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| Robert Earl Burton and his harem in Egypt |
[ed. - Below, "ryanopoo" mentions the "Ming House," which is Fellowship Director Ethan Harris' Oregon House home. While the Fellowship was pursuing having the Galleria classified as a tax-exempt public art museum, the Ming House was used as Robert Burton's temporary "off-campus" residence. Of course, he was always accompanied by members of his male harem.]
"ryanopoo" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 25, 2015:
I recall a telling comment made by Conscious Bob [Robert Burton] to a close confidant of his, around the time that Richard Busby [Buzbee] was making his story known. Bob apparently said and I have no reason to doubt the source; “Anyone in the Ming House after midnight is fair game.” That’s a student he’s talking about.. maybe your husband or son…..fair game – a chicken or wild animal that’s there for him to trap and torture. If anyone is in doubt about the predator mind set, how he actually thinks about his darling students, you might do well to ponder.
"ryanopoo" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 25, 2015:
Had to laugh looking at the first shot of, “The Be Pyramid”, Strikes me as Asaf Braverman’s attempt, to scoop up all of Conscious Bob’s Rhino droppings, stick it in the blender with the 4th Way and hey presto, “A New Muddle of the Universe”, if you missed the video, check out, #46 Associated Press above. There’s Ouspensky, Gurdjieff and Rodney Collin and somewhere hoovering [sic?] above them must be Bob and Assup bringing it all up to date in the tradition of, The 4th Way… Wait up now, let’s look at this tradition; Ouspensky denounced Gurdjieff and warned everyone that the mischievous Armenian was incorrectly crystalised, Later abandoning the 4th Way, something he’d cobbled together from Gurdjieff’s teaching. He definitively announced, “We tried it, it does not work” His group continues at, Colet House in the beautiful building he used to occupy just around the corner from Barons Court tube station in Hammersmith, London, it’s called, The Study Centre or The Center for Non-Duality. There’s Gurdjieff who said Ouspensky was, “nice to drink vodka with, but a weak man.” never had a system, said he offered, “A compendium of methods”. His peeps started the Gurdjieff foundation and far as I can tell are building the equivalent of a Cathedral for Gurdjieff. Rodney Collin, Ouspensky’s pupil, hard to say. Don’t mean to cast aspertions [sic], but he died falling out of a bell tower in Mexico [actually, Cusco, Peru]. Seemed sincere to me, but caught up in the 4th Way, Holy Grail delusion. There may be some straggling remnants of a group in Mexico. Then there’s a few fringe crazy groups like the Fellowship of Friends that sprout up. There was James Randazzo, a student of Conscious Bob, he’s in jail now I believe [no longer], then there’s conscious Bob and Braverman. Bob should have been sent to live by the sea a long time ago for his own good. He’d be happy with a knotted handkerchief on his head, counting the waves in multiples of three and ordering them, “Back”. Braverman, seems happy in his, “folie a deux” – soon the madness for two will be all his. So, there’s no “Tradition” of the 4th Way, just in case you’re looking for one. The “Be” pyramid video above, is an invitation to work with others in a shared psychosis. For the benefit of guess who?
"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 25, 2015:
Ryanopoo [above], along the same lines, when I was in the throes of leaving and no longer was ‘giving a damn for the consequences’, I summoned up the courage to ask some questions of those who knew more than I did. Several people formerly close to Burton mentioned that he had told them, “Influence C provides these young men as a reward for my hard work”. !! It is true that I don’t know much about any of the later cohorts of young men known by some as, “Robert’s boys”; some of them may indeed have hidden depths of character. I base my opinions about them on what I observed (in my day) appeared to be common weaknesses of character. As far as power is concerned, I try to avoid being pedantic and claiming that all healthy relationships are based on exactly equal power, but I do claim in my own experiences and from what I see around me that any imbalance can’t be too extreme, or at least manifest too extremely, if the relationship is to be healthy. For example, males are stronger, on average, than females, but males generally agree (and manifest) to not rape their partners, don’t they? But, one could ask, what is happening in a stable submissive/dominant relationship? I’d say is that it is healthy if there is a negotiated agreement, including freedom to leave with no physical or psychological consequences; unhealthy if not. It’s a big subject, with lots of shades of gray. I do think that overcoming the reluctance of straights is part of Burton’s power play and adds to the thrill of conquest. In the general population, some sex partners voluntarily use an aspect of this (mock rape, bondage, role playing) to add an extra layer of erotic excitement. For this to work, there must always be an infallible “out”, that is, the trust that the “out” (for example, a ‘safe’ word) will be honored. But, I don’t believe that there is any prior agreement in the case of Burton and his ‘boys’, and I never heard any evidence of an “out”. I use the word satyriasis in my posts as a sort of reminder, because amount is indeed an important indicator, IMO. Satyriasis is a mental illness, and combined with narcissistic personality disorder, makes a potent combination. This is a difficult area, because who can help being mentally ill? But, that certainly doesn’t excuse the behavior, whose consequences are unacceptable. And it certainly doesn’t excuse the condoning of Burton’s behavior by his enablers, or worse, the feeding of his needs and excesses, or writing off the damage as merely collateral.
"ryanopoo" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 25, 2015:
Ames you are entirely correct about Bob’s diseased belief, that a band of disembodied poets and painters provide him with scooby snacks, er sorry… people, as sex gifts and toys. There is a post somewhere back along the line here, where someone recounts the story of travelling with Burton. Carlos C [Caruncho] at one point says he no longer wants to have sex with Burton, to which he responds, “You are a gift to me from C influence, take two weeks off” He definitely believes that people are gifted to him to possess, seduce and use for sex until he’s bored. Anna’s post reminded me of the story of Bob’s Valentine Day blow job marathons, apparently after each munchkin in the parade has been molested, he offers them a chocolate from a heart shaped chocolate box, only one. It sends a neat message that sucking them off is equal to one candy for him. Bob gulps down the equivalent of a whole wine bottle of semen on Valentines Day. I’m broadminded, but sorry that’s kind of creepy. Bob believes that C influence sends him snacks, sexpresso is or was one of his funny euphemisms, but sometimes the angels tease him, like when his predictions for mass extermination don’t come when he says. He has to hunt the prey down maybe, or give them illegally prescribed Viagra when they go all hetero on him. Heard the story of a recent departee from the compound. He’d been around for a couple of years without being devoured and was finally given the ultimatum. Get a good job and make teaching payments or have sex with Bob. Nice choice, job and pay Bob or 100 bucks a week on salary as paid prostitute for Bob. I believe he left. Another someone I know has returned expressly to get money for sex. Conscious Bob wakes each day and gets a hard on just from being Conscious Bob. He intones his sequence and is stunned by his own conscious magnificence, then gets hornier than a hound dog, all day. Business as usual in, Neverland.
"Tim Campion" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 26, 2015:
ryanopoo [above], Were you referring to this post by “foolofit”? On the same page, also see this earlier comment by foolofit, “a night guard for 8 years at the galleria.”
"ryanopoo" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 26, 2015:
No not that one Tim though like Conscious Bob, it’s a cracker. I think it’s from around that period. If I have a moment outside of time I’ll look for it. Bob likes to load up his bus with six or eight boys and go shopping. Reminds me of an alcoholic who has to travel with a six pack. It’s a story from a journey along those lines. Unless you mean the story of Richard Laurel [Richard Buzbee], he’s the one [who] prompted Bob to pronounce that anyone in the Ming House, (the house where he lived) after midnight, was fair game. There’s so much back in the annals of the blog that would make a sane persons hair curl. What manner of mental gymnastics must a person perform to be present to all that and ignore it at the same time?
