Irony? or toilet paper stuck on their heel

This comment was posted right here on this very blog earlier in the week. I have held off directly commenting on it for a few reasons.  One of which was I had a hard time believing it and when I finally did, I still couldn't believe it.

Here's the comment:
                    Anonymous said...

A little birdie told me a couple of members have flown the cult.....One is the bishop!  The 2 crazy woman up top, have as many of us correctly pointed out or (easiest psychic reading ever to predict), systematically sabotaging the place! An easy excuse to cry lack of support so they could fold and pocket the millions in assets received from nearly 30 years off the sweat of the people they dupped. I SMELL A CLASS ACTION LAWSUIT!

So apart from a class action (where I say: you got game?  let's bring it!) there is a really interesting thing this post brings up.  No not that the bishop has finally left the place that was bleeding her dry.  Not even that the bishop of the Spiritual Rights Foundation has finally had enough of the warm and nourishing exploitation of Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva.

Nope.  It's because the bishop was one of the parties to the defamation and libel action against this blog.  and that bishop was Debi Livingston-Boushey

For those of you new to this development: I answered with an anti-SLAPP motion and not only made them go back to their haunted house, I made them pay ME.

The thing I am still spinning around in my head is something that makes no damn sense.  It would make sense that the bishop of the Spiritual Rights Foundation would join a lawsuit against me if she were indeed legally injured.  It would make sense to have joined the Witches of Ellsworth Street in a lawsuit against me if the bishop was indeed a member of that axis of evil.

It just makes no sense that the bishop, who was a member of the losing party, who's own children wrote lame and ineffectual responses in an attempt to dodge the enormous legal bill the court was about to send, to suddenly leave the warm and nourishing kindergarten of the Spiritual Rights Foundation.

Or maybe it does makes sense.

I would propose that the two Witches of Ellsworth Street compelled the bishop to join in their losing effort so that a full show of farce would be shown (I mean force.  my bad).  I think the statements the children made in the defense of their mother, their spiritual mothers and their, uh, spiritual, well, OK it's Bill Duby (calling Bill what he truly is would be like calling him a child molester and I wouldn't want to call Reverend William Duby a child molester because no one testified that he was a child molester.  So, don't expect me to call him a child molester, OK?) was not just a transparent attempt to tug at the heartstrings of the court (which obviously didn't work) those statements were obviously compelled as well.  Using the follower's children as pawns to enforce the Witch's desires has been standard practice for as long as the children could speak in complete sentences.

Anyway, the bishop's departure from the cult we all know and hate puts the whole lawsuit into a very different light.  If the poor aggrieved Witches were indeed unfairly taken to task for abusive acts so untrue it would require legal action, the bishop would be faithfully standing by their side to this day.  If the warm and nourishing Spiritual Rights Foundation were all they say there are and if the Witches of Ellsworth were more like the Good Witch of the East than who they really are, this blog would have been crushed and the SRF empire would be in a very different state of affairs.

That anyone stuck around while the cult around them crumbled would indicate they either don't see what was happening around them, don't understand what is happening around them or don't care. 

Without exception, when a current cult member has seen, understood and started to care about what was going to happen to them personally, they leave.

Without exception, when a current cult member overlooks all that, they do exactly as directed by the Witches of Ellsworth.

But would the Bishop have been so deluded to have participated with her full enthusiasm or was she so entwined in the Witches vines of evil it took a long damn time to break free?

My guess: the Bishop was compelled to join in a sure-to-fail lawsuit and then required to relinquish not only her first-born but both her children for the Witches to use as human shields against the coming legal action against them.  That made her as much a victim of the Witches as anyone else.  I don't believe a legitimate or credible reward or arrangement was made with the Bishop.  I think she was just told to do it.

I believe when the Witches lost their case and had to cough up the dough, they gave the Bishop a bill for "her share" of the judgment.  I believe the Bishop was fully under control then had her moment of clarity at that point and began the process of sorting out and processing all the things that happened to her and all the ways she was exploited.  But that's all a blind, wild guess.  Who knows what the real story is (some, at least of the circumstances of the bishops departure are HERE - and I do strongly suspect she has been reading this blog for at least a short time).  I will say, if it's all true, it's good to see she has joined the club.

There is one thing I can't believe, though.  That a member of a cult joined a lawsuit against a dissident then later leave the cult is just amazing beyond belief.  So to that, I still can't believe what has certainly taken place - the breaking of the leadership ranks and the crumbling of the structure and foundation of the Academy for Psychic Studies.

No wonder the Witches of Ellsworth are walking around with toilet paper on their shoes.

What's even more ironic than the Bishop leaving the cult is: should she, her children or any current member want to make any kind of public statement in opposition to the Spiritual Rights Foundation, read said opposition or even have the right to do as she did - give them the finger and walk, their right to free speech was defended by the very person they are holding in the highest disdain: ME.

This blog continues the trail to freedom blazed by several other courageous and determined men and women.  Of course, I am not the first to have spoken out against the evil practices of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, but I am the first to have confronted the faces of evil and defeated the tyranny of petty despots.

That is my public service to the people of the Spiritual Rights Foundation and the world.  Should the petty tyranny of the Witches of Ellsworth Street extend beyond the wrought iron gate of their compound, our personal freedoms, our right to live without fear and undue intimidation, our right to conduct our lives in the manner we decide is in our own best interests would be not only trampled, it would evaporate.

If it is true that "Freedom is the Essence of Life" then freedom is here on this blog and life is here in the world we are proud to be a part of.

The Academy for Psychic Studies - You Have to Give to Live

...and if you don't, SRF will make you wish you were dead.

Well, since no one is left at the Academy for Psychic Studies

this Christmas, Robin Dumolin won't have to

buy socks at the dollar store for presents.

So I guess I'll send her a stocking-stuffer -
a sock from the dollar store.
She'll get the other of the pair next year.

Charity.

It's a common activity for most churches and one that the church, clergy and congregation look forward to performing.  Charity is one of the purposes of any church.  Neighborliness, acceptance, support and comfort are a few others purposes of a real church.

None of that was practiced at the Spiritual Rights Foundation and the Academy for Psychic Studies.

Those of us who were there know the church itself never gave to anyone.  Not one nickel of Robin and Angela's pile of nickels, dimes and quarters were ever distributed to the needy.  And those of us who have participated in this blog have stated that Spiritual Rights Foundation members who hit hard times are directed to the welfare office or given the locations of day laborer pickup spots before they are thrown out of their church-owned, rat-infested, dilapidated apartments.

But if there is no charitable activity at SRF, why then was the envelope passed around every time the faithful gathered?  And what was that envelope for? 

At times, the envelope was passed to raise money for worthy causes such as The Red Cross or other organizations.  That happened, oh, I believe maybe ONCE.  Or twice over the course of the twelve or so years I'll never get back.

Uh, anyway, the envelope was passed around for other, alternative worthy causes.  Causes like:

• Bill Duby's birthday presents and party.  And Bill Duby's un-birthday present.  And Bill's near-birthday present.  Or for Bill's it's not really his birthday, but since you have some extra money lying around we want it so Bill can pimp his Winnebago.
• Angela Silva's birthday bash and Queen-Sized present.
• Robin Dumolin's birthday party where she feigns modesty while scrutinizing the value of each present "voluntarily offered" her.
• The birthday of Bill's child - the one who has her father's mind and (at least, used to be) the heir-apparent of the cesspool.  I hope when it comes to having her father's mind, it skips a generation.
• Farming equipment, feed, construction supplies, vehicles, upkeep, downtime, payments, under-the-table wages for the illegal immigrants working on the SRF farm - sorry, the "SRF farm" thing is incorrect.  It's actually Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva's farm.  I proved that in court conspiracy-heads.

I could go on with details but you get the idea: the only charity, the only giving, the only beneficiaries of the generosity of SRF's congregation are to those at the top of the dungheap.  Those people are Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva.

And Bill until he thankfully dropped as dead as a fly soaked with RAID.

If the Spiritual Rights Foundation and Academy for Psychic Studies would have matched the donations made by the congregation, maybe it wouldn't be so bad....

Well, it wouldn't be if those donations were sent to Haiti for earthquake victims or to Appalachia so kids can go to a decent school or to their own city so the hungry and homeless may live with basic human dignity.

What we saw was an envelope stuffed full of the follower's hard earned cash.  We saw how everyone was closely scrutinized as the envelope was thrust in front of them.  The leaders never praised those who gave but shamed those who paused before they gave or used the money to buy groceries or replace worn-out shoes.

We saw how few prospered.  We saw how only those who left the cult would own their own homes and drive comfortable but practical cars.  We saw how those who remained lived in fear every month over when and how much would be demanded from them

The envelope.  Thrust in front of every person.  A psychic camera hidden inside, reading your "giving attitude" and frequently misinterpreting your need for personal survival or your need to reach a personal goal as not just wisdom or practical frugality, but parsimony, miserliness, selfishness and greed.

Ironically, those viewing the camera's image often said "what you read in a picture is your own dirty mental image pictures."

If their statement is true or even if they mearly believe that statement is true (with no need to prove it) what does it say about those behind the camera when they see parsimony, selfishness, greed?

And what does it say about Robin Dumolin and Angela Silva when they are the ones who have "seen" those "bad attitudes" among their followers?

And why is it that the only ones who have exposed greed, selfishness, laziness, parsimony, miserliness, vanity, wrath, envy, pride and overall unwelcome behaviors are the two women at the top?

I say: "he who smelt it, dealt it"



What other tales of greed, or stories of greed or recollections of more greed do you have?   Did anyone else see through that psychic camera lens?

And (as disgusting as this image may be) did anyone see the empresses have no clothes?

The Academy for Psychic Studies - We Who Are About to Die Salute You!

Yes, we are! 

Especially after reading the below comment:

So, when the Academy for Psychic Studies howls about how none of them can comment on any of my blogs they again show how untruthful that is.

The below commenter left this post on the Wordpress backup blog (which no one reads, by the way - it's just serving as a mirror of this one).

Of course, she blames us for dealing with the abuse and the exploitation while she sings faint praise for the organization that keeps her captive.

So once again their true colors shine brightly as they piss themselves in public.  I think that tactic was not to conceal this person's urethral discharge from us, it is either to keep it obscure so the Witches of Ellsworth Street would not see it or because she is too fucking careless to notice if she is on the main site or not.

As for her claim of writing "all over the net" such hyperbole is still a defining characteristic of those leading, following or drooling incomprehensible  garbage on behalf of the Academy for Psychic Studies.

I mean, finding my writings on only one of the, oh I don't know, BILLIONS of  web sites available seems to fall short of any claim of it being anywhere but here.

It is well known that Academy for Psychic Studies staph or their decrepit students are barred from making public statements. We should know. That restriction  was spelled out in the scam "contract" we signed at gunpoint.  The penalty for speaking publicly, speaking out of turn, or speaking any fucking time was immediate conviction by the Academy Kangaroo Kourt, application of disproportionate fines and sentencing to any manner of cruel and unusual punishment the Witches of Ellsworth Street can imagine.

So, it's simultaneously frightening and funny enough you'll laugh till you piss to see how this unfortunate and deluded long time staph member has unwittingly proved that long term association with the Academy for Psychic Studies and the Witches of Ellsworth Street is not only bad for your bank account, it's bad for your perspective on reality.

You'll notice also, this person, oh fuck it's SHERRY KIRSCHNER,  hopes we are being healed "as they spew their negative energy out into the universe." Well, as this blog is the one forum that stands as the bastion of our First Amendment rights allowing us to release the decades of  abuse, exploitation, mind control and overall mean treatment in public (as it should be), I guess the victim's outrage and his right of expression pales in comparison to the desire of a current follower to continue her psychotic delusions undisturbed. 

On the other hand, throwing that crap back to the universe for the universe to sort out is not only exactly what we were taught, that it upsets the originator of the "negative energy" when it returns to him or her (also as we were taught), this blog must have returned back to Sherry her fair share of spiritual and cosmic shit. Don't worry, it will make its way back to the Witches in due course.

I guess the telling statements in Sherry's comment is the statement pleading we join her and her delusional colleagues in denial and ignorance today so death may be faced without guilt, shame, possessions, children, a comfortable home, a shred of self-respect and autonomy or a fucking shovel to dig the hole.  As Head Psychotic Bill Duby prepared his followers to receive their reward only in the afterlife, why tell anyone they can benefit now?

Commenting here is also an omen, If you think about it - a bad one. For every deluded Academy for Psychic Studies follower who commented on this or any of the anti-Academy blogs - the anonymous staph-ie, the bishop's kids and various followers who missed their medication have all parted ways with the Academy after posting a derogatory comment.

So maybe there's hope for Sherry yet.

Sherry Kirschner commented on
I BEAT THE SPIRITUAL RIGHTS FOUNDATION !

This is a pretty sick person who writes these words all over
the net and I pray that he can reconcile his feelings before 
he drops his body so he does not have to go to his next step 
with these vibrations hanging all over him.

None of what this person says is reality for me. I've been friends 
of the people at the Spiritual Rights Foundation for a very long time 
and I thank God for it. They help me be a better person.

I'm really sorry for the people who left SRF feeling anger, 
resentment and revenge and I hope they are getting healed 
as they spew their negative energy out into the universe. I'd rather send love wishes to them and wish them the very best.


  

The Academy for Psychic Studies - Scien-Rosecruci-tology

So, I went to get my vision checked today.  The doc was great.  When he inspected my current lenses he said "do you really like these progressive lenses?"

Me: "they suck"

Doc: "Yeah. When you try to combine distance lenses with close-in lenses like that, it's a compromise and you can't see shit near or far."

That kind of sets up something I've been thinking about Bill Duby, his Witches and the unfortunate few who are still stinking up the place.  Mostly, though, I was thinking about the crap Bill Duby spewed as his own psychic revelations and spiritual inspirations.  It's all a compromise.

A hodge-podge of various teachings of diverse and varied beliefs all mashed into one perverse and idiotic mess of blurry and uninspiring crap.

Basically, for those who haven't seen the Academy for Psychic Studies brand of spiritual sewage, you'll find the stuff you flush is more attractive and truthful than the what you'll find at the Academy

OK, so there has been much said about what is taught at the Academy for Psychic Studies and its similarities to Scientology.

And for you turds who believe I mistook a plaque made in honor of Lewis Bostwick (Rev. Bill Duby's make-believe mentor - kind of like your five-year-old's make believe friend) for one in honor of L. Ron Hubbard, stop reading now as you could possibly go psychotic when you get to the rest of this post.

First, the obvious:  "Reverend" Bill Duby was at the very least, enamored with Scientology.  Bill often quoted L. Ron Hubbard's observation: to really make money, start a church.  So Bill did - make money, that is.  We already know he started a scam church.

Bill used some of the techniques his pretend mentor L. Ron Hubbard allegedly used.  I say allegedly as I have never been to Scientology and I am damned sure Bill Duby didn't get any closer to Hubbard than he did with Lewis Bostwick - unless Lewis Bostwick giving Bill a kick in the ass counts as a close relationship.

After whipping up collective maniacal enthusiasm for one of his rambling psychotic delusions, Bill would go on and on about the evil disembodied spirits infesting our bodies and that those spirits were hell-bent on impeding your personal growth.  Worse, evil spiders and malicious snakes were transported from other worlds in distant galaxies to trespass into your psychic space, causing harm in your "space" and repelling other psychotics who come to your aid.

As for the psychic readings, the positions we took (seated, facing each other) with the reader doing most of the insulting (I mean, provision of spiritual insight.  My bad...)  with the "read-ee" having to sit motionless while they have to inhale B.O. and farts was probably the only thing in common with Scientology.  Those readings were pretty similar to the readings conducted in gypsy wagons.

As far as I can see (again based on what I see online, not from actual experience) Bill's opinion that otherworldly beings inhabit our personal space and that only he had the cure for our ills is the only damn thing I can see that is all that similar to Scientology.

Thank God.

Although Bill thought he was teaching Scientology (down to the point where he said on two occasions "You guys didn't know you were learning Scientology, did you?") he had no fucking idea what the hell he was talking about.  I think Bill used the spectre of Scientology as a method to deceive us into giving Bill the kind of legitimacy he always wanted but could never earn using his own thoughts and delusions.

There are a few other things Bill was feeding us as well.  Those things came from another place.  A place without the sinister reputation as Scientology but also somewhat mysterious. 

The Rosicrucians have a doctrine on healing the sick with some critters called "invisible helpers".  These helpers are also without bodies but they work to cure the sick of their ills.  Of course, helpers can only help remove illness and discomfort.  Helpers need other invisible beings who are qualified psychic physicians or "surgeons".

And of course, the sacred symbol of the Rosicrucians is the rose.

Think back to when the Witches and the Psychotic Founder showed us all how to perform psychic healings.  A rose in front of our flaccid countenance   Allowing a healing guide to attach to one hand and a healing psychic surgeon to attach to the other. 

That's not a Scientology-inspired technique.  It's stolen straight from the Rosicrucians. 

But what about the rest, you might ask?

The "advanced" psychotic delusions Bill Duby defecated onto his unwitting flock was nothing more than his take on L. Ron Hubbard's writings on Dianetics and whatever else, the dribs and drabs that the Berkeley Psychic Institute allowed him to see (before they heaved him out the door) and whatever crap Robin Dumolin saw on Oprah.

If you were to take the time to listen to all of the recorded digital discharge urinated from the Academy's publishing arm Health and Wealth, you'd notice a distinct similarity between all the materials - they just take a certain situation and tell you: you can heal, you are whole, you are perfect.

Just take one thing and repeat it a hundred times, it becomes truth by default.  It becomes real only from repetition and the fact you can't get that goddamn earworm out of your head.

So what about all the crap spewed out by Bill Duby, the Witches of Ellsworth Street and the staph members who are experiencing a slow, painful death as they wallow in the mire of the Academy for Psychic Studies?

It's simple: it was crap from the day it was conceived, it stayed crap throughout its lifetime and not a damn one of them understands any of it.

Nor will they ever.

So it makes you wonder why the fuck anyone would believe it now or ever.

Today's Title: Entitlement

Happy Days: Robin Dumolin found her new husband!

Now she's looking for a bottle of poison...

You know, when there are two people in the world who think they can have whatever they want because they want it, there's got to be a reason why.

I mean, who grows up thinking like that?  Oh, right...

Well apart from that, how did the Witches of Ellsworth Street gain a sense of entitlement so strong, they had no qualms about doing things like demand money from their followers to pay for things they wanted (and could afford anyway), pay for things their Golden Child wanted (which the Witches could afford anyway), not pay for things they needed like a new public image that would at least take the stink off their cesspool and do crazy shit like file a sure-to-lose lawsuit and build illegal construction that would certainly be reported.

I won't be doing the Sigmund Freud thing and look into their childhoods and parentage.

I'll just start the story from point of hook-up.  It's when the Witches of Ellsworth Street got themselves in with a street hustler, card cheat and madman.  That guy, of course, is Bill Duby.

According to Bill, one of his friends came up to him and asked if he would get a woman out of the "nut house".  Bill said he had no idea it was Angela Silva but went to get her anyway.  After that fateful event, according to Bill, he "couldn't get rid of her".

As Bill became more and more psychotic he traveled along the path of spiritual enlightenment.  One of those events involved Angela.  According to her, Bill took her by the hand as they embarked on a trip into the light.  Bill took her out of her body.  The walls of their ramshackle apartment appeared to be breathing, Angela claims she was up in a high corner of the room and could see her own body lying on the bed.

Someone calls that a psychic enlightenment.  I call it an LSD trip.

I have heard that description from several people who took LSD - walls breathing, their spirit floating while they were lying down.  Worst of all, that trip kept coming back long after the LSD wore off.  Something in their noggins switched.

Paradoxically, Bill claimed over and over again he would have to tie up Angela and beat her to unconsciousness to prevent her from using drugs.  Also paradoxically, Bill would tell tales of Angela pulling a gun on her ex-husband after he imprisoned her in their home and beat her.  How Bill managed to avoid getting shot is anyone's guess.  Actually, how Bill figured out Angela pulled a gun on her ex and how she came to get a gun at that time was anyone's guess as well (although Angela is said to keep a rusty .38 Special in her home currently).



After establishing his psychotic school, Bill Duby was awash in young women eager to please their spiritual leader.  Maybe a little too eager.  Two young women were notable.  They were named "trouble one" and "trouble two".  I don't recall who was who but I do know the names of one of the trouble twins.

Robin Dumolin.

Bill's next tall tale was the time he says he saw Robin.  She came in with another man (who was related somehow to another notable former member - I don't remember who) and was said to be either married or engaged with him.  Robin was also said to be somewhat of a nerd.

Bill claims Robin was being mistreated by her lover and Bill, being the kind, gentle and caring man he is, swept Robin off her feet, expelled her lover from SRF and introduced Robin to a whole new level of mistreatment.

Unfortunately for us, that involved Robin being elevated to the position of Vice President of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, under Angela Silva as President and over us as no-account shitheels.

Now, Bill's master plan was complete.


With the Witches of Ellsworth Street firmly implanted as the not only the co-leaders of the Spiritual Rights Foundation and empowered to do whatever they damn well pleased, the Witches were also Bill's full-time cohorts.

In order to keep his followers following, Bill used his con man skills to weave a tale of spirituality so convoluted and so esoteric, no one could understand it.  So of course, if we couldn't understand it, we weren't as enlightened.  If we weren't as enlightened, we have to listen to him even more.

However, the one thing Bill could not endure was the task of keeping his flock right where he wanted them.  That required muscle.  Psychotic muscle.  When you are taking money from your marks, your really don't want them to think you are taking their money.

So, Bill assigned that task to everyone else.  Especially his two cohorts.

What was worse (for us anyway) was Bill's inherent paranoia.  As Bill was taking Social Security payments for his psychiatric diseases he was afraid his income would be cancelled if he made money from SRF.  Of course Bill totally missed that he could make one hell of a lot more on an SRF ministerial stipend than his 800 dollar SSI payment - and it would be tax-free as well.  Fucking idiot...

As that explanation made no damn sense to me at the time, I wondered what in hell would keep him out of the SRF businesses while spending whatever he damn well pleased on whatever the hell he wanted.

For Bill, after he was accused of molesting Angela's daughter, he made payoffs to his accusers so he can keep his ass out of San Quentin and his potential cellmate out of his asshole.  According to legend, Bill resigned his SRF directorial position and maintained a distance from SRF's business affairs so he would officially have no assets.  That maneuver would discourage any lawsuit (for just about any reason) as it would be not worth the time and expense of filing suit against a man who has nothing and has little prospect of having anything.

Gee, I guess I have to feel great the Witches tried to sue me and Joy.  That means we have enough net worth to hold the Witches' interest.  And they say they don't try to take people's assets...

Anyway, with Bill out of the SRF business picture there was practically no one who could keep a leash on the Witches when it came to using SRF money.  And boy did they use it.

Bill would proudly announce how his women were well taken care of and that we low-life shitbirds need to follow his lead and do likewise.

What Bill didn't say was his women were taken care of by our money and our labor.

Bill used his manic tears to envision new money-making ventures for "SRF".  Without exception, these ventures were headed by one or both of the Witches of Ellsworth Street.  Also without exception, these ventures were providing the Witches with money while the Witches did little to no work.  And if the SRF enterprise Liberty Construction is a model (and I'm sure it is) a percentage of the income (that's not profits, it's income before expenses like wages are paid) went directly into Robin and Angela's cauldron.

While all this skulduggery was going on, Bill made wild and likely exaggerated claims that Angela had superior spiritual powers and such a connection with God Himself that she was second only to St. Peter in piety and psychic wisdom.

I forget what he said about Robin.  Probably "pay her, or else..."

Bill's wild and too-true-to-be-real stories about his Witches not only elevated their status in the eyes of the followers but inflated the egos of the Witches to the point where we had to serve their wants and needs far before our own needs and aspirations could be fulfilled.

Who needed a new car?  The followers had to do it the hard way and settle for whatever they could get for their meager budgets.  The Witches could buy any new car any damn time they wanted.  Clothes?  Followers were literally buying off-the-rack at the Salvation Army and Goodwill.  The Witches shopped at Macy's and other fine department stores.  How about real estate?  Only the older couples who owned their homes well before they were entrapped at SRF held real estate.   The rest could never even come close to owning a home -  at least not until they could escape safely.  We know the Witches held the SRF Blue Sky Ranch.  Who knows what else they are holding.  Oh right... all the real estate SRF owns.

While Bill's followers were routinely going broke, his Witches were routinely getting their hands on more money.  Angela was famous for dropping a gigantic, thick envelope in the tithe basket (to inspire the shitheels to give more)  - then fishing it back out when no one was looking.  Robin was regularly seen counting money.  We thought it was her job to keep the money flowing for our well being.  Actually, she kept the money flowing for her own well being.

The Witches traveled in comfort using Bill's luxury RV or one of their luxury cars.  They provided slimy and barely-edible slop for the followers while they dined on steak.  Expenses for health care, dental work, even Angela Silva's botox and facelifts were hardly a care for the Witches while the followers depended on assistance from the public health system.

Life at the top of the SRF garbage heap was good.  So good, there should have been no need to rock the boat and risk sinking the ship.

Unfortunately, that's not how the Witches think.

Despite their comfortable position, the Witches craved more and more and more:  More money.  More power.  More adulation.  More compliance.

And it's that level of greed that is the Witches' downfall.  Their hunger for money and their urge to abuse their position power to manipulate even their closest comrades was intended to spur their victims into working harder and motivate them into doing all the idiotic things necessary to put them back into the Witches' good graces.  That, of course, is impossible if you think about it.  And instead of motivating the followers for even more work, more money, more running in circles and more loving support, it just motivated followers to walk out the door, leaving the Witches standing alone at a leaky cauldron.

The events of the last few years have borne that out.  What with the church bishop and head of their formerly lucrative ISHI Hypnosis scam leaving due to the Witches cutting her monthly stipend to zero and her share of ISHI Hypnosis revenues to less than one fifth (and recovering by way of charging rent on the bishop's church-owned apartment as well as other charges) with their most enthusiastic female follower running like hell and their general membership crashing down to a single digit, I'd have to say the Witches of Ellsworth Street have been demonstrating what they have been doing well for years: taking advantage of people and pissing them off.

Those who wanted a bit of the good life that was denied them for decades were so degraded and exploited, they finally answered the alarm clock and jumped in the shower.  Their awakening allowed them to see the Witches as exactly who they are: mean, evil and greedy (I guess that could be the names of the remaining SRF board members).

I think it's telling that the only remaining active board member is an endomorph whose own lack of character is legendary; and his own lust for power and vengeance is fed by his obsequious loyalty to the Witches who simultaneously reward and exploit him.  Bill Duby kept talking about "birds of a feather" or in his terms "like attracts like".  With a board of directors as homogeneous as this, you can expect you'll be treated like dirt.

But that really illustrates how the Witches think: when two women are elevated to the level of gods, when their positions allow them unabated power over their followers and when those women abuse their power only to gain advantage over their flock, it's more than a situation of uncontrolled and unrestrained despotism.  

It's more like the Brides of Frankenstein have got loose and are dragging their monster behind them.

The Academy for Psychic Studies - Ejected

At the Academy for Psychic Studies, it costs to stay,

it even costs to get thrown out.

One of the rare blessings the Witches of Ellsworth Street can bestow upon their weary flock is the blessing of being tossed out the door of the Academy for Psychic Studies.

Now of course (as is their usual practice) that ejection from that spiritual haven is made with as much trauma as they can possibly muster.  The unfortunate victim is generally summoned to a private meeting in one of the cult's torture facilities with the Witches or their hit-man so they can hear first-hand how he or she has failed in their spiritual duty to keep Robin Dumolin's day spa treatments paid for or Angela Silva's QVC account in the black.

Some are tossed because of the relentless pressure to pay more and more and more.  Others are expelled for reasons that make no damn sense at all.

I've known of people being shown the door just because they are "not teachable".  Translation: "you still have a mind of your own".  Mostly, they aren't dumb enough to accept all of the psychotic ramblings of the Academy for Psychic Studies and worse, they don't shell out the ridiculous fees demanded to participate in more psychotic training and mind control.

Quite a few people are told "you are too powerful for the place".  What that means is: "we don't really know why we don't like you, but we don't like you". There's not much to say after that.

Two such people were a couple of gals who were pretty much from the inner city.  You can tell from their dress and demeanor.  While they were treated with suspicion, I actually liked them and spent some time with them.  Maybe they weren't all the cult leaders wanted in a follower but they seemed good enough to me.

When Angela Silva got a cold call from a mortgage broker, she immediately believed those two paid a ton of money to enroll in the Clairvoyant Training Program for the purpose of stealing Angela's mail and making a fraudulent loan application.  If you think about the circumstances, you'll see that was just plain idiotic.

Why pay money to steal mail when you can come around to a healing clinic for free to steal mail?  Why would they give Angela's phone number to a mortgage guy if they wanted to get the money?  And as this happened during the mortgage mess, why didn't Angela Silva, psychic extraordinaire who can sniff out a lie a mile away, figure out it was just another scam call?

Nope.  Angela Silva ordered the two gals to be ejected immediately and the bigger, fatter and obnoxious males were dispatched to intercept the two at the door and tell them "you are too powerful for the place" and chase them down the street to the door of the Berkeley Psychic Institute.  No kidding. We were told to send the two to BPI.

People were ejected in gruff and perfunctory manners regularly.  Being told they are too powerful, unteachable or just plain un-liked.  Some were just shown the door when the were too overwhelmed with personal issues to spend all their waking and sleeping hours doing the Witches' bidding.

Every one of them paid the price upon ejection.

Bills for imaginary unpaid debts continued to be sent.

Some report bills were sent to their mailbox monthly and out of some sense of duty, they were paid.

Others paid an even bigger price.

The sense of betrayal, loss and humiliation at the manner of their ejection triggered PTSD symptoms, depression or other mental or emotional conditions.  Some still struggle with those issues.

A few try to hang on, attending the sham "church" services or the useless "healing clinics" in the hope they may find some redemption.  Of course, they attend whatever events they can and pay out whatever is demanded of them. Even with the regular payment of hundreds of dollars a month, there's no redemption - but the Witches cash the checks anyway.

Some try to re-enter after their ejection.  None of those people ever stayed.  I guess the second time around opened their eyes.

I know of one person who left somewhat disappointed as their experience with the cult was much less than desired.  Nice call.  However a few months later, that person returned saying all her friends were in the cult.  Her involvement in the cult took so much of her time, her usual circle of friends abandoned her.

Now all the persons I have seen leave the cult experienced a trauma and were in the grips of fear when they left.  It's the indoctrination of the cult that sets up that awful situation.

Not only did the psychotic founder expound on the dangers of leaving the cult, so did the Witches.  Their motivations weren't so much concern for your emotional health, they just wanted to make the prospect of leaving the Academy's atmosphere of mind control and exploitation so traumatic and daunting, anyone who escaped their clutches would have to pay in a manner that costs far more than money.

The final group who departed this spiritual shitheap were, as a whole, in fear of the outside world.  I know several who say they stayed because of fear.  Fear of the things freedoms provides.  Fear of planning their own lives.  Fear of making their own decisions.

One such person was gripped in fear until the Bishop made the decision to make her way out the door.  Now that person has embraced her own life and is living it to the fullest.  She's still damned afraid of retaliation by the witches, though and while I am sure she has read this blog, there's no way she'll ever acknowledge it.

And that is what awaits the new recruit of the Academy for Psychic Studies.  The love-bombing and good vibes the newbie feels at the beginning of his journey last long enough to ensnare his soule and capture his mind.  Then it is a life of indentured servitude and prostration to the whims of the Witches.  If you don't like that - well, there's the door and the world the Witches put you in fear of awaits to exploit and defame you just as bad as you'll find in the Academy.

When leaving an organization is more frightening than joining, when the prospect of being removed at a moment's notice for imaginary reasons is ever-present, what is the sense in joining in the first place?

And what would you think when a spiritual haven like the Academy for Psychic Studies creates the fear of leaving them, then uses that fear to ensure your departure is as traumatic as possible?

Yeah, I wouldn't want to join either.


  

The Academy for Psychic Studies - Turd Polishing

No matter what you do with the Blue Sky Ranch,

it's still a double-wide from the 60's

So, the infamous and decrepit Blue Sky Ranch has a sale pending.

Come on, it had to happen.  Final price has not been disclosed but I would imagine any offer would have to be well below listing price.  Why wouldn't it? The damn thing has been on the market for over a year and the areas that were gutted (thanks to my report to the county authorities) were unfinished as The Witches of Ellsworth Street were too pissed to think straight.

The ranch has, of late, been unkempt, neglected and just exploited for whatever value the Witches could extract from it - just like they do to the followers of the Academy for Psychic Studies.

Those of us who have lived through this nightmare can tell you:  it's a nightmare that must end and now, it will.

So many people broke their backs laboring in the hot delta sun or penetrating winter cold to fulfill a perverse and psychotic vision.  The promises of a place for rest and recovery from the pressures of the city were dashed when Angela announced all those who come to the Blue Sky Ranch were to be working or paying.  Any hope of a community where loyal ministers could retire for life in a cottage provided by the Academy sunk into the swamp faster than the trailer the Witches put on stilts.  A productive farm?  Not a chance.  The Witches killed more animals than they sold!

Some will look on the Blue Sky Ranch with fondness.  They also believe no one was taken advantage of either.  The rest of us are just glad it's over, never to be resurrected.

As for me, I'm glad I had the unmitigated balls to contact the Contra Costa Building Inspection service and report the illegal construction.  I was even more happy that it was ordered to be taken down.  Even better, I was happy to see that fines were applied as well as additional property tax because the Witches were more intent on obfuscation and concealment than being good citizens.

Now that the property is being sold, I have to address some of the people who claimed my actions were based in vengeance or some other kind of unwarranted motivation.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Your neighbor does some fucked-up-shit to his house (and one of mine did) that endangers the safety and integrity of your home or does some construction on the DL that allows him to do something totally illegal that will eventually fuck up your insurance rates because when his house falls over, it will take yours with it and your report to the city is an act of vengeance?

Eat me.

The construction activities of the Witches were indeed illegal and they were forced to remedy it - as well as pay fines and increased taxes.  Of course the consequence was a safe and legal building.  That a poor sucker thinking he's buying a nice ranch for himself and his family doesn't deserve to have a little protection from the Witches legerdemain never occurred to those who cry "vengeance".

Sure, I might have said nothing.  Someone would make an offer on the Ranch, find that financing was impossible as the building was not flood-safe and therefore disqualified from National Flood Insurance (a must for any mortgage lender).  Maybe that buyer would find private financing or would pay cash (which would make Robin Dumolin's withered clam dripping wet with excitement) and later discover he'd been had.  A lawsuit may begin but why make a hapless buyer suffer through legal process when he shouldn't in the first place?  Or maybe the buyer will just try to negotiate a lower price due to the illegal construction (essentially getting it for free)?  Are you kidding?

No.  The right thing was to make a report of illegal construction.  The right thing was to wait until the Ranch was on the market.  If the Blue Sky Ranch fell on the heads of the Witches, it's their property and their risk.  That, we can leave alone.

Putting one over on the public - not so much.

At any rate, this is another one of the Witches failed enterprises we will add to the long list of failed enterprises Reverend Bill Duby left behind.

And it is proof that the only profitable activity Bill Duby, Angela Silva and Robin Dumolin ever engaged in was fleecing their followers and keeping them under their thumb.

The Biggest Losers

Anyway, while I was stuck in front of the TV watching people get whipped to an inch of their lives, made to do things they would never would have thought to do so viewers can take pleasure in watching their bodies move in unusual ways, I realized it was the "Biggest Loser" on the big screen and not porn.

Of course my mind works in wonderfully warped ways.  Tonight the perverse thought conceived in my noggin and emitted onto the interweb is how the bodies of the Academy for Psychic Studies followers, "staff" members and founders changed as they delved deeper and deeper into the depths of the psychotic miasma they call "meditation".

As I was watching "The Biggest Loser" while handcuffed to the sofa, I realized there was a certain corpulent turd who has been one cheeseburger away from a triple bypass for years.  Many others found themselves gaining extra poundage as well.  

The psychotic founder, William Duby, was no exception.  When he started his psychic cesspit, Duby had a fairly trim body, reminiscent of the athlete he used to be.  At that time, Duby had been practicing the idiotic crap he learned from the Berkeley Psychic Institute for only a few years.

Some years later (and not that many after he began using the BPI bullshit) Bill Duby started to lose his athletic form and traded it in for a beer gut, pockmarked complexion, thinning hair and other such reduction in this formerly svelte appearance.

So, what's the connection?

Well, as sitting motionless for hours contemplating how your ass will be kicked if you move prematurely, or what would happen if you piss your pants because Robin Dumolin is standing nearby with a cat 'o nine tales blocking the door to the shithouse leaves little time to prepare a healthy meal or get some fucking exercise.

It never failed.  Those who entered the demoralizing and perverse practices of the Academy for Psychic Studies entered with their bodies one hell of a lot thinner (and their wallets a lot fatter) then left with their bellies hanging over their belts and the cult goon chasing them to pay the account balances that mysteriously grew and grew with unknown  charges and were never credited with payments.

You could tell who were most affected by the sedentary lifestyle: they were the people who were healthy and fit when you saw them for the first time.  After years of sitting, eyes closed, the only activity the waving of hands in the air and feeling up an imaginary rose, after years of eating only fast food on the run because the spiritual lifestyle requires you being on the road to be paraded for public ridicule, eating idiotic amounts of chocolate because Angela Silva and Robin Dumolin encourage you to satisfy your spiritual urges by buying dozens of Hershey bars from their vending machines, the slim and attractive neophytes became fat, discouraged and bitter seasoned vets (but highly psychic ones).

You would think the head psychotic would encourage his lame followers to abandon the destructive lifestyle that caused ruin to their health.

Yeah, you might.  The dead bastard did insult anyone with so much as an extra ounce of poundage and singled out those with beer guts matching his own as being so possessed , the unfortunate victim's body was trying to protect itself from the resident spirit's evil nature.

Of course, Bill's own corpulence was dismissed as psychic protection against the evils committed by his followers as his own spiritual presence was unimpeachable (under penalty of death).

So think about it: if you were practicing something that made you sit on your ass for hours a day, if you worked a "voluntary" schedule sitting around writing idiotic and incomprehensible missives, if your schedule were so filled with useless tasks and travel to decrepit and dilapidated places meals were whatever you can get at Burger King's drive-thru window, you'd make yourself a Michelin Man in no time.

If that is the case (and you know that is true for the Academy for Psychic Studies) why in hell would anyone engage in something that unhealthy for you?

Oh, it's for the two minutes of spiritual enlightenment you get just before you have a heart attack.

My bad...

The Academy for Psychic Studies - It's not made up.

Dammit, Robin!  Get a wax!

...and hit the gym while you're at it!

One of the things I noticed very strongly when I see any videos, publications, web sites or any other damn publicly available promotional crap from the Academy for Psychic Studies is the dumpy, frumpy and unimpressive appearance of the unfortunate members thrust into the public eye.

When preparing for the all-important public display, Witch Angela Silva and her counterpart Robin Dumolin benefit from shopping sprees at Macy's, mani-pedis at the day spa, botox, cosmetic surgery, the finest make-up and only the most skilled hair stylists, affording them the most angelic and divine countenance for their photo or video shoot.  

The followers, however, are left to their own devices.

Most All of them have far fewer resources than the Witches, so their method of preparation for their public appearances is pretty much brushing the dandruff from their well-worn secondhand shirt, wiping their hair with gasoline to remove the grease and hoping the camera won't pick up their blemishes.

Take a look at the current Academy for Psychic Studies web site (and this link goes to the appropriate Google page - not the actual site you fucking SRF troll).

It won't take long to view the remaining staph members - there are only a few of them.  However, you'll notice something very similar about their pictures and very different about the Witches' pictures.

While the Witches have benefited from their image consultants and on-call makeup artists, the followers' appearance is nothing more than whatever they threw together in the 30 seconds they had before their picture was taken at gunpoint.

I'll have to say, one woman looks fresh-faced and takes fair pride in presenting a pleasant appearance.

The rest look like they rode a motorcycle through a hailstorm.

It's so illustrative of the vast divide between leaders and followers or in this case, Witches and their victims.

When you have the resources to present the kind of public image you want and have no responsibilities in the world except to beat your deluded followers into keeping you as carefree as you desire, you'll look as fresh as a newborn baby.

That's not just what we see in the Witches - it's an accepted scientific theory backed up by research.  I even wrote about it.

So it's no wonder that the followers look beat down, downtrodden and decrepit.

Wouldn't an extreme makeover been helpful?  Sure, if you could afford it.  These people not only cannot, they have been so brainwashed into thinking their outer appearance is meaningless they actually make their outer appearance as meaningless as it could possibly be.

Well in the warm and nourishing environment of the Academy for Psychic Studies, wouldn't the Witches of Ellsworth Street have been as charitable as they say and spent a few of their hard-stolen dollars to revive their flock and give them the appearance of vitality, prosperity and the attractiveness of, you know, living people?

As that would cost the Witches a few dollars on some nice clothes from the discount store, a beauty school student to practice makeup and hair styling on them and the annoyance of having all six of the fuckers in SRF HQ at once while a professional photographer worked magic, it was a non-starter.

Once again, the Witches of Ellsworth have used the whip when they needed to offer a carrot.

The small investment in clothes, makeup, a decent haircut and style have cost them more than the would have gained.  With the repulsive images of the followers in such contrast to the fresh-from-the-spa appearance of the Witches, more prospective victims will turn and vomit into the nearest trash can than reach for the phone for a reading or click through to a class signup.

As for what they might have gained, with appearance being important with the segment of the public interested in their targets, the frumpy and backwoods presentation of the staff members projects an image of lackadaisical and careless attitude to the public.  In the mind of the public, those who do not care for themselves would not care for the public.

So by their own public presentation  the Academy for Psychic Studies have shown once again how little they care for the welfare of those they serve and how much the Witches care for what they can get.

  

Slim Pickings at The Academy for Psychic Studies

Beans, Beans - The Magical Fruit...

OK, so this is what I really think about

The Academy for Psychic Studies

So during my usual perusal of the Academy for Psychic Studies' vacuous and intentionally condescending online defecations, I noticed one person in particular.

No, it's not Yoda.  It's not Fat Bastard or Fred and Ethel from I Love Lucy either.

There's a hanger-on who's just hanging on.  What the fuck she's hanging on for is anyone's guess.  Well, maybe I can figure it out - or at least take a guess.

You see, this hanger-on is a aspiring filmmaker.  She actually got a chance to  make her own film.  I actually got a chance to see it.  That is 90 minutes I'll never get back.  I was hoping to catch a nap while I saw it.  No chance of that - I had nausea that kept me running to the bathroom.

So since the film thing didn't exactly pan out for this person, she was reduced to returning to her roots (such as they are).

She's one of, oh... ONE who's commenting on the Academy for Psychic Studies' Facebook page and she has the honor of warming a metal chair during the Academy's monthly "church" service.  She must be the only one besides the six decrepit staph members at the monthly service.  I wonder how she does it?  You know, slipping out the back door before Robin Dumolin rummages around in her pockets while Angela Silva slaps her in the face.

Well, I guess she's used to Angela Silva slapping her in the face.  She's the one who was told in no uncertain terms to stop participating in psychic readings and other acts of insanity unless she was prepared to fork over a couple large as a down payment to repeat the psychic education she had completed with distinction some years earlier, and pay out some $400 a month because Angela said so.

It's not that the hanger-on was found to be deficient in her psychic education - the Witches of Ellsworth Street found themselves a little light in the bank account and the hanger-on had some extra Benji's lying around.

That's the whole thing - you never can leave the Academy for Psychic Studies unless you are willing and able to not only turn your back on them but fart in their general direction as well.  Whatever sign of weakness you may display, the Witches will be ready to pounce like a cat after a mouse.

And like a cat, they'll play with you again and again until you are exhausted.  After a brief recovery, you'll be played with again, allowed to recover again until the cycle repeats.  Your film sucks, and Angela will tell you to pay out a ton so she can help you heal the suckifying energy that caused your film to suck.  Not that a lack of talent was the real cause.  You can't con someone into paying you a shitpot of money if you say they are talent-less.  You can if you tell them you can remove energy that blocks their talent-less-ness from expressing their true lack of talent, though.

So, I guess that's why the Witches insisted the hanger-on start paying again for classes she already completed.



Now as far as who's going there and who's new.  Well, the answer is pretty much the same as always.  People come in.  People leave.  You notice I didn't say they stay.

Untrue Believers at The Academy for Psychic Studies

If you take a look at the latest crap posted on the Academy for Psychic Studies' web site, you might notice something.  Apart from the dearth of classes offered and the usual collection of useless garbage, it's the forced smiles and happy expressions on the withered countenances of the remaining staff members.

On the surface, they look like a happy bunch.  They would have to.  If they didn't, Angela Silva will throw another of her inconsolable tantrums while Robin Dumolin begins to grease up a baseball bat for a little internal spiritual healing.

So if the remaining few are so happy on the outside, what is happening on the inside?

Here's something you need to consider before you hook up with this psychotic crew: how many of them are really living the kind of life they say you would have when you are also ensnared in their web?

Well, look at one of the staff members posing so happily on the web site.  You know who that is - the one who looks like Yoda.

This person used to have a fairly normal life.  Good work, good relationships and was otherwise getting by in life.  As we all do, this person wound up hitting a couple of speed bumps in life.  No worries.  Since there are things we all face in life, that isn't unexpected.  It's a sad thing, though, to see what really happened - it isn't all the Academy for Psychic Studies wants you to believe.

Making a great start as an independent person with some business experience, she fell into a bad crowd.  That crowd was lurking behind the gate at the Academy for Psychic Studies.

Once drawn in after an easy, breezy meditation class, a warm and nourishing healing class and class after other class and even more classes she reached the pinnacle of the Academy for Psychic Studies - ministerial ordination.

So you would think such a monumental achievement would bless this person with all the universal knowledge to make her happy, healthy, wealthy and whole, right?

Yeah.  We all believed in the Easter Bunny too.

Look at her current life: living alone in a ghetto apartment with other followers and scrutinized daily for any sign she may be slipping away into a life free from the Academy.  Though of retirement age, retirement is only a dream.  Her money is spent on more classes at the Academy for Psychic Studies.  Spare time?  Well, that is spent at the Academy for Psychic Studies as well.  How about relationships with family, friends or just plain folks?  There aren't any.

Well, isn't the Academy teachings of prosperity and fulfillment designed to aid those who can have it?  Sure, and she is a great example of what happens when you can.  As a chief spokeswoman for reaching health and wealth through giving away 10% to 30% of your weekly earnings as well as giving away the first two weeks of your hard-earned wages every year AND 10% to 30% of your entire asset base (including your clothes, car, home if you own one, retirement savings and even your credit lines) every year, you have to ask how many riches and how much health she has achieved.

Well, the answer is brief: not a damn thing.

She has no home, a crap car, old clothes purchased from the Salvation Army, no retirement investments, few belongings and is alone save the five other benighted followers of the Academy for Psychic Studies.  As for health, a condition requiring hip replacement and other serious maladies have plagued her for a while now.

Whatever she did have is long gone.  Much of it spent to support the Witches of Ellsworth Street and the psychotic founder of the Academy for Psychic Studies.

But that is only one story, you say!  Well how about a few more:

There is a large fellow who is a Navy vet who spends time fooling around with networks, breaking them as often as repairing them and dabbles with essential oils for who-knows-what.  He had been a talented glass artist and is basically an OK person when not engaged in the psychotic delusions concocted by the Academy for Psychic Studies.

However, those delusions as well as his oils are all he has.

Yep.  No wife, no home, an old van to drive and not much else.  He does have a room at psychotic HQ and fills his spare time teaching classes on psychosis for the Academy, so I guess he's doing quite well.

As for the walking corpulent turd, one cheeseburger away from a heart attack, a career as a chef, musical talent, a great relationship with a beautiful woman and some prospect of a good life all flew out the window when he joined up.  So did a much lighter body.

Today's turd gripes about paying child support while getting in the face of those who aren't paying what the Witches of Ellsworth Street believe they are owed, keeping a watchful eye on the inmates of the residential confinement facility the Academy operates, struggles from day to day to keep afloat while battling health issues.  As he has a child about to enter adulthood and make that leap toward a bright, promising future, you might believe the child support payments would be turned into assistance for college fees and living expenses, right?

Sure.

If history is any guide, that money will go to the fees and expenses imposed by the Witches of Ellsworth Street for their own living assistance - like their overused American Express card.

But one couple remaining at the Academy does have a comfortable home, a retirement, nice car and is by all appearances has a normal life.

Being of retirement age, Social Security and a pension does help somewhat and having purchased a home decades ago, long before the Academy reared up and consumed them helps.

However, they do operate a day care center in their home for extra income.  So, that kind of throws the retirement thing out the window, I guess.  I would imagine without the hundreds of dollars spent on the Academy every month, the cost of gas they burn up motoring off to wherever they Academy tells them to go, eating at greasy restaurants nightly as they drive to the next Academy-required destination means they have to bring in the extra from somewhere.

As for the one person remaining, how life has changed for the better because of the Academy for Psychic Studies is immeasurable.  That means there's no goddamned way to explain it to anyone as there just isn't a way for anyone to see a change in prosperity at all - unless you want to measure spiritual awareness by way of how much of the Academy for Psychic Studies' garbage she can disgorge in your general direction.

None can truthfully say their beliefs have improved their lives in any meaningful way.  Their minds have turned into Cream of Wheat, their life security has not improved in any tangible manner and whatever life they were meant to live has been usurped and corrupted by a psychotic and his witches. No amount of their proselytization, demonstration or just plain chest-thumping has made their beliefs understandable to those who would be receptive or those would find them attractive.  Their daily struggle to survive in the face of the Academy's adversity has so overtaken them, their message of faith, prosperity and abundance sounds nothing more than that strange buzzing in your ear that happens sometimes.

When you have believers who can neither clearly express their beliefs, nor can they practice or manifest their beliefs, you have to ask: are those beliefs untrue or are the believers untrue?  Either way, whether you hear them, see them, or try to practice them, the believers are as untrue as the beliefs.


When you closely look at the Witches of Ellsworth Street, their reversal of fortune over the last few years is all you need to know about the effectiveness of their practice.  With dwindling income, evaporating interest in the Academy, an unstoppable loss of followers, their own prosperity has gone from perverse to worse.

I mean, look at the key metrics over the years:

From the mid 90's to the present, the Academy for Psychic Studies has seen an ever more rapid turnover of their elite minister staff and serious students.  While the first wave of Academy pioneers remained for well over a decade, starting in the 90's the churn rate accelerated faster and faster as the Psychotic Founder and the Witches of Ellsworth Street became more and more aggressive with their followers.

At any one time, the faces you would see at the Academy would change.  Some were new.  Others were familiar.  Some you had known were no longer there, never spoken of.  Never acknowledged except for the times when they were blamed for whatever misfortunes had occurred, any bad feelings that were present or opportunities in the future no longer available.

The churn at the Academy for Psychic Studies has been high throughout its history.  Students would regularly stop appearing for their weekly mind-control indoctrination and ministers would suddenly vanish and their history with the Academy erased as if they never existed.

Some left on their own, for their own reasons.  Many found themselves at the receiving end of Angela Silva's Nazi jackboot or Robin Dumolin's rhinestone-studded marital aid and were unceremoniously heaved out the iron gate for unknown, incomprehensible or imaginary crimes.  Whatever the reason, the churn of ministers and students was high indeed.

Since the founding of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, over a decade of incomprehensible rambling and psychotic tantrums of the founder, and the insatiable greed and unbridled despotism of the Witches of Ellsworth Street, the ranks of the devoted began to thin.

From a high of nearly 20 devoted, enthusiastic ministers and many more young and enthusiastic students in the mid-90's, the Academy for Psychic Studies student population and loyal ministers slid further and further to the floor.  Today, there are no students and only 6 aged and otherwise physically un-fit ministerial staff remain - too beaten and worn to make an escape.

As for the significance of this decline, except for the obvious, there is a fairly significant point to be made: there has to be at least 12 people who have entered the Academy for Psychic Studies as a "serious" Clairvoyant Training Program student, proceeded to "graduate" as a staff member or have nearly done so for every ONE person remaining.

Think about it: conservatively that is 72 staff members or advanced students GONE, QUIT, VAMOOSED, FUCKED OFF against the 6 staff members who remain.  Even two of the four co-founders of the Academy have been ejected from its warm and nourishing climate into the street, rarely spoken of unless Bill Duby or the Witches needed a someone to blame.

Neither young, enthusiastic and somewhat naive students nor the grizzled, old ministers were spared the indignity of expulsion and the torture of exclusion.  While the Witches demanded their followers treat them with deference, no such compassion or etiquette was afforded a follower - and no one could avoid  offending the Witches.  If you breathed their air, walked their ground, viewed their landscape or heard their wailing, you had all the opportunity you needed to drive Angela Silva into a rage or bring an evil grin to Robin Dumolin as they plotted your punishment and utter humiliation.

In that atmosphere, it is not surprising that 12 gone for each person remaining is conservative indeed.  I haven't even included those who reached the highest level of psychotic training at the Academy for Psychic Studies and pulled the EJECT handle when they realized they were going down in enemy territory.

Those 72+ are simultaneously the lucky ones and the least fortunate ones.  Luckily they got out while they still have a chance at normality. Unfortunately, they did it after the damage was done.

There's still room for true believers at the Academy for Psychic Studies - lots of it.  As there is no one left who can say they have accomplished all their own perverted and cracked beliefs lead them to believe, the opportunity for believers is ripe and if you are ripe as well, you can count on being picked clean.