In true holiday spirit, some current or former CUT members have shown their colors in the comment section.This blog was started with the desire to include all viewpoints, and within a certain range, I try to do that. I’ve never banned any IP addresses–until now. The only other time I’ve deleted comments is after notifying the commenter he was not welcome, and having the commenter himself ask me to delete them.
But this time, after I tried to respond with reason, a concerted group of three commenters resorted to what I can only call ‘love bombing.’ I deleted their comments, closed the posting to new entries, and banned their IP address, which is 22.214.171.124.
Love bombing is a term coined in the 1970’s and 80’s to describe what happened in cults at the time, who preyed upon lonely people by acting as if they were instant friends or lovers. As I define the term, love bombing also describes the peculiar form of condescension used by the faithful when their arguments collapse in the face of reason.
Usually, the love bombers start by telling you that god “loves” you, no matter how unfaithful you may be. Then they may talk about how much your parents “love” you, and how disappointed they would be in your lack of faith. They talk about helping the world, staying in the light, etc.–Anything to avoid looking at the central issue, which is that they are desperately afraid you may be right.
I’ve decided to re-post the deleted comments. Not to provide the commenters with a forum, but to show just how psychologically unstable they are. I think they speak for themselves:
Sean My Son,
I Am God and I Am very real.
Go into your heart and find me there.
You do not need religion to do that.
You are loved.
Delusions of Grandeur…?
I Am Buddha.
I watch over you always.
We are one.
Only Love prevails.
That is all.
Classic love bombing…
I am sorry you feel so hurt.
What if you lost your family?
I have and worse.
Forget the black.
Come into the light of white.
This one is a little more sad. I always feel especially bad when those who’ve lost family turn to religion. Truthfully, all of us have a limited capacity for tragedy in our lives, before we literally lose our sanity. If anything happened to my family (like what has happened to so many families in wartime, etc.) I think I would probably come close to losing my mind. But I’m pretty sure even under those circumstances, I wouldn’t turn to unreason. That’s because it wouldn’t help. I’m immune to the fantasies, so I’d have to look for solace somewhere else. For this poor woman, I’d recommend extensive therapy, and an attempt to repair relationships that were broken and establish what new ones she can. My heart goes out to her.
One last example, sent to me by current CUT member May Grace: A “Christmas Greeting” from my dead father.
A Christmas Greeting From Lanello
Have you thought of the blessed mother that gave birth to you? The mother held you in the warm embrace of her womb and gave you the life of her blood, not unlike Mother Mary or Jesus. The father gave protection. Discipline and guidance was given by the father. He instructed you and kept you on the straight and narrow path. These disciplines were not only to you in your childhood but the greatest discipline is what you would accomplish as the Christ. You learn the disciplines in areas of life so more of the Christ may be where you are. You have the mother and father, holding you in the immaculate gaze of their heart, allowing you the opportunity to learn to expand your awareness to become the Christ.
It is my great joy to give you this instruction for I will always come to teach you the ways of life, the ways of constancy, of striving…how to move within this most exciting life to grasp opportunities to be victorious until your ascension is nigh.
Your ascension is already written on inner levels. Your victory is anticipated not unlike the little child anticipates unwrapping the anticipated gift from St. Nicholas. You have a glorious future. It begins in the here and now with the acceleration of the vibration of the Christ. Allow for your own Christhood to expand throughout your vehicles, filing every erg of energy, every thought. As you do this, you will understand what it means to celebrate the birth of the Christ. You will experience the joy and your heart will be filled. The light will bring forth many Christs, and bring forth the Golden Age, and bring forth the ascension of the earth.
I will be here with you when you request my presence to assist you along the way.
Thanks, May. Merry Christmas to you, too. Now, I have a message for you from your dead parents…
With regard to CUT members and commenting: I’m not going to get into comment wars. If it’s clear to me after a couple of responses that you’re trying to ‘convert’ me or other readers of this blog, I’m going to delete the comments. Pure and simple. This is not a free-for-all. It is a blog and a forum for those who are looking, or have already decided to leave religion behind. Or for those who might be interested in my personal story or philosophy.
I know what I saw. As the son of Elizabeth Clare Prophet, I had 30 years of unique experience on the inside of one of the most destructive and insidious modern cults, the Church Universal and Triumphant.
Note: In retrospect, it’s very tempting to just delete this ugly, sad stuff. These people coming after me were not well, and I didn’t owe them my time or energy, nor any explanation. But I think it’s useful for anyone going through religious recovery, to witness the kind of long-tail gaslighting and manipulation that follows anyone, especially a high-profile leader, who leaves a cult. The apostate becomes, for a time, the singular focus of remaining members, who are forced to reconcile their former idolatry of the “betrayer” with their current feelings of superiority over the “fallen one.” This strange combination of denunciation and love-bombing from the cult lasts until its fury is eclipsed by the next high-profile defection. –Sean Prophet, August 2022