The Urge to Purge

One of the things that got the Spiritual Rights Foundation madder than my wife seeing bird droppings on her car was the fact I call SRF a “prison”. They pointed it out prominently in their useless legal complaint. Unfortunately for them, there is good, honest evidence that the Spiritual Rights Foundation uses psychological and emotional blackmail and mental torture to retain control over their unsuspecting followers.

When I pointed that out to the world, the Witches of Ellsworth wailed and cried about the unfairness of it all while trying to stick a psychic dagger in my back. Fortunately, I was wearing body armor called the California anti-SLAPP law.

Not only was leaving the Spiritual Rights Foundation discouraged, the founder insisted on using his SRF subsidiary, the Academy for Psychic Studies, as the main tool of confinement. The Academy for Psychic Studies is the “school” operated by the Spiritual Rights Foundation and is the gateway drug into the Spiritual Rights Foundation.

Those taking the “beginning” classes were subjected to mild mind control. Actually, they were warmed up and conditioned to receive more intense control when they progress into the upper levels of “training” at the Academy for Psychic Studies. If you look at psychdoctorate’s blog and YouTube pages, you’ll see how that is done. For us, though, the secrets of the “beginning classes” were still locked away and not revealed.

We never knew that the comforting and quiet meditations and psychic techniques were intended to lull us into a somnambulant and compliant state that allowed even the most headstrong among us to fall under the spell of hypnotic mind control.

Even though we were under the spell, the leaders of SRF (especially the founder, Bill Duby) took no chances. Whenever someone woke up from their slumber, realizing they were living a nightmare, the leaders seized the opportunity to gather students, staff and ministers for a long trance session to “clean out” the urge to live a life of freedom and accept the exploitation, abuse and humiliation of staying in their control.

There were times where some of us were directed into trance exercises intended to erase the urge to leave SRF. I recall more than one occasion where Bill Duby or one of his wives led the introductory level of the Clairvoyant Training Program into a trance intended to purge the urge to leave the cult behind.

I remember one trance session in particular where Bill came in to “teach” to the class. His timing was impeccable: just the week before there were several defections from the Clairvoyant Training Program and some of the ministers were also slipping away. Bill was concerned about keeping his grip on those who remain, while simultaneously throwing tantrums about his declining enrollment.

Bill led the class into a trance state, putting us into the blissful and somewhat energizing state he sought. Then Bill told us the urge to leave SRF never to return would arise in our “space”. He continued to say when that urge reached the point where you had to leave the building, you were to jump out of your chair and head out the front door. However, we were to go no further than the front porch before we turn around and go back to our seats.

One by one, the students leapt from their seats and bolted for the door. Moments later, they calmly returned. Bill repeated this exercise over and over and over again until the students were literally too damn tired to get up and run again.

Now that we were physically as well as emotionally exhausted, Bill proceeded to his next step. He led us into visualizations of the calm and peacefulness of the Spiritual Rights Foundation and then punctuated the calm with images of frightening and disturbing imagery of the outside world.

It’s not the only time Bill Duby used fear to conduct control and enforce loyalty.

So often Bill would rant, rave and throw tantrums about the fearsome and hateful outside world that we expected it almost every day. And we expected that leaving the Spiritual Rights Foundation would be a fate so fearsome and damnable that we did our best to suppress every urge to walk away.

In his book Spiritual Perversion, Steve Sanchez writes about the intense emotions surrounding the thought of leaving the Spiritual Rights Foundation and Bill Duby's dire prediction of the consequences of life in the real, uh that is, the free world:


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I was suddenly seized with intense fear; my heart pounded fiercely and my body was shaking. The trees, street, and walkway around me started swimming. I felt like I was walking in slow motion with a camera on me, and I was about to cross an invisible line into hell. I felt that Rev. Bill and Ang could psychically see what I was doing, and that the heavens were recording the moment that I passed the line of no return. I almost went back in to undo the deal, but I didn’t. I took a deep breath and stopped to think. I decided to risk hell. I knew Ang was personally screwing with me, and my pride and anger wanted to do something about it. Yes, I had to do something about it. I had to fight for myself. Shaking, I went to get into my truck.

The next time I took money on a side job it was scary, but it was a little easier. I remembered that Rev. Bill used to always say, “The first time you steal something it’s hard. The next time it’s hard but a little easier, and then it keeps getting easier and easier. The same kind of thing happens when people leave here, like with **********, *****, and ***** and the rest of them.” Then he said with devastating heat and anger, “I guarantee you this: if you people leave, you will do just like them. First you’ll stop reading! Then you’ll stop running your energy! Then you’ll stop grounding!

With each step your information is lost—it’s erased! You gradually go back to sleep, and I’m telling you! You are a hundred times worse off than if you had never started this. When you go to sleep, it’s spiritual death; it’s exactly like a heroin addict who cuts his wrist because he can’t get another fix. When he cuts his wrist he doesn’t feel pain, he feels euphoria as the blood drains out of his fucking body! When you give in to the spirit of the world, you feel euphoria. It’s got you. You are “sealed” at that vibration like it says in Revelation. The dark angels come up and take you down just like those shadows took the evil guys down in the movie Ghost.”

These images haunted my mind because I was starting to have thoughts of leaving. It was strange how charged these thoughts to leave were; I couldn’t even begin to approach the thought of really doing it. The avalanche of consequences in my mind were unthinkable. My will to move on them was easily and quickly drowned in a sea of guilt, self-condemnation, and fear of hell. To leave was like walking off a cliff into a hellish abyss. I had to hide these thoughts not only from the other members, but from myself and God.


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The urge to purge the Spiritual Rights Foundation from your spiritual belly would come up now and again. But as you see, they used fear, intimidation and the tactics of a playground bully to maintain control.

Lest you think all that died with Bill Duby's timely demise from a cardiac arrest, think again. The fear of anyone and anything outside the sacred circle of the Spiritual Rights Foundation looms large.

And as it always has, the Academy for Psychic Studies instills and enforces the demented and perverse sense of loyalty demanded by the leadership.

How a psychic school could become that perverted and controlling is well beyond the understanding of good and decent people.

But perverted and controlling is exactly what it was intended to be.

Your journey with the Academy for Psychic Studies starts with a free healing. Go try them out. You won't pay until later.  Maybe too late.

What is keeping The Academy For Psychic Studies Together?

The Cult of Personality.

It's a group that is formed around a certain flamboyant or charismatic person - which describes William Duby, the founder of the Academy for Psychic Studies pretty well.

Bill kept us entranced with his humorous stories of studying at the foot of Lewis Bostwick, the founder of the Berkeley Psychic Institute.  We believed Bostwick helped develop Bill's superior psychic abilities and helped Bill become more aware of the spiritual information he would eventually pass along to us.

It kept us together - even in trying times such as from the year 2000 when the scandalous activities of the Academy for Psychic Studies were revealed to the public.

Our belief that Bill was blessed by God and trained by Lewis Bostwick Himself cemented our faith in Rev. Bill Duby.

We came to see Bill as an earthly incarnation of Christ Himself, as the heir-apparent to Lewis Bostwick's legacy.

Bill's stories of learning at the foot of a true spiritual master formed the foundation of the Academy for Psychic Studies doctrine.

The only problem: none of it was true.

Bill's claim that he was hated by the staff of the Berkeley Psychic Institute while loved by Lewis Bostwick sounded unusual to say the least.  But, who of us would be able to find the truth?  None of us were allowed to visit BPI nor were we allowed to speak with anyone from BPI.

Now we know why.  

Psychdoctorate left this little gem on Joy's blog:

I recently received and email from another graduate who told me something about Bill Duby. Now this graduate is so dismayed at the abuse which went on in the church, especially those surrounding trance. This person was there for a long time, over 15 years and a lot longer than I was. This person told me that even though they never met the Bill, it was common knowledge that Lewis thought Bill was dangerously twisted.


Just a little food for thought.

Oh and just a reminder to all the SRFers out there, your illustrious founder was not ever close to Lewis at all. He never took a single class directly from him, he took it all at the Walnut Creek satellite institute. Lewis visited that place very infrequently and never taught there ever!

Bill was never close to Lewis Bostwick. In fact, it appears that Bostwick didn't just hate Bill, he appeared to
fear Bill.
 
Now some number of years after Bill Duby dropped dead on the floor, I have to wonder what tall tales are being created to manipulate the remaining faithful few into compliance?  What is the core doctrine, the stories so funny that you fall out of your chair?  What is the inspiration for the teaching keeping the Academy for Psychic Studies alive?
 
If your guess is like mine, it has to be: NOT A DAMN THING!
 
After I saw two of my fellow Clairvoyant Training Program students set up bodywork and psychic reading practices carefully not mentioning their time at the Academy for Psychic Studies I had to believe the tall tales were losing their persuasive grip on the psyche and intellect of the followers.
 
That kind of explains why the newer, younger members decided to become ex-members.  It doesn't explain why the older members are becoming even older members.
 
I can't speak for them but while I was there, it was momentum, inertia, and just plain complacency.  Bill called it "stewing in your fat".
 
Well Bill, that fat is the remains of your own bowels.  And like moving your bowels, the fat and garbage will run out at some point, even without a high colonic.  So now that movement is long over, dispair, fatigue and just plain mental numbness have overtaken those who remain at this nutty cult.
 
With the Witches of Ellsworth ruling by fear, intimidation and the ever-present demand for work and money, the elaborate and incomprehensible tall tales that kept us rapt in attention and sonambulent in trance were never told.  At least when Bill told them, we got a couple hours of entertainment out of it.  The Witches way of keeping people in line (which they warmly call "being in the energy") is to forget the entertainment and go for the throat.
 
Actually, they go for the wallet.  They are just more direct about it than Bill ever was.  Bill had the con man's charm, allowing him to lift your wallet unnoticed.  The Witches of Ellsworth just slap you in the face while they rummage around in your pocket for lunch money.
 
There seems to be no discernible statement of doctrine or statement of purpose at the Academy for Psychic Studies' new web site.  I would expect that is intended.  I mean, why tell people about yourself before they show up at your dungeon?  If they come in, you can slam the gate behind them and keep them around until they get the same glazed look in their eyes we had when we joined up.
 
I actually think there was never a real doctrine at the Academy - unless you can call the snatching of purses, picking pockets, corrupting your children and operating the world's craziest con game a doctrine.
 
So, maybe the Academy for Psychic Studies never lost their direction after all!  It appears they never had one in the first place.
 
 
Don't be fooled by the new, minimalist look of this wacky cult.  It's minimalist for a good reason: so you'll find a minimum of information online before you are trapped in the dungeon.
 
And that's why this blog will continue to tell our side of the story, our own truthful experiences, our own opinions on what this cult did to us and the ones we care about.