My cousin Anne has already Probably told you all out there We were successful Teenage Runaways Probably the last that will ever succeed, With all the innovations in finding the runaway in this techno age.
Anne did the swipe and stash and bank method.
But I was luckier than she was my teacher at the co op school Mrs. Hemphil, was a weekend prospector, and it was she who showed me the better way to get the money that I needed to leave behind the religious cultists of the B.F.D.C. She showed me how to Pan for gold. And panning was the way I obtained the money to leave the world of abuse and sorrow behind. Anne was not aware of the wealth that lay beneath her feet. I was made aware of it by my Teacher who showed me how to spot certain Tells in the ground so that when I was digging post holes and for other reasons, And there was always digging going on for some reason, I could use my gold panning skills before I refilled the holes and when I did panning the Lord and Lady blessed me most richly. The tiny flour gold flakes are almost impossible to see but I filled several 5 gallon buckets. Over the years from panning any where I could and the gold was there for me every time almost as if I had a radar for it. It was always easy for me to believe in the Lord and Lady when I had luck like this. It was just the way life worked out for me. Filling the mason jar pouring it into the bucket, and capping the full bucket . Life was easy when you did all the ranch work while your brother and sisters were hiding to avoid the belt As she also told you there was a status level that was about as low as anyone could be placed in the cult. The Nephilites (children of the Nephilim) if you could not eat of the "Holy Manna"
This is where you were in the community you live alone no one wants you around and you are less than human . I and Anne were less than human to our own families. This left her bitter. But my life was far easier without the weight of relatives. Then Reverend Holcomb and the deacon's court killed three Nephilites All girls who had been caught with three small baby food sized jars of flour gold an amount hardly worthy of a Death sentence. But The B.F.D.C. considered Nephilites inhuman. His sermon the next Sunday was about when honest labor was a sin. He looked with glee at the back of the church at us Nephilites.. That was the first note that it was time to go. I had acquired a pickup, to haul my stash, and having learned about auctions and impound yards as well as foreclosures, I learned how to get my own place at a fraction of the cost. I had a place to go.
And the time was now! When a plan is in place and you have every last thing you need set up then do not hesitate. GO! I had found safety in the land around me. The Deacon's court was searching the homes of those who had children in the Nephilite group. there thirty of us but there were seven Nephilites who never got the mistreatment I did being a daughter and a Nephilite. My brother Bill, and six others were all born on a Sunday (a nephilite prerequisite ) could not eat wheat, soy, or corn (strike two) and yet these were placed among the first born sons. the middle of the church The parents sat to the front in order of age and ranking then the deacon's Court according to Rank save for my Dad The high captain of the Deacon's court
When Reverend Holcomb and the deacon's court took aim at us there was a duck and cover strategy for the rest but Anne and I we just headed off into thr hills . There we lived on wild game and what we could grow. Anne had her cabin I had a tree house. I obtained a huge two story shed kit that I built on a platform followed a few simple ideas found the right place and boom safe house. But that was my last night to use this place i was already Wiccan before I left self dedication on a warm summer Night in 1993. Then Charles Stole that book and incited a witch hunt and the three girls they murdered over far less gold than I had. Well that was it for me. I took off that night and never looked back.
That gold bought an off the grid home in the new Mexico Mountains And I learned where all the goodies were Thus I had plenty to entertain myself making jewelry and helping this old apache woman supplement her income. I was in clover the house was perfect. and I should still be living there but Cults like this have allies. like the New Covenant Fellowship. They stole my home And usurped all control over the land. then some oil company stole it from them and it is a waste land today. unfit for anyone or anything.
I was held for a time at the New Covenant Fellowship's indoctrination center. One night in march I was chained out for throwing a lesson book out of my cell there. They left me at a stinking bog of a place they called conversion lake. well I converted again alright after my rescue I burned my Prairie dress and long under wear and, cut my hair Never to wear a skirt again! But the biggest part of my time was spent using the skills I had to create the money I needed to escape from the B.F.D.C. and N.C.F. by honest work gem hunting and panning. This was the smarter way the rule is know about the money hidden under your feet. So I taught Anne about it . She was astonished how easy it was Not that shoveling dirt into a Bucket and running it through a sluice box is ever easy , but the results were worth the work. It made us both think that if we had both been able to meet up sooner we wouldn't be here now.
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