The so-called leaders used their positions to disempower everyone else, to stifle creative outreach, to make the other devotees feel “less than,” subservient, unsure of themselves. They destroyed the individual and collective spirit, the individual and collective empowerment in the propagation of real religion. Therefore, they created false religion, a society of the haves and have nots, poverty consciousness. Destroyed it all. The inner spirit, the preaching mission, the potency, destroyed it. Everyone self-flagellating with the philosophy, nothing can get anywhere, sweetness gone, sad faces. And they laugh at their success.
When I was born, I had full knowing that this was going to be a very difficult lifetime, and also a very blessed one, beyond all dreams. I cried deeply with this awareness, but to the doctors present in the delivery room, it was just the cries of another baby. I was raised in a violent and abusive household.
Śrila Prabhupāda told us that there were few actual demons, but that innocent people became influenced by them and thus took on those demonic qualities. Influence can come through the media, popular culture, mundane entertainment, video games, impure foods and sound vibration, and so on. As far as the real demons and their agenda, people such as Cathy O’Brien and Mark Phillips and others such as Liz Crokin give plenty of information as to names, places, and events.
What happened in the organization of ISKCON is completely tied into world politics, economics, and social structure. The world players and the leaders of the organization are tied up tightly in a very conscious pact, with a very specific agenda. They aim to destroy real religion, and anything good and Godly, including proper family values and a lifestyle based on the practice of pure devotional service to the Supreme Personality of Godhead under the direction of the bonafide spiritual master.
Many years ago, at a Vyasa-puja festival for Śrila Prabhupāda, I watched one of the organizational leaders calling up different disciples of Śrila Prabhupāda to garland his murti form and receive garlands from the murti in return. I felt like a complete outsider, watching the social structure, the hierarchy in play. I stood by the temple room door, unnoticed, and then I realized that I could no longer dance to anyone else’s choreography except Śrila Prabhupāda’s directly. I left the temple that day, and never went back, and I received reciprocation for that revelation in blessed ways that need no public disclosure.