A Council of Pain and Shadows by The Cult Of Bobism

When I left the FOF I initially felt cut off from my own spirituality and my own unique connection with God. It is also a major component of a cult leader’s control over followers, and such control gives the unscrupulous leader the opportunity for abuse of all kinds. This hateful, anti-human dogma is characteristic of any religion that claims a unique path to God backed by threats of hell for nonbelievers. In fact, he claimed (perhaps still claims) that a number of these artists are working for the FOF as disembodied spirits.īurton also told me directly I could only connect with the divine through him and the group and I would be damned I refused that connection. I enjoyed and was inspired by all of them, thank you.Īt the time I joined the FOF Burton, like other cult leaders, declared himself the heir to various famous spiritual teachers as well as the creative greatness of many famous artists, writers, and poets. Towards the end of the last page, Number 139, there were several posts of beautiful poetry. I also agree with Socrates, who taught that a life lived with virtue was it’s own reward, whether or not the Gods or afterlife existed.īut I’m mainly writing today on another theme. As far as death, I agree with those who say we will find out when we get there. I see I’m a little slower posting these days and not quite keeping up with the conversation! Oh well. He constantly and unfailingly seeks new rape opportunities because he cannot really know what a human being feels, or the divinity of it.

‘Oh holocaust, Oh holocaust, where art thou, oh holocaust?’ He looks like he could sell bleach, but nothing else.

Because he is the Saviour of Western Civilization and the herald of a new one based on the old one, minus electricity and say, five billion people. He imagines that the ‘God’s’ don’t like people or cat’s and dogs anymore because they don’t share his interests/hobbies, and the ‘gods’ are going to ‘expunge’ them, so we can once again return to Western Values in the Western Style and like classical music again and walks in the cemetery.

He has imagined that the harm of another being be to his advantage in the long run and wished it upon billions, as a form of ‘validation’ for him, his interests and hobbies.

He feels the need for a holocaust to show everyone just what a great guy he is. They gave him a bit of stick presumably when they humiliated him about the whole holocaust thing. He’s doing tremendously well with the pretense of ‘consciousness’ and ‘divine presence’, but also must be aware that he is nothing but a failed interior designer.

A Council of Pain and Shadows by The Cult Of Bobism