Stay Away From Cults!
I like to think of myself as a spiritual person. I’m not perfect, by any means, but appreciate life and love. Yes, I have a macabre sense about me as well (I’ve written a horror novel for starters), but I abhor mistreatment of people, especially in the guise of “doing right.” Okay, let’s get this straight. No one has a clue how to be the perfect person, and if he/she did, he/she might be nothing like what you’d expect. This doesn’t mean that the first person who comes out and says, “I’m misunderstood, but I’ve been enlightened” has the right to be heard as a prophet. He/she might have some interesting things to say. But *alert* the person with integrity (can back up this statement with action) probably would end there, listen to what is ailing you, try to help, and be on his/her merry way to help someone else. He/she definitely wouldn’t want to enlist you to be a part of his/her “religious army.” This is a phrase I’m using to describe cults for the sake of time. I’ve never been in one. Although, I did grow up Methodist, converted to Catholicism (I considered becoming a nun at one point), and now pray, but don’t adhere to any one religion. Okay, cult jokes aside, be wary when someone has a get-rich-quick scheme, in general. Furthermore, if that formula applies to a religious army, steer clear. You could become brainwashed, have your life taken away, and worse, yet, become a casualty of the very army you thought you were fighting for.
If you think you might be in a cult, GET OUT! If you need help, please contact me somehow. I know of resources that can aid you in recovering from the bad hangover of the cheap liquor false prophets like to share as “truth.” Assholes.