WHAT DOES A CULT LOOK LIKE (A general overview)

I’ve said in the past, a cult can even be the childhood home that you grew up in… There isn’t one specific ‘look’ to a cult. In my experience, early on, I thought I may have been exploring a ‘religion’.

There are a number of people who see The Twelve Tribes as maybe, ‘some sort of Mennonite group’ at a first glance… but in my own words, I would now say… it looks like the esophagus that is about to swallow you up.

Friendly – big smiles, flashy signs.

Warm – overly open and zealous.

Charming – will use every possible form of flattery to get you in at the start.

‘Kind’ – will cry, and share, and use their own version of empathizing.

‘Trustworthy’ – they will say they don’t need anybody else, and then desperately whine about not meeting the mark. They will have connections with ‘people of power’ and try to uphold a ‘benevolent’ image in society.

Devastated – ask any individual there, and get deep, (try it on a few of them), their origin story in the place is shameful and sad. Sob story central.

This one may be hard for you to swallow- and I have no reason to fool you- only to inform you on a group that can suck all the good out of a persons soul; I was there when Justin Trudeau shook hands with and took a letter from one of the heads of the Twelve Tribes in Canada, asking to protect ‘our group’. I was alive and entrapped when I caught the news when Donald Trump boldly exclaimed to ‘leave The Yellow Deli people alone’.

When I calculated the ‘damages’, I’d say the Twelve Tribes probably robbed me of $200,000 (given the seven years that I slaved my life away in that place). Though when I calculated the aftermath, it amounted to something more like $ x infinity.

I gave these people everything I had owned, including my own name, identity and my family. I left with nothing. Dropped off at a carpool parking lot on the side of the highway in Southern Ontario. There is seldom a soul that wants to hear without assuming that ‘I really in reality wanted to be there’, or was ‘too mentally unwell to make it any other place’. If you want to lose a chunk of your soul- I dare you to go there.

I have visions for my life and my energy that are greater than this; but if I built one of the top three ultimate escape rooms, one would be an exact replica of that. Of the life I lived. I escaped. None of you helped me to do so.

When you’re looking in at a cult- and you see one of those sad souls; see that they are a prisoner, not a retard. – November, 11th, 2025.