Quote Originally Posted by Roadking
Well, they use different techniques for different people in order to hold them while they attempt to steal a mind. In my case, it was a lovely little blonde-haired girl with a pearly-white smile. I should have known better. Her mother had been with the cult for years.
They even had (have) their own doctors and lawyers that mingled with the new converts...although looking back, I'd have to say that they really weren't doctors and lawyers...but they told me that so I would think that there were very intelligent people around me that believed this strange new philosophy-the Divine Principle-and that if THEY believed, then an average under-educated person like myself was only being dumb if I too didn't believe.
But, oh...if you could only have seen that young lady standing waist-high in swaying yellow grass with the sun highlighting her hair like a halo...that overpowering womanly essence....

...more later...
I knew there was something wrong with that last sentence. If the young lady was standing waist-high in swaying yellow grass, one could get the wrong impression that I'm a pedophile. She was about eighteen years of age...
So, to rephrase that above sentence, it would be proper to say that the young lady stood in swaying yellow grass that was waist-high.

I wish I knew where she was today. We could have an interesting conversation for sure. The day I met her and her friend, they had invited me for dinner at a house on Washington st.
Sitting in a chair reading the Sunday edition of Parade magazine back home on the east coast some time later, I saw a picture of her friend with four other cult members. The caption above the photo read..."THE FAITHFUL FIVE." They had been kidnapped by their families who were attempting to have them deprogrammed. The five cult members in turn were fighting their families in court for violating their rights. Never did hear the outcome of that story.