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Tag: cult child
This article is part of a series of investigations into cultic dynamics in fringe groups.
When the Photons Call
The photons call out in desperation, for the body to pay attention.
Running my fingers over the scars, I close my eyes.
The Ego of Self Induced Terror
They will become entombed within the ancient earth and the wildflowers.
When the Growing Pains Subside
To find your balance, master the art of gratitude.
A Childhood Near Death Experience
This passage from my memoir "Cult Child" discusses a near-death experience I had when I was five years old.
It Is Finally Finished
One Year. 165 Hours. The Final Product.
Nighttime Haunts the Muscles
Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.
Into the Seven
Art is the best place to bury truth, pain and healing.
I Don’t Know How To Tell You
Sometime I speak to other ex-Move of god cult members, and I know things I don’t know how to approach; like their parent being a pedophile. I listen to their pain, and what affected them, and the more I listen, the more I understand how deeply dissecting mind control is. There is a different perspective … Continue reading I Don’t Know How To Tell You
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