My Life As A Cult Leader 〈720p 2027〉

“For the Resonance Center,” I said.

That is the real power of a cult. Not the chanting or the linen robes. It’s the shared conspiracy of silence. They don’t follow you because you’re holy. They follow you because if you fall, their sacrifice becomes a tragedy instead of a purpose. My Life as a Cult Leader

I don’t know if I’m a monster or a miracle. I know that every morning, I look in the mirror and see a man who sold salvation and accidentally bought a version of it for himself. I am loved. I am feared. I am a lie that became true enough. “For the Resonance Center,” I said

The night of the big fundraising solstice, Marcus pulled me aside. His coder’s eyes were clear and cold. He showed me a spreadsheet. “The donations are coming in from pension funds,” he said. “From Brenda’s annuity. From a kid in Florida who sold his car.” It’s the shared conspiracy of silence