Roger Kent "completed his task by his own hand"

[ed. - To "complete one's task" is a Fellowship of Friends euphemism for death.]

Roger Kent was a Fellowship of Friends member since 1976. His memorial page can be found on the Fellowship's Elysian Society website. Transcript of his February 2, 2019 memorial service: Funeral Service for Roger Kent. In 2010, Roger sat for a brief Fellowship promotional video.

Robert Earl Burton offically declared an angel

Robert Earl Burton with one of his designated "conscious beings" (and fellow angel) Benjamin Franklin (Photo: Apollo University)

[ed. - It was recently communicated that Robert Earl Burton is now among the men (and one woman) who are immortal angels (conscious beings in Fellowship of Friends parlance.) Burton is the only incarnate angel.

For nearly five decades, Burton declared there were 44 angels, all of whom were personally assisting the Fellowship of Friends. 44 was the most important number in Fellowship lore. Now, quite suddenly and mysteriously, 37 additional angels have been revealed. (The criteria for identifying and certifying angels remains unknown.) We must assume that 81 will now be the magic number followers search for on license plates, in addresses and phone numbers, and attach to their profiles. An insider provided the following complete (until revised) list of the 44+37 “men (and one woman) who became angels.” They are listed in order of date of birth. See also: The 44]

1. Joseph
2. Moses
3. Amenemope
4. Solomon
5. Homer
6. Solon
7. Ezekiel
8. Lao-Tzu (Laozi)
9. Gautama Buddha
10. Confucius
11. Pindar
12. Sophocles
13. Phidias
14. Socrates
15. Plato
16. Aristotle
17. Lysippos
18. Cicero (Marcus Tullius Cicero)
19. Virgil (Publius Vergilius Maro)
20. Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
21. Jesus Christ
22. Paul the Apostle
23. Peter the Apostle
24. Epictetus
25. Marcus Aurelius
26. Saint Augustine of Hippo
27. Muhammad
28. Omar Khayyam
29. Al-Ghazali (Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali)
30. Bernard of Clairvaux
31. Maimonides (Moses ben Maimon)
32. Ibn Arabi
33. Bahauddin
34. Rumi (Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī)
35. Dante Alighieri
36. Giotto di Bordone
37. Simone Martini
38. Petrarch (Francesco Petrarcha)
39. Hafiz (Khwāja Shams-ud-Dīn Muḥammad Ḥāfeẓ-e Shīrāzī)
40. Geoffrey Chaucer
41. Andrei Rublev
42. Jan van Eyck
43. Fra Angelico
44. Kabir
45. Petrus Christus
46. Leonardo da Vinci
47. Guru Nanak
48. Titian (Tiziano Vecelli)
49. Dosso Dossi
50. Jacopo Pontormo
51. Paolo Veronese
52. Michel de Montaigne
53. Queen Elizabeth I
54. Miguel de Cervantes
55. William Shakespeare
56. Peter Paul Rubens
57. Velázquez (Diego Rodríguez de Silva y Velázquez)
58. Rembrandt (Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn)
59. John Milton
60. Antonio Vivaldi
61. Johann Sebastian Bach
62. Jean-Baptiste-Simeon Chardin
63. Benjamin Franklin
64. Jean-Antoine Houdon
65. Francisco Goya
66. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
67. William Blake
68. William Wordsworth
69. Hans Christian Andersen
70. Abraham Lincoln
71. Walt Whitman
72. Jean-Leon Gerome
73. Lewis Carroll
74. George Ivanovich Gurdjieff
75. Silouan the Athonite
76. Rainier Maria Rilke
77. Peter Ouspensky (Pyotr Demianovich Ouspenskii)
78. Meher Baba
79. Rodney Collin
80. Alexander Francis Horn
81. Robert Earl Burton

Robert Burton attacks Asaf Braverman for being unfaithful

“Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise!

One thing at least is certain - This Life flies;

One thing is certain and the rest is Lies -

The Flower that once has blown forever dies.”

― Omar Khayyám, The Rubáiyát

This video offers a glimpse of Robert Burton's vengeful effort to limit damage from Asaf Braverman's departure.

[ed. - This post appears twice in the timeline: November 12, 2018, when "Cult Survivor" posted their comment on the Fellowship Discussion, and October 30, 2016, when the meeting took place. In his monologue, Burton compares Asaf to Miles Barth, another budding "conscious being" who chose to leave him. See also: Asaf Braverman departs and Robert Burton reveals his petty dictator persona. Cult Survivor removed the original video from his YouTube page. In November, 2021, it was reported that Cult Survivor rejoined the Fellowship. Perhaps he'll now adopt the moniker "Cult Advisor."]

"Cult Survivor" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, November 12, 2018:

GEMS OF FOF HISTORY

Here [video above] are the first 4 minutes of a meeting led by Robert on October 30th, 2016, 9 days after the expulsion of Asaf from the Fellowship of Friends. Robert mentions that Asaf is “going from bad to worse”, that “he is controlled by the lower self” and that “he is going to the end of the Ray of Creation”. Robert also comments on a picture he received of a tombstone with the name “Pierce”, which is the last name of Asaf’s wife indicating that it is a “sign from C Influence”, implying that her departure from the FoF with Asaf is a sinister fact (he also stated a few months later that the death from cancer of Denise, the wife of a person in Italy named Fabrizio that left the FoF to join “Asaf’s school”, occurred because “she was involved in a nasty play” and sent her a personal message inviting her to rejoin the FoF “in order to be saved”). At the end of the video Robert notes the coincidence that the angel that was supposed to wake Asaf up was Abraham Lincoln, the same “secret messenger” that was supposed to wake Miles up, and ends saying that “when you talk about as many things as I do you don’t even have thoughts about getting them all right”.

NOTE: Asaf was very close to Robert during the 18 years he was in the Fellowship of Friends — he was part of the “triumvirate” with Dorian and Alexandr (Sasha) and was the dean of the Fellowship of Friends until June 2016, 4 months before his expulsion.

https://www.dropbox.com/s/g96sntuqubhb18e/Mtg_Robert_103016.mp4?dl=0

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5IyRlHt7SM&list=PLhGJr3YwOrGbzJzIMjG2gTVexVKghbBPK&index=2&t=0s

 [ed. - While an ex-member of the Fellowship, Cult Survivor made the above video public via his DropBox and YouTube accounts. (The video and links appeared on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion.) Apparently, while preparing to rejoin the Fellowship, Cult Survivor had a change of heart and withdrew the video from public view.] 

Robert Burton's appointed heirs Dorian Matei (l) and Asaf Braverman (r) in more auspicious days

Aftermath and The Final 1500

"With the [Fall of California] prediction behind us, the energies that were focused on preparation are now flowing into new channels. A bounty of visitors arrived to share the October experience [Fall of California?], bringing a remarkable atmosphere of love, valuation, and service. Apollo d’Oro was crackling with energy, the Galleria hummed with non-stop events, and octaves all around Apollo benefitted from an abundance of volunteers." - News from Apollo, November 2018

The fantasy now is ending. It's time to return to Kansas (or Arkansas).
Toto pulled back the curtain on the fraud in 1939, the same year Robert Earl Burton was born.

[ed. - "Insider" provides a Non-Fall of California update from inside the Fellowship of Friends Apollo compound.]

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 25, 2018:

Thoughts from the meeting on Sunday, Oct 21:

There was a new seating configuration on stage. Normally there are 7 seats, with Burton in the center and 3 followers on each side (plus Sasha and Dorian sitting behind Burton). For this meeting, there was a extra row of 6-7 seats behind Burton/Sasha/Dorian which were occupied by Burton’s harem.

Of course, the “fall of California,” predicted for 4:30 AM earlier that morning, did not happen. It was at least 30 minutes into the meeting before Burton actually mentioned a “failed prediction,” and he actually did so 2-3 times. But he framed it in terms of “Destiny,” which was the subject of the meeting. Once again, rather than admitting to being a failed and fraudulent prophet, he was the victim of “Destiny,” as in “My prediction was correct, just that the gods did not allow it to happen.”

Ever the optimist, especially when it concerns the possible death of millions of people, Burton handed out 2 more predictions for later that day: The “fall” would happen at 1:00 PM (best possibility) or at 5:00 PM. The reason there was a good chance of it happening at 1:00 PM was because the Los Angeles Rams and the SF 49ers had a football match with each other at that time, and Burton figured it would be poetic of the gods to destroy those 2 cites, and everything in between, at that time.

Burton made sure that everyone in the room knew where the exits were located, in case the “fall” happened during the meeting.

Overall (and I admit I may be reading too much into this) Burton seemed pretty low on energy, even confused. There were a number of long silent pauses where he did not know what to say next, until prompted by Dorian. He needed extra assistance from Sasha to stand up and walk out when the meeting was over.

"ton2u" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 26, 2018:

insider [above]

I feel a twinge of pity after reading your post… not for the end of a doddering, muttering old fool who has occupied center stage for these many years on the Follow Ship of Fools – the pity I feel is for those who have wasted their time and their lives believing in this charlatan.

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 26, 2018:

66. ton2u [above]

The Fellowship has been reduced to people who are satisfied with Burton’s religion, and with serving and adoring Burton. They are people who want to be flattered, and are willing to pay for it, with far more then just money.

How simple has Burton’s religion become? There is Paradise, and there is Apollo. In the entire universe, consciousness exists only in these 2 locations. Members of the Fellowship of Friends will be going to Paradise some day, and only FF members, but only if they don’t upset Burton.

How not to upset Burton? Primarily by giving him, or at least pretending to give him, the one thing he needs the most, but continues to look for in all the wrong places: Love and Respect.

(Those who upset Burton, who are no longer able or willing to reflect back to him what he so desperately needs, will be tossed out, and will lose their ticket to Paradise. Burton will see to that.)

Robert Burton is, in fact, a very unhappy person. He smiles only when he is on stage and the camera is running. A few years ago, he wanted a picture taken, and then shared with everyone, of him drying his breakfast dishes. I can’t describe how miserable he looked, how deeply in self-pity. The message accompanying the picture was this: “Because of the lack of people willing to work at the Galleria, Robert himself has to wash his own dishes. Shame on all of you.” Maybe it’s just me, but if Burton can’t find joy in the simple task of washing some dishes, maybe, just possibly, he is not what everyone imagines him to be.

Lacking a mature and healthy Self that would normally be completely satisfied with the Love that it, itself, is, Burton has no choice but to seek love and acceptance externally. And his “students,” having lost, if they ever had it, any possibility of personal responsibility, self knowledge, and objective reason, eagerly give Burton what he wants, in exchange for their regular “fix” of flattery (“Everyone here is a conscious being.”) and self-calming (“I will meet you when you enter Paradise.”) that Burton continues to dish out.

And in the end, everyone is happy, or so they imagine.

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 27, 2018:

Again, Insider, thanks for the update [above].

Seekers trying to evaluate whether the Fellowship of Friends group is right for them should pay close attention.

Imagine the scene. Burton once again center stage, surrounded with gaudy trinkets, gold or marble statuettes, chandeliers, LED light strings. Dressed in one or another of his dozens of loud, loud, loud $10,000 suits and $200 silk underwear. Those around him wearing the same lavender, purple and cream outfits, often his hand–me–downs. Shoes to match.

And it’s all about him again, whether ‘humiliated by C–Influence’ once more, or supposedly ‘meeting with the Absolute’, whatever, he is always the central star of his little bubble, even when playing the victim. Spouting twaddle like, “My prediction was correct, just that the gods did not allow it to happen.”

Now with Viagra–hardened acolytes at his back, ready to do battle with any doubters.

I find it hard to summon up any pity for the individuals, if you can call them that, embroiled in this mess. Everyone there chose to give up all independence of thought and action to him, not understanding at first that this would become permanent. And now they are no longer interested or care. I feel pity for the situation, it is such a tragic waste of energy, resources and lives. Every one, those on stage, members of the harem, and every member of the audience had sufficient warning before it was too late. Maybe not before being ensnared, but certainly after they joined. Everyone is complicit, and responsible for their own plight and those affected by their complicity.

Most importantly, everyone is far more asleep in every aspect than when they signed up, despite all the parroted claims to have an exclusive lock on ‘presence’. Looking at the photographs and videos posted here and at the REB blog, does not the lack of animation stand out? This is an exhibition of the hive mind at work. The audience is completely passive, absorbing received knowledge, no questioning allowed, a one–way flow of energy from the superior to the inferior. Ordered to keep a self–hypnotizing, unblinking gaze on the source of, well, everything.

Even the blob having to be openly prodded by minders does not break the trance, as he mutters the same memes over and over, constantly affirming the groupthink.

With the resistance to change institutionalized, death came unnoticed. Now we can see rigor mortis setting in, leading to the inevitable and final process of fossilization.

"ton2u" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 28, 2018:

Ames, reflecting for a moment upon the reason I expressed a degree of pity for those who continue to sleepwalk through life being hypnotized by a blathering Blobert and further self-hypnotized by group-think inside the hive-mind cocoon, somehow finding comfort in continued complicity in the charade…. I suppose maybe a better word than ‘pity’ might be sympathy or empathy… since I was once in the situation myself, I in some sense under – stand it and therefore can empathize with those who are still in thrall and feel sympathy for those who feel trapped and unable to escape… I realize how difficult escaping the cult can be. But you make a good point regarding complicity of those who stay even though they must see the horror-of-the-situation – the damage done, the wasted human potential. Some are simply not able to stand on their own as sovereign individuals and that seems to me a condition to be pitied – especially in cases where the person lacks the insight or intelligence to realize they unwittingly contribute to creating their own trap.

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 18, 2018:

Yes, Ton, I may have come over as being judgmental, that was not intended, I was actually trying to describe the situation as dispassionately as possible. The leader has always been a dead man walking, and of course his disciples are following in his footsteps, their ambition and his wish perfectly matching. But it’s a death march. So much for the dynamics of the group as a whole.

Nevertheless, each human being within the group always had and still has a choice—to individuate or not. As the Fellowship of Friends’ own spokespersons, and apologists on this blog correctly claim, anyone can leave at any time. But as we know, it’s not so simple. The psychological bonds are incredibly powerful. And the strongest fetters are the more effective because the wearers think they have escaped, that they are free, and the very opposite of captives or slaves.

It’s a battle of belief systems. There are those who believe that Burton has the answers, generally and in the particular. And there are those who have experienced the cult and have broken away, who know both sides, who know the damage caused to themselves and others, and have taken responsibility for their lives, disappointments and joys and all. Any of the latter are going to have empathy and sympathy for the plight of a captive.

From what I can observe, there are many sub–categories in the group. There are those who have abdicated all responsibility for themselves, content and glad to leave their fate in the hands of Burton and his demons. There are those who are happy to have a position of authority, spiritual or temporal, within the organization, and this is their main satisfaction. There are those who knowingly prostituted themselves, accepted the bargain, getting a Green Card and some luxury in exchange for labor and sexual favors. There are those who had not been able to make their way previously and stumbled upon the organization and found respite and a home. There are those who were wounded, or needed a father figure. There are those who sought answers to the Big Questions, and are in the process of discovering that they are being fed pablum. There are those who are just plain tired, or are afraid of losing their circle of friends, or who are financially dependent on the organization. I can and do pity any one of these for the position they find themselves in. Yet no–one can take on the responsibility which is theirs and theirs alone.

If there is anyone from within the organization that is reading this, think about pride. Here in the western culture, pride is regarded as a sin—case closed. But I invite you to think of that aspect connected to self–respect and even self–love, the part of the psyche that takes care of the welfare of the Self. If you can observe and connect to that, then you can break the fetters and escape. You can hope—and act on that hope. It is a question of your survival, and it doesn’t matter if you are nineteen or ninety. You may be used to putting your faith in Burton and his claims, how about putting faith in yourself and taking the plunge into the unknown?

You are guaranteed interesting times, you will become alive in a totally different way, and every day will bring fresh adventures and surprises. Your days will no longer be scripted, and although you will probably miss some of those artificially induced highlights like concerts and ballets, your experiences will be genuine and yours alone to savor and learn from.

So, I encourage you to start respecting yourself and your potential and capacity for independence, and make the decision to break free.

[ed. - a short note on the arc of The Fellowship of Friends:]

The Final 1500

On January 1, 1970 Robert Earl Burton recruited Bonita, his first student.

By January 1, 1980, as the Fellowship entered its eleventh year, Burton had drawn an impressive 1,346 followers.

With Armageddon approaching, Burton predicted, "Our ark will be composed of 10,000 people in the year 2006, and then the doors will close," Yet, in 2005, membership peaked at around 2,200.

Since that time, despite establishing Fellowship "teaching houses" in 60 cities around the globe and its elaborate array of recruiting websites, the group's ranks have dramatically ebbed.

Today, the membership stands at roughly 1,500 (many of whom were in that 1980 census.) All signs (and omens) suggest we are watching an institution (a "church"?) in decay, its leader the foremost indicator.

As "Insider" writes above, of the nearly 8 billion souls on the planet (including 15,000 who at one time passed through the Fellowship) only Burton and his 1,500 current followers now carry the flame of consciousness, and shall therefore claim their rightful place in Paradise.

The obvious conclusion is that the Universe exists solely for the benefit of Robert Earl Burton and his Faithful 1500.

As remaining members await Burton's next fever dream, it is time to truly ask yourselves, "Shall I still sleep or, finally awaken?"

"Veronicapoe" posted this excerpt from the Mount Carmel Journal, July 11, 1977 on the Internet Archive:

Teacher [Robert Burton]: "We are the only people who have a right to teach the system at this time of the Twentieth Century. A true magnetic center must find the Fellowship; and there are true magnetic centers abounding in this world. It matters little how many groups exist on the earth that bear the name Gurdjieff or Ouspensky, as these groups remain Influence B. A properly developed magnetic center will not accept these organizations because it requires the nourishment of Influence C. We are a young teaching and we have been afforded the great luxury of occupying the position of Higher School on earth. The Fellowship of Friends is the greatest mystery of the Twentieth Century, and a series of shocks is necessary in order for this statement to be verified. We carry the sacred light of consciousness, as an esoteric school is the oldest civilized heritage on the earth. Our School is a distinct descendant of the most eminent teachings in both recorded and unrecorded history."

This is the end of humanity's 800,000-year run.

Pathologies on display

At a Fellowship of Friends meeting, Robert Burton mocks a follower's inability to control their "lower self."

At a political rally, Donald Trump mocks a New York Times reporter with a disability.

"Uh...Robert?"

San Francisco and Alcatraz from wideasleep1's (no joke!) webcam in Tiburon, California, 10/21/18 4:10:00 PM (PST)

[ed. - San Francisco still stands at "T plus 12 hours"! Is it my imagination, or are certain buildings in that skyline giving Robert Burton a one-finger salute? Alcatraz no longer serves as a prison, however San Quentin is quite close by.]

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion, June 25, 2022:

The failed Oct 21, 2018 “prediction” was particularly hard on old Burton. To refresh some memories, California was to “fall” (once again) early that morning, like 4-5am. It was a Sunday, and a meeting was scheduled for 10:30am. A day or two before the 21st, Burton announced that the meeting would be cancelled if the omen came to pass, figuring that not too many people would be putting on their “meeting attire” and paying $50-$100 when California had just gone under water.

Unless we were too asleep to notice, nothing happened early in the morning on Oct 21. The meeting was held as usual. But there was one interesting change. Normally, there would be a row of seats on the stage facing the flock, the middle one for Burton, and 2-3 seats on either side of him. That arrangement was still in place. However, there was a second row of 6-7 seats, also on the stage, right behind Burton. Those seats were filled by members of Burton’s harem, who entered stage right in an exceedingly solemn procession. It seemed to me that Burton was so shaken by another failed prediction, that he needed to demonstrate to the flock that he still had considerable support and “backing” (as the harem was covering his back).

Burton began the meeting by admitting that the latest prediction did not happen. (Thanks, Bob, for clarifying; wouldn’t have gotten that without you.) But Burton was not finished. Right there, he made yet another prediction: that the event would happen within the next hour, during the meeting. He asked everyone to look around the room for the nearest exit. He reminded everyone that we have the whole rest of the day for the prediction to materialize. (What an optimist!)

Then, a little later in the meeting, he made one final, desperate attempt to salvage something from this humiliating situation. A football game was scheduled for later that day in the San Francisco Bay Area between the San Francisco team and a team from Los Angeles. He predicted that the long-hoped-for earthquake would occur during the game, which would be fitting and ideal, since the fall of California would kill so much of the population of Los Angeles and San Francisco.

When Burton and the harem had returned to the friendly confines of the Galleria, Burton shared with his intimates just how pissed off he was at “the gods” who denied him yet another predicted disaster.

Rambling Man

"Cult leader Marshall Applewhite gives final message in 1997" (Source: DailyMail.com)

[ed. - Oops. Wrong cult leader!]

In this video, Robert Earl Burton addresses followers six weeks before The Fall of California, 2018

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 20, 2018:

It’s now 9:30am PDT. Less than 19 hours to go.

Some 700 Burton followers are now in Oregon House waiting for the big event. Or the big non-event.

Tomorrow’s meeting promises to be the largest since the early “Journey Forth” gatherings when meetings would be held at the Theatron. But which version is being planned? Post-apocalyptic, or coping with cognitive dissonance following another failed prophesy?

Even the most skeptical and cynical are no longer making Burton jokes or expressing anything “negative.” They have suddenly begun attending events again. Somehow, meetings are not all that bad, even if Burton continues to ramble mindlessly from one associative topic to another.

Every member is a believer, a supporter, and a defender of Burton. Only the degree changes from one person to another.

Now is not the time to express any doubts. You’re with us, or you’re against us. People have really tightened the ranks.

Well, off to the mountain top with my 30-day supply of cannabis and Oreo Cookies to enjoy the show.

Insider's "T minus 12 hours" update:

Oct 20, exactly 4:00 pm in Calif. Twelve hours to go to nothing. People have been having a great time. Seriously. In fact, if Burton keeps throwing bashes like this, followers will happily believe anything he says, do whatever he asks, and immediately forgive him for missing yet another prediction.

What almost no one in the Fellowship understands (or they would likely no longer be members) is that the prediction itself is irrelevant, and also whether it comes to pass or not.

The important point is that Burton’s grip on what the followers believe is tighter than ever. Having gotten rid of hundreds of members since 2006, many of whom still had a seed of objective reason, no one remaining has any inclination to challenge or question Burton, even to themselves. They are, in actual fact, under Burton’s spell (and now, more than ever), all the while thinking they are wide awake and in control of their beliefs.

Assuming the obvious, that zero will happen at 4:00 am tomorrow morning, the last bit of suspense is whether Dorian will be sainted at the meeting tomorrow, i.e. declared a “crystallized conscious being,” as Burton as been predicting for most of this year.

But whether this Dorian fraud happens tomorrow, later in the year, or in a future year, the masses will instantly accept it as true without pondering it even for a moment. And after that, they will readily begin “working” with Burton’s next set of doomsday predictions, possibly for 2020.

(Now, 4:30 pm. The minutes and hours are flying by. Is Burton beginning to sweat yet?)

[ed. - The Italian blog "Il Credino" has some fun at Robert's expense.]

Marshall Applewhite (the other cult leader.)

Bye bye baby

"shardofoblivion" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 20, 2018:

As California slouches toward its private apocalypse, it is instructive to examine in detail the depth and profundity of Burton’s illumination of the mysteries hidden within such everyday objects as car number plates. His higher being can detect linkages ranging from incorrectly remembered commentaries on baseball games, sport fan songs and the global collapses of bee colonies, to his personal gift to humanity, the sequence. You’ve gotta laugh eh?

Robert Earl Burton stars in shardofoblivion's "Bye bye baby" music video on YouTube!

New York Giant Bobby Thomson's "Shot heard 'round the world," October 3, 1951
[ed. - The misremembering of the historic event has even figured into Burton's prophecies!]

FINAL WARNINGS: The projected map of California after October 21, 2018

[ed. - As an act of conscious concern for not only current Fellowship of Friends members, but indeed all who may be threatened by Sunday's Fall of California, Ames Gilbert (former member #1190) has studied the scientific data available, guidance from the 45 angels, and Robert Burton's own words, creating the important graphic and detailed analysis below.]

Map of California after October 21, 2018. Courtesy of Ames Gilbert.

Analysis by Ames Gilbert

The darker green contour next to the sea may be partially inundated when the sea level stabilizes (that contour covers 600-1200 feet elevation). But if the Fall is due to a sudden vertical slip, then all the green areas next to the blue will be swamped with a tidal wave/tsunami. If the edge of California slips and also tilts suddenly, then the light brown contour next to those green contours will be smashed by a tidal wave. If Leonardo’s calculations are wrong, then the tidal wave will reach much higher, even unto Oregon House.

If California falls slowly, say over a period of days, then Life People will have enough warning to head to high ground, including Oregon House, and there will be no large tsunami.

If California falls suddenly, there will be about 11 million bodies eventually washing up on the shores of the inland sea that was formerly the Central Valley.

Let’s be generous, say a million struggle ashore, so down to 10 million. Assuming bodies spread equally around, about 450,000 on the beaches of Yuba County. All guesstimates, ask Leonardo [da Vinci, Burton's personal guide], he would have accurate figures. But it doesn’t matter, any survivors will be annihilated anyway in ‘hydrogen warfare’, so the new civilization can begin with the lucky 1500 (less the disobedient ones who didn’t make sufficient efforts to attend the festivities at Apollo on the 21st)

Major cities inundated by the Central Sea would include: Redding, Chico, Oroville, Red Bluff, Willows, Colusa, Marysville, Yuba City, Williams, Woodland, Sacramento, Jackson, Napa, Fairfield, Martinez, Stockton, Merced, Modesto, Madera, Fresno, Hanford, Visalia, and Bakersfield. Plus scores of smaller agricultural towns.

Major cities inundated along the coast or nearby would include: San Francisco, Oakland, Redwood City, Santa Rosa, Santa Cruz, Salinas, San Luis Obispo, Los Angeles, Santa Barbara, Ventura, Santa Anna, San Diego, San Rafael, Eureka, and Crescent City, plus of course the countless smaller settlements along the coast.

If there is a tsunami, it would first be channeled and concentrated through the bay Delta before starting to spread out, which means there would be a much more forceful jet with a huge eastwards momentum initially that would hit the area between Sacramento and Stockton. This would not only scour out the entire Delta and the river channels, but if were a larger kind of tsunami, the maximum wave height between those two cities would be much greater than the average and travel much further into the foothills.

If Leonardo has miscalculated and a larger–than–expected tidal wave hits Oregon House, then the lower lying conduit along the top of Riverside County would channel millions of gigatons of water inland to flood the Imperial Valley.

If the entire continental shelf that the west part of California rests on were to instantaneously drop into the ocean 800 feet (remember, the ’45 angels’ apparently, according to Burton, are able to do physical and geophysically impossible things), then the resulting tsunami might be 7–15,000 feet high, equivalent to a large asteroid dropping into the mid–Pacific, or a major slip of material sliding off the big mountain in Hawaii.

So let's hope that Burton and the 45 figments of his psychotic imagination are wrong!

[ed. - Robert Burton has given followers decades to prepare for this Sunday's disaster. In the 1970s, he liked to point to the hilltops of Loma Rica, due west of Apollo and several hundred feet lower in elevation. "The ocean will reach the top of that hill. Oregon House will be beachfront property," he asserted. It's noteworthy that the Fellowship's own preparations for this catastrophe have been negligently insubstantial.

Below, on the left, is one such hill he pointed to as the high-water mark following The Fall of California.]

Marysville Road in Loma Rica, California. The top of the hill to the left indicates the high-water mark after The Fall.

Robert Burton warns followers: California is about to fall

Flanked by his whisperers, Sasha Shalapanov (left) and Dorian Matei (right), Robert Burton teaches his spellbound flock.

[ed. - The 1,500 members of The Fellowship of Friends have placed their faith and trust in 79-year-old Robert Earl Burton. Many have followed Burton since they were young adults, over 40 years ago. According to Burton, this coming Sunday, October 21st, the gods have indicated to him that California will fall into the Pacific Ocean. The above video is provided as a public service to warn the community that this "teacher" continues a game of deception that he began in 1970. The game has consequences for all who participate.]

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 13, 2018:

Golden Veil

Burton is more insistent than ever these days, at nearly every meeting, dinner, etc.: The only 2 places in the entire universe where consciousness is to be found is in “Paradise” and at Apollo.

This from a shell of a human being who forgets thoughts in mid-sentence, reminisces endlessly, and needs constant prompting from Dorian just to make it through the event. In fact, Dorian is clearly leading all meetings now (4 per week and increasing) from his position right behind Burton’s left ear. Burton’s role, as always, is merely to flatter his followers and heap scorn on “life people.”

I guess a new way to verify that one is a Conscious Being is by one’s condescending attitude and behavior toward lowly, unconscious life. And Burton has been piling it on really thick these days.

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, August 8, 2019:

71. Golden Veil

Interesting point: “There, the incestuous sexual habits of the inner circle may be contagious and have spread to the general social environment, lowering social boundaries.”

Burton has a very nasty habit of demeaning people (i.e. his beloved students) publicly by bringing up personal matters in front of a large audience, on camera, etc. It might be an illness, or a cancer, he just learned about. Or an inheritance. Or the death of a parent. Or a trip someone is about to take. Or that he put someone on a “leave of absence” for being a bad student.

At a large meeting just before last year’s Oct 21 “fall of California,” he publicly asked Dorian if he owned any gold. Looking most uncomfortable with the sudden spotlight, Dorian mumbled the answer Burton wanted to hear (“yes”), but seemed to be lying, or at least did not want anyone else to know.

In all these instances, Burton uses the “tool of public disclosure” to belittle his students, in order to gain more power and control over them. Nice guy.

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 14, 2018:

So here we are, headed towards the date of another prediction of catastrophe by the God–Emperor of Oregon House™.

I’ve been re–reading Leon Festinger’s book, “When Prophecy Fails”, co–written with Riecken and Schachte, and sub–titled, “A Social and Psychological Study of a Modern Group that Predicted the Destruction of the World”.

In 1954, the author and his students studied a UFO cult, starting a few months before the prediction of their version of ‘end times’ was due to occur, during those times, and then afterwards. This included actually joining the cult to make first–hand observations. These studies led to the publication of papers and eventually this book, and popularized the idea of ‘cognitive dissonance’, the ability to hold two or more contradictory thoughts in one’s mind without them clashing or causing discomfort. The group’s leader claimed she had been given special knowledge that the world would end in a great flood before dawn on December 21, 1954. True believers, however, would be rescued beforehand and taken up by a flying saucer…

From Wikipedia:

“In the field of psychology, cognitive dissonance is the mental discomfort (psychological stress) experienced by a person who simultaneously holds two or more contradictory beliefs, ideas, or values. This discomfort is triggered by a situation in which a belief of a person clashes with new evidence perceived by that person. When confronted with facts that contradict personal beliefs, ideals, and values, people will find a way to resolve the contradiction in order to reduce their discomfort.

In A Theory of Cognitive Dissonance (1957), Leon Festinger proposed that human beings strive for internal psychological consistency in order to mentally function in the real world. A person who experiences internal inconsistency tends to become psychologically uncomfortable, and so is motivated to reduce the cognitive dissonance, by making changes to justify the stressful behavior, either by adding new parts to the cognition causing the psychological dissonance, or by actively avoiding social situations and contradictory information likely to increase the magnitude of the cognitive dissonance.”

Sounds familiar? We all do it to some degree, but some group leaders and their followers do it wholesale.

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 14, 2018:

My guess is that right now, for the nth time, followers are dusting out their well–worn lists of “buffers”, a.k.a. mental barriers necessary keep separate what is observed and their received knowledge and belief systems, and thus reduce the cognitive dissonance. Chief amongst these are:

“It’s only a metaphor, don’t take it literally”

“It’s just a test of our faith”

“The 45 angels move in mysterious ways, it up to us to help them and not hinder them or Robert by having doubts”

“It’s Robert’s unique way of teaching”

“What does it matter, it leads to being more present either way”

…and many, many others. 
Maybe there have been meetings led by luminaries such as Linda Tulisso/Kaplan/whatever©, or Kevin Brown©, or Nick Spaulding© to teach other “Neighborhood Group Leaders”™ what to say to followers who lack their profound experience with justifications and explanations for Burton’s failed prophecies. This would be especially needed in the case of foreign followers from distant Centers who are new to the game, and might not have been already fully trained to ‘disbelieve their lying eyes’, that is, the first–hand evidence of their senses, or ‘Lower Self’™.

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 14, 2018:

From the latest Fellowship of Friends newsletter, “News from Apollo”©:

“It becomes ever clearer that this intense period is a special opportunity to raise our level of being, regardless of external events”.

And from the same edition, a future classic:

“We do not live for prophecies; we live for presence.” Love, Robert

Ha, ha, ha!

Right after the news of their preparations for the next performance of the ongoing saga, “The Fall of California”™:

“On September 29th the Neighborhood Group Leaders© met for the second time. Geoffrey Rowland© brought us up to date on efforts at Apollo to secure water and electricity in key locations. I Huai Hao© noted that we expect about 150 visitors during the month, and that a special third-line program for all students, called “Prepare Apollo” will be ongoing during October. Tim Quartly-Watson© patiently explained the workings of the radios that Group Leaders will use to communicate with Apollo Incident Command (IC) if normal communications lines are not available. In an emergency situation, Apollo IC plans to broadcast information every hour at a quarter past the hour, and Group Leaders can then pass the messages on to their Group members.”

In the meantime, I am sure that the Maximum Group Leader is also furiously passing on messages to his Group’s male members.

More from the Apollo Department of Psychological Buffoonery©:

“The pace continues to quicken™: an additional Monday meeting with Robert, new third-line octaves occurring each week to improve Apollo; chickens, puppies and sheep arriving at Apollo Farms; and multiple fundraising events to benefit preparation efforts. Apollo d’Oro© will be open more frequently in October, and the Fellowship Council is organizing extra dining opportunities for visitors in private homes. It becomes ever clearer that this intense period is a special opportunity to raise our level of being, regardless of external events.”

Oh yes, ‘the pace has been continuing to quicken’ for decades, it should be at about light speed by now. Yet, everything is frozen in exactly the same state, even the prophecies, the followers plodding within the same old, same old bubble, the same circular self–congratulatory stories being told over and over again to the same befuddled sheep. For crying out loud, can’t Burton come up with something fresh? How about dinosaurs bursting from a hidden kingdom at the center of the earth to gobble up all those who are unworthy?

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 14, 2018:

And more from the Apollo Department of Metaphors©:

“At the homes around Apollo, our physical preparations are moving ever more swiftly; many of us are taking this as a third force to be in better householder, having necessary medicines and food on hand for up to thirty days. The mantra is: “Just buy stuff you are going to use anyway, eventually.” Water is the trickiest issue: some people have generators or solar well pumps or are acquiring them now; others may have to bring in water from neighbors or Apollo if there is a power outage.

Meanwhile, at the Apollo© property itself, water and electricity are the main focus of our preparations. We wish to purchase a generator that can be dedicated to our wells (right now the water system shares a generator with Apollo d’Oro™). In addition, we would like to have a good supply of repair parts on hand, should structures or parts of the water system get damaged in an earthquake (“just buy stuff you are going to use anyway”). We also hope to stockpile materials that would allow us to build outdoor showers at the Apollo Festival Hall™ and/or at the Winery, if needed."

And of course, no project (or Fellowship of Friends metaphor) would be complete without the need to raise money, so, from the Apollo Department of Metaphorical Fund–Raising©:

“These, along with projected needs for extra security and emergency medical response, have led us to appeal for help from students who can spare some extra cash. The Accademia Leonardo© has organized a series of fundraisers at Apollo and can also channel donations – any amount is welcome: just make your check out to F.O.F. and send it to Angela T_c_ _rdi© at PO Box 1112, Oregon House, CA 95962. You may have seen that the Apollo Farms© is also fundraising, and that is another channel you can use.

We hope to be able to keep Apollo d’Oro© open in an emergency, along with the Galleria©, Festival Hall©, the High Gate©, and an Emergency Command Office attached to the Winery. All the other buildings will have no electricity if there is a power outage.

Here we go … heading into the last 20 days!”

Some metaphor!

Note: I freely acknowledge the copyright and ownership of the Apollo Newsletter© and its contents by the Fellowship of Friends and/or that organization’s agents. That is why I have peppered my immortal prose with a plethora of ™s and ©s, in an effort to fend off lawsuits. Anyway, lawyers, I am quoting liberally from the latest edition solely for the purposes of education and enlightenment of the general public. And to have a bit of fun, since that is not (yet) illegal, although the DHS and other 3–letter agencies (not to mention the 45 angels) are no doubt working on that.

And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself—
Yea, all which it inherit—shall dissolve,
And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vexed.
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled.
Be not disturbed with my infirmity.
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose. A turn or two I’ll walk
To still my beating mind.

- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act IV, Scene I

Fellowship of Friends to its neighbors: "We are 'conscious beings.' You are not."

Tax exemptions bestowed upon The Fellowship of Friends "church" and its many non-profit subsidiaries permit the organization
to direct its wealth to noble and charitable works, such as humble "teaching dinners," like the one above in the
"Goethe Dining Room." Robert Burton (center) believes that surrounding oneself with gold "enriches the soul."
(Photo "refined" by Ames Gilbert)

[ed. - For a year now, Robert Burton has been preparing his congregation for an event the gods have been "signaling" (to him alone.) This is "the fall of California" into the Pacific Ocean, now expected early on the morning of October 21, 2018. We have heard this prophecy before, but the community at Apollo is taking this very seriously, reportedly stocking up on food, supplies, and arms, and developing the infrastructure needed to survive off the grid. Despite their preparations, the Fellowship refuses to share their "information" and concerns with the surrounding communities. Apparently, the action of one conscientious member led to the following. See also: "Robert seems to only want Fellowship members to survive"]

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, October 10, 2018:

At a recent meeting, Robert spoke at some length about a letter that appeared on the bulletin board at the [Oregon House] post office. He seemed quite disturbed by this act of treason. Apparently the letter alerted the larger community to the Oct 21 “fall of California.” He thinks it was a lady, a FF [Fellowship of Friends] member, who “needs to be in the kings more.”

Here are some highlights of Burton’s rant (parenthetical comments are mine):

“They (non-members) don’t care about the prediction.”

“If it happens (the “fall”), they’ll probably want to get away as soon as they can, because they want a normal life style, get back to electricity and cities.” (Is Burton projecting here?)

“There will be an exodus, probably. Who would want to stay here? You could hardly get in and out of the place.” (Some members were shocked at these words. It sounds like Burton would be the first to leave.)

“There’s no harm, except it’s not a person’s job to do this (share the prediction with the community). It’s for the teacher or the Board, and you don’t want too many chiefs and not enough injuns (sic). If you multiply that times everyone in the room, it’s chaos.”

“Some people just can’t keep a secret. They just got to yack.”

“We are not together with unconscious citizens in Oregon House. We are NOT (emphasized) in this all together. We’re with angels and conscious beings (as he waves his arm and acknowledges everyone in the room).”

[ed. - A witness to the meeting provided the full context for the above quotations. Very generally, Burton's use of "in the queens" refers to volatile emotional responses, and "in the kings" to disciplined intellectual responses.]

“Do you know that someone put out an anonymous letter about the Fellowship working with this date? At the post office, they tacked it up (I think it was a lady), and she was in the queens, thinking she was in the kings. Now the postmaster saw it and removed it immediately and gave it to Greg Holman. But the last time we had a prediction, students would go into the Oregon House Store and they said, “Well, we expected to see you coming here on Gondolas today.” They don’t care about the prediction. It’s out of the question, really. If it happens, they’ll probably want to get away as soon as they can because they want a normal life style, get back to electricity and cities. There will be an exodus, probably. Who would want to stay here? You could hardly get in and out of the place. It doesn’t hurt us, the letter. It’s just sincere but misguided. Yes, and the queens think they are the kings, but they’re not. They don’t have the depth. And there’s no harm, except it’s not a person’s job to do this. It’s for the teacher or the board, and you don’t want too many chiefs and not enough injuns. If you multiply that times everyone in the room, it’s chaos. But overall, you’re handling it quite well. And the person who wrote the letter needs to be in the kings more. We have the letter, but we don’t want to show it. It’s just.. Also, some people just can’t keep a secret. They just got to yack. The queen of hearts can’t keep a secret. And we are not together with unconscious citizens in Oregon House. We are not in this all together. We’re with angels and conscious beings.” - Robert Earl Burton, October 5, 2018

Up close with "the brightest light in 2,000 years"

Robert Earl Burton 2016 (from Awakening)

[ed. - "I am the brightest light in 2,000 years" was a statement Burton often used to keep followers in their proper place. James Battaglia recorded one such instance. See also, Vignettes of a "Conscious Being".]


"Arthur Brooks" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 17, 2017:

Is the brightest light in 2000 years still alive?

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 24, 2017:

1. Arthur Brooks [above].

Yes, “The brightest light in 2000 years,” “The avatar of this age,” the only “conscious being” on planet Earth, is still alive and keeping the dream going for some 1500 followers, nearly all of whom choose to remain in a hypnotic sleep, because it really is quite a pleasant dream, despite the glaring contradictions between what Robert Burton says about himself, and his actions and behavior. The dream of being chosen, out of 7 billion people, to find a “conscious school;” the dream of 44+ angels guiding one’s “evolution;” the dream of going to “paradise” at the conclusion of one’s “ninth life.”

"knoti" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 8, 2018:

Warning to Prospective and Current Members of FOF.

Robert Burton has no interest in helping anybody to do anything, except himself.
He is 100% selfish and very persuasive.

I understood this only after being with him off-stage a lot when his guard was down.

"Insider" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 14, 2018:

93. knoti [above]

Can you share any details about what Burton is like when his guard is down?

"knoti" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 29, 2018: 

Down Time with Robert

Travel with Robert was purely a moving instinctive experience. We would often be in a rush but spent many an hour resting in various Starbucks. We would eat in sports bars and Denny’s. Very often there was a TV blaring at dinner. There was never any elevated or emotional discussion. Robert would often ask Sasha about how much we owed each student and how little we could get away with paying them back. “Try to pay them back with an art object.” How much could we borrow? Robert would talk about his health problems but not allow me to comment on them. For example he had severe shoulder pain and he would move his arm from the elbow to try to alleviate the pain. I tried to explain that he must raise his elbow to use his shoulder muscles but he could not understand even this and he shut me down.

He often spoke about changing the meeting time at the last minute in the most off hand and cavalier way as if he enjoyed the fact that he was so important and powerful that compared to his whims the inconvenience to 150 people meant nothing.

There was no teaching but he did speak of the lower self when he wanted to control someone. He demanded that we massage his shoulder for so long and so hard that it was quite unpleasant. Still it did seem like an honor to be with him in this special way. He gave us cookies and frozen yogurt and showed tremendous valuation for these things. Once I felt quite humiliated when he fed me a spoonful of yogurt like a baby in a coffee shop.

Conversation was often about where to find the best weather or the cost of various hotels along the way. Nobody could ever introduce a topic that was not a direct repetition of something Robert had previously talked about. We often stopped at a store where Robert could spend hours shopping for a $200 shirt or tennis shoes. There were also many long hours spent shopping for “art” and antiques. His home is filled with art objects to the point that there is not room for another object. He is clearly hording art as opposed to appreciating art. I find that he has no taste in art. These objects are merely symbols of his assumed elevated status.

We spent long hours in coffee shops and made short visits to museums. There was often a visit to one good hotel but we would often arrive late and leave early. In a rush. To his credit he spends a lot of time at a truly nice garden coffee shop in Palm Springs, but it might be about rubbing shoulders with the rich and famous.

Robert spends much of his free time watching Americas Funniest Videos, which is primarily about people getting hurt or looking foolish, or watching football. There is never any kind of elevated or emotion talk. Intimate contact with Robert does not include the right to speak without being spoken to. More than once I was put in my place with a reference to the lower self when I tried to address Robert. Once I tried to address him and he told me that he was too excited by the dinner he had just come from to be able to listen to me. Eventually it appeared to me that he was not able to understand even simple concepts and he did not want to seem out of control or stupid even among his servants.

I remember well the shock I experienced at different moments of disillusionment. The first time was when someone told me that Robert eats breakfast at Denny’s. At the time I thought that the he must be doing it to deliver some message. Another disillusionment that I remember was Robert choosing an extremely noisy sports bar for a dinner before a ballet. I was sure that it was not his nature that made him choose it but something else. Eventually after many very consistent repetitions of this experience I came to see that this was his nature and preference. There is a King of Hearts playing card in the top drawer of his bathroom dresser. I saw it once and he quickly hid it from my view. It seemed that it was there to remind him of how he is supposed act.

In my opinion Robert is instinctively centered and not Gold alchemy.

As requested one account of being with Robert when his guard is down.

"ton2u" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, September 30, 2018:

I think it's a sad story… sad that for so many years, so many (seemingly) well meaning but naive people have been – and continue to be – duped by this charlatan… “Seekers are often unable to discriminate between real and false spiritual teachers because of psychological factors such as projection and wish-fulfillment and a lack of clarity of their true motive in approaching a supposed spiritual guide: A teacher who takes himself or herself as a teacher needs those who take themselves as disciples.”

"Ames Gilbert" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, February 18, 2019:

I was reading through page 16 of the blog (lots of good stuff there from back in 2007!) and I came across this classic, from “Life Person”.

IMHO it’s a perfect summary, so I’m going to post the whole darn thing instead as well as the link above.
 
___________________________

After months of periodically reading and contributing to the blog, what most amazes me is the enormity of the disconnect between what is observed and what some people choose to believe.
Once the emotional charge created by the resurgence of memories that had drifted around for decades dissipated somewhat, and I had for some weeks left off reading the blog, which seemed to perpetuate that charge, and then came back to it, I find myself stunned and incredulous.

Taking away those things that he has said about himself, and those things that others have said about him, and looking only at the evidence before us, we see a man who, before he announced himself as a Teacher, was most easily described as a loser. Fired from his modest teaching position, kicked out of his brief stint in an abusive cult for the most pedestrian reason–being unable to keep his hands off the other guys–living with his mommy or in his van long past the age when we’d expect a man to have a halfway decent job. A man with modest formal education from a white trash background, with the middle name of Earl. Had never accomplished anything of note. Cannot write, paint, dance, or sing. Oh yes–he could play tennis, at the level of the average high school varsity player.

A man who has since lived an entirely parasitic existence, having declined to lift a finger on his own behalf since he was thirty, beyond walking, sitting, lifting fork and glass, talking, and having sex; a man whose muscles have atrophied from disuse. A man who cannot be bothered to pay his own bills, or drive his own car, or fix his own faucet. Can you imagine your father, or your neighbor, let alone Socrates, telling people to do manual labor, including labor that benefits only himself, year after year, decade after decade, while he simply shuffles around in thousand–dollar slacks and five hundred–dollar shoes, without ever contributing anything? Jesus was a carpenter. Dante wrote fantastic works of literature. Leonardo painted masterpieces. Others make shoes, grow food. Here’s a man who jots down notes and sayings at the level of a precocious junior high schooler, and gives others instructions in between efforts to satisfy his physical urges. We find the model for this in, say, Henry VIII, or more accurately, a pinheaded, inbred pharaoh.

Here is a man who has not, in at least 37 years, and most likely in his entire life, had an intimate emotional relationship with another man, woman, cat or turtle that would be recognized by anyone as normal, let alone mature.


Whose “teachings” are almost entirely unoriginal, having been cobbled together, first from the works of Gurdjieff and his disciples, a little later from quotes copied like a lazy freshman from the Harvard Classics, and now from a hodgepodge of sources that does not rise to the level of solid “B Influence”–stuff that, thirty years ago, you wouldn’t have picked out of the trash, like Chariots of the Gods and Linda Goodman’s Sun Signs. He even tried his hand at National Enquirer–style prophecy, and was so spectacularly unsuccessful that he now claims he never meant any of it.

A man who fancies himself an aesthete, of impeccable taste, yet whose taste is classic nouveau riche, reflecting once again the lack of any originality, let alone artistic flair. Everything is copied, taken from others, like the pile of statues in the basement of Charles Foster Kane’s Xanadu. Who considers a Greek temple plopped down in the Sierra foothills very classy, and cannot see that it is pathetic kitsch, like Las Vegas casinos featuring recreations of pyramids and Venice.

In any other circumstance, this man would be considered ridiculous. A buffoon. Laughed at.
And this, of course, does not address a level of greed and financial manipulation that would seem eye–rollingly incredible in a made–for–TV–movie about a New Age Guru. Who would believe a character who did all the running after cufflinks, the wine–guzzling, the pouring of rich food down his gullet, the endless supply of suits, shirts, shoes, Rolls Royces and Mercedes, watches, paintings, furniture, and on and on and on, while continually demanding more money from his followers, some of whom make extraordinary sacrifices, destroy themselves financially, to keep the man in silk, cashmere, and the umpteenth performance of Giselle. We’d turn it off in disgust, exclaiming that the movie showed an obvious intent to slander all nontraditional religious organizations and make their adherents seem imbecilic.

And then there’s the fellow’s peculiar sexual habits, which also are no laughing matter. His need to have his various orifices continually filled, not by people with whom he shares a deep emotional bond, but by desperate or naive people he has cajoled with pathetic fairy tales, who hide their faces in shame as he grunts and pants before showing them the door and calling in the next one. People who carry the diseases he has passed on to them, and perhaps their partners, for the rest of their lives, along with the burning resentment and humiliation of having allowed themselves to be so callously and pitifully used by someone they trusted. This sort of behavior is generally accepted everywhere as demonstrating a profound emotional disturbance.

And none of this even touches on the man’s treatment of others when they’re not coming in his mouth, his disregard of what would be considered decent, principled behavior in any culture, under any ethical or religious creed. His complete lack of genuine interest in the well–being of anyone who does not give him, or procure for him, money or sex, his willingness to act, without regret, as though a person he has known for twenty years or more, a person who has given him everything they have, has never existed the moment the individual stops giving him money or sex.

But, I suppose, none of this precludes his being the Light of the World, the Greatest Being Since Christ, and worthy of the highest lifelong devotion. And why? Because he says he is “conscious.” So that’s what being “conscious” means, does it? How could I have missed it? But some say they have “verified” that he is “conscious.” Oh, that changes everything. For quite a while everyone on earth was convinced the world was flat.

“But he teaches people to be present.” Indeed. Being present to eating too much, drinking too much, having sex with people who don’t want to have sex with you. Present to enjoying the fruits of others’ labors. Present to the sycophantic bowing and scraping of people without any self–respect or discernment. He teaches, by example, how to be present to treating others like shit.

How to account for his success? If a person without any useful abilities of his own sat down and decided to develop a way to allow himself to have all the money, sex, food, travel, power, fancy clothes, adulation, and sheer self–indulgent luxury an adolescent could possibly imagine–if a man embarrassed by his own sexuality and humble social status wanted to be treated like a god–what might he come up with?

And why is it that so many people whose wisdom is so much more easily observed, who are truly kind and compassionon2uate, who genuinely value others simply for their inherent humanity, who find delight in simple pleasures and do not need to be continually praised, obeyed, fucked, fed, entertained, clothed, and carted about, who enjoy being useful, who serve others instead of claiming to serve disembodied spirits while leaving a trail of pain in their wake–why is it that such people do not have as many people trying to learn from them?

Might it be that some people actually want what they see this man has, rather than true wisdom, true compassion?

Might it be that some people cannot bear the thought that what is so obvious might actually be the simple truth, which would make them gullible fools?

"knoti" wrote on the Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog, February 18, 2019:

Thanks for the repost of “life Person”. It is a very good account of what I experienced.

"The Unexpected Pairing of Wine and Cults" (Podcast)

On this week's episode, "The Unexpected Pairing of Wine and Cults," @Gwenda and @thecherness delve into Robert Earl Burton and his doomsday-loving Fellowship of Friends, who own a winery:https://t.co/EKAuBNM1fxhttps://t.co/J2Ae5ncyY8https://t.co/v1Lf7tCaF4 pic.twitter.com/eDr12XvxEx

— Cult Faves (@cultfaves) September 28, 2018

Today's "Fourth Way" teaching according to Robert Burton

Robert Earl Burton leads a Fellowship of Friends meeting at the Apollo Grand Pavilion.

[ed. - A person within the Fellowship community provided this description of the current Fellowship meetings at Apollo. The meetings take place three times a week, with Robert Burton leading them. As described below, the format is far different than the early days, when members freely asked questions of Robert Burton and in response received "angles of thought" from Burton and fellow students. An abrupt turning point occurred after members at a meeting in Saint Petersburg challenged the increasingly faith-based, religious nature of Burton's teaching, embarrassing "The Teacher" with uncomfortable questions. As with an earlier insurrection, the Saint Petersburg meeting resulted in expulsions from the Fellowship.]

...around 20 quotes have been pre-selected, printed on cards, and entered into the meeting computer to be shown on the (really) big monitor.

Then 20 people are selected to read these quotes, when that quote is displayed, but to make no further comments.

[Robert Burton] then makes predictable comments triggered by the quote and the accompanying picture. His comments are generally in one of two categories: omens pointing to the next disaster, or indicating the circles (6s) and squares (4s) in the image. This is the “teaching” these days.

But, mainly, no one asks questions, gives “angles,” or speaks in any way whatsoever, except for those who get to read a quote.

"The lost civilization of California wine"

[ed. - Two articles by Esther Mobley for The Chronicle. Click here to view The Chronicle's introduction to this story.]

The lost civilization of California wine

A California cult unwittingly created one of the country’s great wineries — and then lost it. The haunting story of a vineyard’s rise, collapse and refusal to die.

By Esther Mobley

The San Francisco Chronicle Aug. 23, 2018

[ed. - Caption and link for the Renaissance Winery photo in The Chronicle introduction:]

Renaissance Winery in Yuba County was founded by the Fellowship of Friends, which many consider a cult. Against all odds, it produced some of California’s greatest wines. Photo: Carlos Avila Gonzalez / The Chronicle

The original ‘cult’ wine: How I discovered California’s strangest vineyard

Renaissance, a winery deep in the Sierra foothills, has remarkable wines — and a history almost too outlandish to believe.

By Esther Mobley

The San Francisco Chronicle Aug. 23, 2018

[ed. - Caption and link for the photo of Robert Earl Burton accompanying this article:]

Robert Earl Burton founded the Fellowship of Friends in 1970. The former East Bay schoolteacher eventually recruited 2,500 members into his organization. | Gary Fong / The Chronicle 1981

 The Renaissance vineyard was still under development in February 1981. | Courtesy Of Fellowship Of Friends
[ed. - View toward High Sierra from top of vineyard, January 24, 1981 (Photo: T. Campion)]

[ed. - See also End time wines, WineBerzerkers "Northern California Wine Tour, Part 2" and thejournal.ie's The original cult wine.]

Renaissance Vineyard Slope 19, May 2018 (Photo: Ken Zinns)