Re: James Swartz—What is the Truth?
Date: May 23, 2019 10:29PM
More from Heather
Will You please pass on this message to Earthquake””? Thank you! Love, “Heather”
Earthquake…what you wrote reminded me of so much crap JS used to tell us.
When “Sandy” and I were with Marlene and JS…Marlene & “Sandy” were doing regular strip gigs overseas as well as in North America (Canada included). I was technically underage, and Rama felt uneasy with this…didn’t want to tempt “the law” (as he used to say). He was beginning to groom me for stripping, and even though this stuff was completely in contradiction to all the spiritual stuff he lured me in by…(people who have been in a cult will relate to this…) I went along with it anyway…I didn’t feel I had a choice in the matter…I couldn’t leave my spiritual “family”…I had no family of my own to go home to. JS had me completely in his control.
During this time JS had drugged me and sexually assaulted me several times. He put the drug in tea and told me to drink it. We sat face to face…and I hallucinated while he “talked me down”…what I mean by this is he used his skills in hypnotizing, and got me in a very relaxed state…he told me we had lived many lives together…he asked me which lives I could see in his face. He knew I was hallucinating, and he knew how to manipulate my hallucination. Not knowing what was happening to me…I believed JS when he told me that the faces I saw were people he had been in past lives…people I had known intimately. Then he told me to lie down…and keep looking at him…I became so relaxed that I could not move any muscles in my body.
…that’s how he sexually assaulted me. I never consented to sexual activity. NEVER.
…JS physically injured me in a permanent way with the sexual assaults…but that’s a whole other story.
I was in a constant state of confusion because of the dichotomy between the spiritual teachings, and the sexual assaults…and the sex entertainment industry to which JS was grooming me to enter. Nothing made sense…but I was being swept away in an impossible wave of nonsensical confusion. Anyone who has survived being in a cult knows exactly what this is!!!
Rama used to intertwine his spiritual teachings with the striptease work of our group. He used to say things like…it doesn’t matter what you do at the level of the small self…you can take off your clothes in front of lusty, dirty, old men…and it doesn’t matter! You are of the Self…Brahamin…they (the dirty old men) are of the small self…ego…so we can have fun with this! We can laugh at this funny joke…because we know we are the larger Self…Brahamin…and they are stupid, lazy, lusty, dirty old men of the small self…the ego…so let’s have some fun playing in this field of Maya…and the joke will be on them! Because we know the Self…and they do not! They are too stupid and of the ego to know what We know!!! Nothing matters…because none of this exists!!!
DOES THIS CRAP SOUND FAMILIAR TO ANY OF YOU CURRENT JS FOLLOWERS!!!??? I HOPE YOU WAKE UP!!!
This is a poem to and about James Swartz that I sent to a spiritual teacher I respect (name withheld to protect this teacher from attacks by James Swartz) a couple of years ago:
Love Hate
Guru, what have you taught me?
To know the Self and be selfless,
You taught me to love hate,
You,
Shining face, and open arms, taught me trust,
The attention you gave me, made me believe you were the only one,
To love me,
And care for me,
As God,
You interviewed me,
I was a glittering star,
You helped me to be nearer unto God,
But better yet…to know my Self, which is Brahmin.
You taught me of the Three Gunas,
And of Maya, the illusion of the material world,
You taught me I had something called Ego,
You said we all had Vasanas,
The forces that drive us,
From our past lives,
Into our present,
You disclosed to me you had imperfections,
And assured me I wasn’t alone in sin,
You listened to the stories of my life,
And asked questions, more and more questions…
Together we discovered all the things that had hurt me,
We exposed my regrets and the two things I felt most guilty about.
One, two…and three…
Come sit on my lap,
And let’s have a hug,
This is the best love you will ever know…it won’t get better than this…
You told me we were the same,
You were no better or worse,
You didn’t want to be my guru…
…but I could stick around just the same,
I kept coming back to your house,
I wanted so much to be close to God,
I wanted so much to be good and selfless,
Not the Ego,
Not the bad and selfish person I knew I was.
To know my Self,
And be Brahmin,
Guru, what did you love of me?
I was an injured, shattered person,
A wounded gazelle limping astray from the herd,
Did you love the chase?
Or the sickness of suffocating a young face,
Consuming what’s left of the light found there?
You,
Love hate,
Hate love,
Love hate,
Guru, how do I know my Self?
And not the unimportant small self, which is my Ego,
self—ruled by Vasanas,
Selfish needs and wants,
Likes and dislikes?
After tea,
You asked me what I saw,
Faces,
Contort,
Spiral, ever-moving and changing,
Many faces,
A haggard woman,
A regal king,
A small boy…
You and I had known each other before,
We’ve had many past lives together,
Guru, you taught me to see auras,
Go to sleep,
Let the light enter in,
My body,
My being,
When you first hurt me,
I didn’t know,
I was sleeping, sleep
You taught me pain was pleasure,
You told me I wanted it.
It was my idea,
I made it happen,
Vasanas,
And Karma.
Pain is pleasure,
Love is hate,
Hate is love,
One, two…and three…
I was bad,
I was guilty,
I wanted to be close to God,
So this is the Karma I must pay,
To know the Self…to be Brahmin,
Guru, what have you taught me?
To know the Self and be selfless,
You taught me to love hate,
When you brought me to the cabin in the woods,
We entered into a darker place,
There was no light there.
Your rape,
My torture,
You,
Your Shining face,
A demon,
Taught me cruelty, torment, more pain,
And death…
…if I was to talk,
You taught me I am self and selfish,
I had to pay the price.
Me pain,
Your pleasure,
My torture,
You love,
I cannot forget your face,
And the detestation in it.
Across time,
Words from your face,
Reverberate in me,
My spine twists but does not break.
Guru, what have you taught me?
You taught me the guru is the seeker,
The seeker is the guru,
To know the Self and be selfless,
You taught me,
Love hate.
This spell:
Hate Love
Love Hate
Hate Love
Love Hate
Hate Love…love hate…hate love…love…