even slightly critical about a fellow member? Meanwhile any of the leaders could say whatever they wanted to whomever and at any time.

Do any of you remember being embarrassed, demeaned or insulted in front of everyone? And who was the one doing it? Can you see their faces?

Did the leaders judge you? Did they ever hold against you what they held against others who look, sound or resemble you in some minor way?

When did any of them "let go and let God"?

Did they ever take their own advice? Did they ever live by the same principles they wanted us to live by?

Or did they often say "don't throw the baby out with the bathwater" as they threw insults at you and rummaged around your pocket for lunch money?

Ever catch them lying? Ever hear incomprehensible and nonsensical justifications for their bizarre actions?

Yeah, so it's not much of a deconstruction. But I'm not in a deconstructing mood tonight, I think.

But how about it? What kind of hypocrisy and double-speak do you remember coming from the current leadership? How about leaving a comment describing that?

Let us know what those are. Or, maybe reminisce and reflect on your own. Either way, if you look at those crazy statements as I have, you will probably have one of those moments. Like that time when you realized girl in sixth grade didn't come to your house because she was interested in you, it was because she wanted to copy your homework.