Cultic Devil Daughter (Part 1)

February 3, 2011 in Cult Articles, Cult Survivors, Psychology

My version of the Burka!

Disclaimer – Enter my world at your peril:  what you discover may become psychologically disturbing.

Imagine being uprooted maliciously from modern culture and transplanted into the medieval ages.  Women are viewed as sex objects, for the titillating fantasies of the male dominator.  Brainwashed to bearing children as their redeeming quality, females exemplify lust, the physical depravity of humankind.  Cloaking themselves in layers of fabric to disguise curves of sensuality, cult seamstresses labor to design hideous attire for their daughters’ protection.  Scathing sermons are the norm for the impressionable youths.  Ranting about the dangers of the opposite sex, gods (referred to as Leaders) proclaim damnation upon those fringe dwellers exhibiting sexuality through hand-holding.  Jolt yourself back to the present. Could you believe that such a modern subculture thrives with tens of thousands of followers?

When asked to describe my past, overwhelming emotions sap my body of positive energy. Guilt attempts suppression of incriminating evidence against the religious proponents, my former gods.  Flashbacks assault my subconscious in vicious nightmares after dredging up this damage. Fascinating escapee tales are stunted by the reigning Powers.  Not the first to be eliminated by my Cult, I proceed to expose them at my own risk. The Devil Daughter has replaced my surname in their records.  If you have never experienced the inner workings of a cult, prepare yourself to enter the mind of its prey through my tale.

Fate was determined even before my conception.  The System birthed my parents, the celebrity couple.  Greatness colored their destiny a rosy hue, as doors to propagating the Religion opened of their own accord.  Dad’s dazzling personality evidenced itself by his rising popularity, which hinted at his becoming the Promised Protégé.  Mother’s cosmetically enhanced face and coiffed hair mismatched her overtly modest clothing, like a mortifying cross between Vogue fashion and the Victorian era.  Little did their loyalists realize the dark secrets behind these seemingly sinless faces.  Psychosomatic symptoms assaulted my parents’ mental stability.  Terror plagued their marriage.  Blasphemous sexual acts peppered moments disguised as private prayer.  All masked beneath the name of the God.

To be continued…here is Part 2.

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