Robert Earl Burton founded The Fellowship of Friends in the San Francisco Bay Area in 1970.

Burton modeled his own group after that of Alex Horn, loosely borrowing from the Fourth Way teachings of Gurdjieff and Ouspensky. In recent years, the Fellowship has cast its net more broadly, embracing any spiritual tradition that includes (or can be interpreted to include) the notion of "presence."

The Fellowship of Friends exhibits the hallmarks of a "doomsday religious cult," wherein Burton exercises absolute authority, and demands loyalty and obedience. He warns that his is the only path to consciousness and eternal life. Invoking his gift of prophecy, he has over the years prepared his flock for great calamities (e.g. a depression in 1984, the fall of California in 1998, nuclear holocaust in 2006, and an ominous, yet unspecified new threat late in 2018.) While non-believers shall perish, through the direct intervention and guidance from 44 angels (including his divine father, Leonardo da Vinci) Burton and his followers will be spared, founding a new, and more perfect civilization.

Many regard Robert Earl Burton a narcissist and sociopath, surrounded by a largely greed- and power-driven inner circle. The following pages offer abundant evidence supporting that conclusion.

This archive draws on official Fellowship publications and websites, news archives, court documents, cult education and awareness forums, the (former) Fellowship Wikipedia page, the long-running Fellowship of Friends - Living Presence Discussion, the Internet Archive, the (former) Fellowship of Friends wiki project, and the editor's own 13-year experience in the Fellowship.

Presented in a reverse chronology, the Fellowship's history may be navigated via the "Blog Archive" located in the sidebar below.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Another attempted suicide?

"Opus 111" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 6, 2011:
Rumor has it that there may be another member who recently attempted to end his life… It would be someone long-employed in house keeping at the Galleria. If he is whom I think, he is a rather meek individual who largely keeps to himself, never displayed in REB entourage.

House keeping at the galleria! The amount of emotional garbage alone would be enough to drive anybody insane.

The rumor goes on to say that the individual in question took an overdose of medications but was unsuccessful at ending his days. Result: he is somewhere under wraps, in a chemical strait jacket. Nobody ever said REB was not good at putting people to sleep.

"Opus111" added:
It is supposed to be D.v.d W..d [a member for over 30 years].

"Palmyra" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 7, 2011:
178 Opus 111 [above]

Do you know how is he? I know that D v W d worked for the Goldman’s for many years, so maybe the shock of Abraham’s suicide was very disheartening for him. I also know that he was a true believer and thought that Robert and the fellowship were authentic at least during my time there. I always liked him, though I thought he was very naive or was in complete denial – having worked in the Galleria for many years, he must have known what was going on, though he had the belief, I think, that the lower cannot understand the higher – like many of us who were brainwashed into believing that.

"My2Bits" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 7, 2011:

My heartfelt best wishes go out to D.W., if indeed he is in the difficult situation that some describe here. He was a good friend of mine for many years.

I remember when he was invited to Renaissance/Apollo/Isis from Germany to be a tour guide at the then Goethe Academy. He is a Goethe expert. It was to be his mission to help educate students in the finer points of European culture through describing the works of art displayed there. Housekeeper was to be his part-time job.

But the cultural emphasis shifted over the years to the Asian (Ming) phase, to the Egyptian phase, and so on, making his original mission more or less ‘history’.

After year upon year of tending to menial housekeeping duties at the cloistered Galleria, working for peanuts and depending on part-time, off-campus jobs to get by, seeing his youth and idealism as well as his ability to re-enter society slip away, perhaps it just became too much. I wish him, as ever, a clear way forward.

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