Missing and Generational Cults
Hundreds of thousands of of dividuals go missing yearly. While some disappear on their own trying to escape family, responsibility, or society in general. While others are taken by family members, supposed family friend, or a violent offender. Then there’s the others.
In 1980 150,000 individuals went missing in the United States alone. Depending on the statistical reports one reads the number of missing adults in the country for the last year is anywhere from 300,000 to over 900,000. These figures come from agency‘s that compiled all missing reports from various law enforcement and other public records. The number of those actually missing but not reported nearly doubles these figures.
These numbers regardless of the variance tell us that 50% of those reported missing are juveniles under the age of 17 who have either runaway, abducted by a relatives or the worse scenario become victims of strangers. At least 20% are the result of natural disasters (such as Katrina). Of the remainder of these, conflicting reports will tell you that anywhere between 90% to less than 20% are either found or return home on their own accord. (By found, I am including those unfortunate souls whose remains are recovered.) The remainder are never heard from again. This means tens of thousands individuals disappear without a trace in this country alone.
What I am writing about is not the answer to all of the unaccounted missing in the U.S., but a small percentage may have met with one of these groups. Regardless of what law enforcement and other learned scholars believe, the people I write about are out there and planting their own form of chaos, fear, and misleading information. Sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction.
In the 1970’s I was unfortunate enough to be introduced and invited to participate in a very closed society. At the time I was a young runaway in the Seattle area. The person that approached me knew everything about me, although I had only been in that city less than three days and the information he possessed was not known to anyone but me and my most immediate family. (I was not using my real name and the person I was with did not know anything of my family history.)He not only called me by my birth name but proceeded to tell me names, places, and incidents of my past that I had never disclosed to anyone at any time. He told me he was sent to find me. That it was known I would be where I was on that date. I was to be introduced to a man that was the head of a group that encompassed the three most Western States. I speak of this now to shed light on an organization that has been working covertly right under our noses for decades if not centuries. I managed to get away and wasn’t followed because they knew NO ONE would believe me.
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