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  1. Lathrop Lybrook

    If you attended any CEDU program and still have your propheet scrolls, cards, or journals, I would greatly appreciate you sending them to me. I promise to mark out all student names before making any of it public. Thank you!

  2. Asher Brumberger

    Holy shit, this brought back so many distant memories. I was at CEDU from March of 1996-December of 1997. I forget a lot of what happened while I was there but I know that it was abusive and really traumatic. These propheets were such hardcore propaganda. Wow.

    1. Lathrop Lybrook

      I agree it was completely traumatizing. After blocking it all out for 15 years, I began reflecting on it in 2018, and there is no other way to describe what they did to us than sick. When I see a child cry, every instinct I have is to try and cheer them up. CEDU’s only goal was to make us feel the absolute worst they possibly could, and I am extremely resentful of the different ways I was impacted by their brainwash.

  3. Jeff

    I was at CEDU Running Springs in 1982ish. This was the only Propheet I went through as I split soon after this “experience.” Hitchhiked down the mountain and made it back to LA…..thankfully! Reading this brought back so many memories, and none of them really good. Trauma would be an understatement as to what that place did to kids, myself included. I was there for 3 months about 40 years ago and the memories still haunt me. I remember well the monsters that tormented me there at the time, most significantly were Rudy, Eric Meltzer, and John Padgett and that witch wife of his. A weird memory that just struck me…..John Padgett had a chow-chow at one time that had puppies and he brought them to the main lodge one day. He pointed out a certain limited amount of “Golden Children” from the hoard of kids who he blessed by “allowing” them to touch the dogs. God, what an asshole! Sorry for the long diatribe, that place just seems to evoke a firehose of bad memories. Thank you for your work and this site. Maybe by remembering the hate and abusiveness that little piece of Hell subjected me to will allow me to one day forget it for good.

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