Sorry about the lack of a ‘Happy Resurrection Day’ (aka Easter) post, or Passover, or Ramadan, or whatever other religious holidays are happening these days, but various events took place I had to deal with, vehicle or other issues, and there are other issues forthcoming. Which is why now is the time to post the next ‘When Bad Events Lead to Good Outcomes’ snippet post—and what with all the bad events going on in this world these days (inflation, various divide and rule agendas involving race, gender, politics, economics, the ‘pandemic treaty’ and digital currencies and whatnot the powers-that-shouldn’t-be are trying to force on the rest of us), good outcomes are what we need, and not just from the realm of spirituality.
Believe it or not, but physical reality can bring about good outcomes even when truly evil events occur, because just as God controls the spiritual realm, He also controls the physical world. And years ago, I heard a story from a friend that shocked the heck out of me, thinking such an event could never happen because—it just seemed impossible! I heard part of this story at a snack party after Christmas caroling about a week before Christmas in the early 2000s, led by a pastor of the local non-denominational church I had just joined a year or so ago.
I and some others were sitting at a dinner table near where snacks were served at another table in the home of one of the carolers, eating the snacks. This friend and a couple of others were discussing something I wasn’t really paying any attention to, and then this friend, who was clearly Asian, said this:
“When I escaped North Korea—”
Shock! I immediately butt in, “You were born in North Korea? How did you get out?”
This woman, born in the late 40s when Kim Il Sung took over North Korea, then said the rest of her story. I do not remember the exact words, but this sums up what she said: She escaped in the mid-50s as a child after the Korean War with her family led by her father, a Christian minister there—meaning, they had to get out as Christianity would be made illegal there and they would have been persecuted or imprisoned and maybe beheaded. They escaped through Communist China at a time when Mao was just getting started, ‘Great Leap Forward’ era, and made it into Thailand, then to the US. She also described when she was in what was likely early elementary school and posters of Kim Il Sung everywhere in the classroom, as if he was to be worshiped. And then more discussion from folks at the table. But just this fact that she escaped what I thought was an inescapable country was enough to keep me shocked. She lost her husband a few years ago, passed on, and, at the church memorial service for him, I hugged her as she was weeping. Then I told her, “If you can escape North Korea, you can handle this.”
And, if the reader is interested in what’s happening or happened in North Korea, a wonderful YouTube channel, Voice of North Korea by Yeonmi Park, is the place to go. She also escaped North Korea, in 2007, at the age of 13, and lives here in the US—and is warning us Americans about what the corrupt ‘woke’ government here is doing to try to turn the US into another North Korea! To find her channel, type it in the YouTube search box.
Now, onto the snippet post.
Part Two of The Murder Rule is about a character featured in The Prodigal Band Trilogy, a roadie named Bobby Jones, who did some part-time road crew work for the prodigal band Sound Unltd. He didn’t escape North Korea, but he did escape a cult…really, two cults. One cult was a supposedly Christian church that would later be exposed as anything but Christian, and the other one was a cult often mentioned in the trilogy, the Church of the Circle of Unity, led by Swami Negran, then Cole Blessing, then Mark Besst: the three evil cult leaders within each of the three books that make up the trilogy. After leaving the ‘Christian’ cult in 1995, Bobby, who was then also a member of the Circle of Unity, was recruited to be a leading youth member to recruit teens. He did so, but then reality about this cult hit him in the face, so to speak, so he had to leave the cult—but he had to do it clandestinely (as would anyone escaping North Korea!). The following snippet, narrated by Bobby from Chapter Seven of Part Two of The Murder Rule (© copyright 2023 by Deborah Lagarde), and the bad event that led to him leaving the cult, is below:
May 1, 1996, at a Cole Blessing sacrifice ritual to Corion
This took place at Cole Blessing’s new ‘center’ for the Church of the Circle of Unity, called the St. Xenos Ashram that Negran had built a couple of years ago. With Swami’s supposed death by car crash, Blessing now headed the church and ran the entire cult from this Ashram, which was made up of four buildings: Blessing’s thirty-thousand-foot palace, which included a ballroom, apartments for his most important members and adepts, and a series of tunnels with hidden rooms; the tunnels led to three other buildings, including one marked ‘A’ for Ashram.
Thirteen high-level ‘adepts’ in black hooded robes, led by Blessing at the head, surrounded a rock altar where the sacrifice would take place. I and at least fifty level twenty ‘future adepts’ surrounded the adepts.
The adepts chanted something sounding like gibberish, then, through a side door that could not be seen since the room was dark except for a few candles held by new adepts, came one adept in a red robe that willingly laid on the altar facing Blessing—this adept was the sacrifice! Willingly!
Waiting for the sword held by Blessing to impale him, he ‘prayed’ to Corion. “God of light born in darkness, my lord Corion, take me. I am yours, and will be with you in the light within your crystal for eternity. Corion, Corion, Novordopax Tricameron.”
As the others chanted, Blessing raised his sword and impaled the adept’s chest. The other adepts and most of the level twenty folks surrounding me ‘sang’ what sounded like some New Age ‘Oooooommmm’ chant.
Me? I said nothing, chanted nothing, too horrified by the experience. When I left the room with the others, I stared ahead expressionless, as if in a trance. Traumatized.
The following day I made my plan to leave this evil cult that I had believed was enlightened, led by a healer who also ran something called ‘the Eternal Life Institute’ in eastern Florida—Cole Blessing, who had the title of ‘MD’ but was a fake, as his cult was fake.
Glad I ‘ran into’ Mark Besst as I was leaving the Ashram area.
“Hey, Mark,” I said to him, “I have to go back to visit my parents in Dallas. Dad’s birthday is coming up and I haven’t seen my folks in a few years.”
“Fine with me, Bobby. Let me know when you are going to return to Richmont. After all, you will have initiates to tend to.”
Besst smiled, and then he asked me, “What did you think of the sacrifice last night?”
“Oh yeah,” I jerked my head, “that. Interesting.” Looked straight at Besst. “So now that adept is in heaven so-to-speak with our lord?”
“Hmmm. Heaven, yes—so to speak.” Slight laugh. “Which is where you and I shall be if we continue to commit to the god of light born in darkness, our lord Corion.”
Then Besst showed his red crystal from under his shirt. “But you won’t get to be with our lord unless you fully commit, Bobby, reach level thirty-three or higher, and receive from Cole Blessing one of these crystals.”
All I could say to that was this: “I’ll have to remember that. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. See you in a few weeks, Bobby.”
I never saw Mark Besst again….
Further, I did not return to my parents like I said I would.
Nor did I return to my apartment in Richmont other than to collect clothing and other things I would need, putting them in my van.
For I was heading to the high Sierras. Someone that attended Lawson’s church at the same time I did hired me to help him build his small wood house, his ‘redoubt’ several hundred miles outside the Bay Area in northeast California.
And what happened after his escape brought Bobby to the knowledge of ‘escaping’ spiritual evil through accepting Christ as Lord and Savior a short time later. That is, a very good outcome!
Another good outcome? This site having a visitor from North Korea! But that totalitarian state so controls what its citizens can view over the internet that it likely will never happen…unless God wills it. Because, good ol’ Kim Jong Un, you ain’t God! And you never will be!
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