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The "Guru" Feeling Mona,
a 12-year-old child
Chuck Hawkins Cult
a criminally destructive mind control cult
The guru, Chuck Hawkins, waxes rhapsodic on his sexual relations with a 12-year-old child, the daughter of a Hawaii state senator. Other men in the cult also sexually abused this young girl and her older sister.
"Ooh, ooh, I just had an attack of Mona. I couldn't do anything but feel Mona. Mona's the daughter, the 12 year old daughter of a friend I'm presently in love with."
I was later shown a videotape Chuck Hawkins had made of his sexual activities with this young girl.
Characteristically, the videotape was in the caretaking of (and was shown to me by) a woman in the cult, Yvonne Edwards, who had sexually abused Chuck Hawkins's 12-year-old son, and who is now herself practicing "psychotherapy."
I have transcribed the below pages since they are hard to read. The original transcripts are at the end of this document.
Note that the below writings comprise the arcane, esoteric, enlightened knowledge imparted by the guru upon which the fanatic cult idolators hung their hopes, defined their lives and their values, and made their life decisions. This guru's "teachings" were the impetus for his followers to sexually abuse children, to separate parents from their children, and to violate civilization's most basic taboos.
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Makiki
So… I'm going to talk into the tape machine and see if I can
make any sense out of all this. Life that is. I feel like I'm at a point
where I've got to talk to somebody. Ooh. I'd go to a shrink except that
one of my problems is I think I'm super shrink. But certainly something
a good super shrink ought to be able to do is shrink himself. Now that
is the same fallacy that's plagued mankind all mankind. Well in any case
here I sit out back in the shack, huffing and puffing from the strain
of the process of being me, and living a life, and advancing neuropsyche,
and everything else besides. And realizing the pain of doing that. [The
way I do it] something's sure been chewing on me for the past few months,
and it seems to have to do with the price at times I see as my having
to pay to advance neuropsyche. In fact, I don't see why it should have
to be my burden any more than anyone else's, it's everybody's neuropsyche
after all. [Now] I know enough about neuropsyche to know that it means
more pleasant feelings. Ooh … I just had a feeling that how nice
it would be to write [that] book if it solved that problem for my …
So what's the deal, I'm sitting down here in the shack trying to figure
out my life better that is how to advance neuropsyche quicker. Keeping
in mind at all times that neuropsyche is a state of ecstasy which I'm
presently building, a neurological and possibly even biochemical model
underlying the neurological and ….. experience. Ooh, I can't tell
because as soon as I stop talking ooh there's a spasm an uncontrollable
spasm that expels breath very quickly or sucks it in Ooh and makes a kind
of ooh noise along with it. I'm going to have those oohs typed into the
draft of this simply to [???] the phenoma in more detail. It has a resemblance
to the epileptic [???] and various writers have speculated very interesting
convincing ways about possibilities of characterological substrata …
the epileptic's seizures. Ooh. Any of the words that sway between those
[???] departures from my neuropsyche neuropsyche is a state of extreme
bliss that causes convulsive involuntary breathing. Ooh and I'm a psychotherapist
who claims that he can get people out of bad breathing states and into
good breathing states and that the bad breathing states are associated
with clinical defenses typical psychological hangups and so forth. And
as the neuropsyche anylyst I'm supposed to be able to account for this
phenomenon and others. No, there are no others. There are no other phenoma
to a neuropsychoanalyst than neuropsyche. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. What went on,
what led up to that set of oohs was this head trip where I felt that I
was uptight and realized that I was talking a long time and the pleasure
of realising that in order for me to get back to neuropsyche all I had
to do was realize I'm uptight and as soon as that happens I relax and
then I have this neuropsyche spasm and if I close my eyes at those time
and put my fingers in my ears I can see all bright lights and hear all
sounds ever sounded and which will ever be sounded in the workings of
the neurons of my auditory system and in connection with the light changes
going on in my head. That will all come out in detail but for the moment
I think I'll just relax. Ooh. There goes the lights again. Ooh, I'm looking
at the ooh pretty much the total ensemble of neurons accessible to me
in the state of neuropsyche. Neuropsyche is that state where consciousness
is coextensive with neurological potential for sending and I can go into
this state at will and I have brought several other people up to this
point whose various testimonies will be included here and there in the
text. Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh Those are the sounds of neuropsyche, a state of
ecstatic bliss just sitting in my own skin. Ooh,
ooh, I just had an attack of Mona. I couldn't do anything but feel Mona.
Ooh, ooh, Mona's the daughter, the 12 year old daughter of a friend I'm
presently in love with. Ooh, ooh. Now I'm all hung up on how freely
I can speak and I guess I'm just going to have to ooh, its not going to
do any good to talk to myself. I'm going to have to be a lot more spontaneous.
It will be an act of faith in neuropsyche which … Ooh ooh That is
pleasure over realizing that my only discipline for the rest of my life
has to be my own ecstasy. You can hear your own ecstasy as ringing on
one's own ears once you're placed in touch with it so that you can get
back … you can hear your own neurons firing. Ooh, an incredible whirring
sound of different frequency and modulations and all tonal qualities its
like its also a white noise that's incredibly textured and rich tonally
and it synesthetically blends with light changs. Ooh, oh, ooh, oh, oh,
ooh oh The lights in the head contain all things and no things.
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