Ryker: 7. Running from CAN
Angelo slowly started calling himself “The Master.” So incrementally slowly. And my embarrassment began to turn into disgust. But there was … I still had a reverence for what I thought was the whole point of this thing. And so I let so much stuff slide because I didn’t feel it was my place. I wanted to be a disciple. Someone who listened, who was alert, who actively practiced these things instead of just saying them. I wanted to be an example for people. I felt so good in being that. I loved it. I loved being able to express that. Because I could see people’s lives being really affected by it. I loved that people could trust me. But I was there mostly for me if I have to be honest about it. I felt great. I went through a few periods when a lot of people were being very reverent to me and I saw the seduction in that… like, “I must be somewhere. I must have reached a certain level.” That lasted for a couple of years. And then he started to take things away from me. And I thought he was being wise and protecting me. And now in hindsight I see that he had started to get very scared that I was going to take over. Because so many people related to me and used me as an example when they’d go see him for therapy. And they’d say “Ryker said this” and Angelo would say, “I told him that. I taught him that.”
I had all types of different relationships in the bf. It was generally understood and agreed-upon that I was the second-in-charge. And I had my posse. I also had people who were indifferent to me. I also had people that really didn’t like me. And there were some people I really didn’t like either. At all. But I felt like it was my job to be there to share satsang with people whenever they came to me. Day or night. I felt like that was my job.
Eventually the group left
I remember Angelo turning it into a test immediately. He wanted me to drive his bed up to a house in
But that was why Angelo left town… because C.A.N. was supposedly after him. Or at least that was the info that I was given.