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Group Therapy Sure Was Stimulatin'

Chuck Hawkins Cult

a criminally destructive mind control cult

 

Hi, Pat.

In my most recent session with my therapist (gosh, I love her - she keeps up with my mile-a-minute ramblings and even remembers what I say; unbeknownst to her, I have slyly tested her attention numerous times by suddenly pretending to lose my place and asking her, "What did I just say?"), anyway, we were laughing so hard we couldn't stop! And here is why:

I told her about some sample dialog from a "group therapy" session that I have put up on my website (see below). This is from a FREE demonstration given by the cult members as they traveled around the Hawaiian Islands, trying to snare new members. The deal of the century!

You remember. You were there.

My therapist read it out loud to me, and we laughed uproariously. It has taken me a long time to be able to smile about anything even remotely connected to this highly destructive and manipulative cult which perpetrated such crimes against me, my daughter and other children in the commune.

Here is a little section from the transcript of a group "therapy" session. The below uses a lot of the same circular, entrapping, and disempowering buzz words that the cult used in mind-numbing "group therapy" sessions hour after hour, day after day, for weeks and months and years during breakfast, lunch, from dinner until bedtime, and all day long on Saturdays and Sundays.

Note that Ed is the lucky winner of this day's free gift of wisdom:

Ed: I've been feeling how I isolate myself from people. I've been isolating myself in the room, being competitive and not letting myself admit to the feelings that I have for people, the people I'm living with. A lot of it seems to be connected with my Catholic upbringing. I've been having some feelings about how that affected my life and how I felt about that, and how it feels for that to affect me in the feelings I want to have.

Spencer: What kind of feelings have you been having about it, the Catholic upbringing?

Ed: I'd go to confession on every Friday. I didn't realize how really scared of that I used to be. I went to confession on Friday and it made me realize how scared I used to be. Today I realized how really scared I was.

Spencer: You still are!

Ed: I guess how scared I am of how, of a … it feels like going and admitting to something that I did, to a feeling that I had.

Spencer: It was a lot more than that. When you came back to the House and you came into the room, you had tape recorded the confession and you seemed pretty freaked out when you came back. And then when we all listened to it, ah, it sounded like you were thinking you were really getting away with something because the priest was, I guess, pretty liberal and he was kind of going along with anything you said. And it seemed like you were letting him string you out and keep going on and on and trying to liberalize about things, and you really thought, you really thought you had him. That the priest wasn't acting the way you . . . . [break in narrative]

And it seemed like you got involved in a big whole game, and like you were rapping with him, really thinking you were getting off easy, and in truth it was just like you were talking to your mother, like the priest was your mother.

Chuck Hawkins: How's that? [note that the guru/therapist is paying keen attention!]

Spencer: Ah, the priest was very complimenting, almost like telling him that it was O.K. kind of, almost like telling him it was O.K. and that even when he said that he didn't like the church, the priest was very understanding and try to, always trying to say like 'You're still a good son,' and here's what you have to do, still trying to sell him on the church, but in a very subtle way, like the church is so understanding, just like his mother gives the impression that she's so understanding, and she's not at all.

Chuck Hawkins: What were your feelings about that confession?

Ed: When I went there I felt like I was really afraid, when I was waiting in the confessional, for the priest to finish with the person on the other side, my heart was just beating so fast and I felt really scared, like I didn't know what was going to happen . . .

Bill: What did you think was going to happen, or possibly might have happened? If you really had your feelings with him?

Ed: I don't know. There was some kind of doubt as to who he was, whether he was who he said he was or whether he was a person like me . . .

Barbara: I don't think it's based on whether he was a person, where's he at, I think it's yourself . . . you still worry about whether a priest or your mother is going to be there for you and in the meantime you've lost yourself. You're worried about someone outside of yourself approving of everything you do, especially judging you a lot, and how that that's O.K., there's nothing to question about that, just something to be afraid of.

Ed: Yeah, it feels like I was, like I was asking for his approval and that sort of thing.

Pat: Why did you feel you wanted to do that, going to confession, and to tape it and . . .

Ed: I know that confession had played a really big part in my life. I have gone to confession a lot of times and it was like going to confession was for me like going and admitting that a feeling I had was really wrong.

Pat: Do you remember any feelings? Do you remember how it felt or what you used to feel bad about?

Ed: It seemed that the, ah . . .

Bill: How did it feel to have the priest . . .

Chuck Hawkins: Hold on. What are you crying about?

Ed: It seems like that I'm feeling angry about the, being forced to do that . . .

Chuck Hawkins: Well you don't sound angry at all.

Bob T: How did it feel yesterday to feel that that's the stuff that cuts off your breathing, when you felt that?

Chuck Hawkins: Answer Bob! [a firm but loving command from the guru/therapist.]

Ed: It's a feeling of fear somewhere that, that my mother is going to ah, like she's in my body and she is trying to kill me.

Pat: How is she doing that?

Ed: By ignoring my body, putting myself above my body, like really forgetting I have a body, it's like I go above my breathing and I think that it's something that just happens . . . and I don't really care about it.

Pat: That sounds like going to confession.

Barbara: Follow the tears . . .

[My note: I think the above goes to prove the old adage that "A mind is a terrible thing to lose."]

Transcript from a "Neuropsyche" Demonstration
University of Hawaii "Recruitment" Effort

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