Monday, April 23, 2012

Fresh Pancakes


Two little visitors to the Blue Sky Ranch's new ground floor.
They shouldn't be there - it's in the flood plain.
Note the big dish heater in the background.
There's no heating system on this floor.
No air conditioning either.
Robin and Angela's quarters are heated.
Air Conditioned too...
and they have a life raft for floods.
The followers get a bucket.

The renovated ground floor of The Blue Sky Ranch.
Unfortunately, it's illegal.

What a nice place to cook eggs.
Unfortunately, it's illegal.


Some time ago, we were told the main quarters of the "SRF" farm was to be raised up above the level of an anticipated flood.  We were also told the ground floor was not to be used as a living space since it would be illegal and besides, it would be below water if there were a flood.

I ran into this picture a while back.  I debated the value of posting it for a while then decided "what the fuck".  It's here, but somewhat redacted.

I recognize the room depicted here.  It's the bottom floor of the structure holding up that cheap-ass mobile home on the Blue Sky Ranch in Bethel Island, CA.  I absolutely recognize it as I helped lay down that tile floor.  I'm sure all of you who've been there recognize it too.

One thing - well I guess two things, are a special and a little disturbing here.

You'll notice I obscured two figures here.  I have a good reason for it I will keep to myself.  However my point of all this is: the structure has been fitted out as a living area, which is illegal. There are people gathered in that space, which is also illegal.  The people who directed the construction of this space recognize such use of the space is illegal.  They also know directing the construction of a space not to be used for people as a place for people to assemble is illegal.

So why then are there two presumably human figures here, one more human behind the camera as well as the dog running around?

Easy: did you ever know the Witches to be so warm and nourishing they were truly concerned about the safety of their followers - or the safety of their follower's children?

I guess the Witches are true humanitarians when they allow their follower's children to work their farm in the cold and damp of winter without adequate clothing.  I found this out one year and was horrified.  I dug into my pocket and opened my closet so kids could have warm, dry clothes and wouldn't have to freeze or get soaked to the skin.  I gave parkas, pants, boots and gloves.  A couple of knit hats too.

Or maybe the Witches are surely concerned for the best interest of the flock when their followers and the children work well past midnight producing recordings and other money-making items for absolutely no pay?  How about the look on the Witches' faces when I came back from a business trip with a special package of kid goodies for each kid that included a blanket, a sleep mask, a small pillow and kid-friendly activities?  I mean, why make a kid go to bed at a reasonable hour when you can make them stay up all night working for you?

That motherly concern for the kid's well-being extended to the Witches' Blue Sky Ranch, where all minors, children, teens or toddlers were welcome to pull weeds, shovel manure and otherwise work their asses off to learn the valuable skill of working for the Witches pleasure.

At the end of the day, the hapless followers and their children were corralled into decrepit travel trailers or the illegal building that captured all followers in dormitories illuminated with a slit-like window that barely opened, no air conditioning in summer and no heat in the winter.  If you were suicidal, the Blue Sky Ranch was a great place to do yourself in as the Witches demanded that all visitors, workers, followers and stray animals sign a waiver of liability absolving them of all responsibility in case the sub-standard construction of the Blue Sky Ranch ever gave way and pancaked itself into the swamp.

With the sinking structure and the ever-present threat of a massive flood due to a levee break, the hapless followers are just waiting to become human pancakes themselves or spiritually-pure driftwood floating face-down in the delta.

So, I am sure there is a celestial and spiritual reason that the followers of the Academy for Psychic Studies and their children are told to congregate in the one place it is too dangerous to be.

I'll bet it's life insurance policies.