Mother God’s Ultimate Con: The Man Who Paid $500K to Be ‘Father God’—and Left Broke
He was 55 years old, successful, and financially stable.
By all accounts, Greg should have been the kind of man who knew better than to fall for some outlandish cult financial exploitation scheme.
And yet, within months of joining the Love Has Won cult, he would sell his home, liquidate his 401k, withdraw nearly half a million dollars in cash, and hand it all over—in a black duffel bag—to an alcoholic woman he believed was God incarnate.
And just months later, he would leave with nothing.
I tried to warn him. A dozen times.
This is how cults financially exploit people.
How Cult Financial Exploitation is Used to Control Followers
Most people think only weak or gullible people join cults—but that’s not really the case. Cults attract intelligent, successful, and idealistic people who are searching for meaning, transformation, and purpose.
They don’t take everything from you all at once. Not usually. It happens in stages.
- Love-Bombing & Belonging – They make you feel special, chosen, and part of a divine mission.
- Creating Spiritual Debt – They convince you that you owe them everything—your time, your devotion, and after a bit of time they come for your money so that it doesn’t feel like overt cult financial exploitation.
- The Sunk Cost Trap – The more you give, the harder it is to admit you were wrong.
- Cult Financial Exploitation Guised as Spiritual Devotion – If you don’t give, you’re not fully committed to the mission. It’s that simple. “You’re still holding on to your ego and thus you could never be ‘Father God.'”
He wanted it bad. And his only route to ditching his ego was to ditch his “earthly belongings.” Greg fell into every single trap. And he did it with a big smile on his face. Even after I took the time to sit him aside and explain to him what was really happening.
I told him that this was nothing more than financial exploitation. I pointed out that, like everyone who ever joined, except for Michael, he’d eventually leave. With nothing.
Greg: The Perfect Target for Cult Financial Exploitation
I met Greg in 2015, while we were living in a rented house in Northern California.
He had originally been just another name in the chatroom—a man in his mid-50s living in Washington State, searching for something bigger than himself.
Like most people who found their way to Love Has Won, he was looking for meaning.
Mother God saw that instantly. She was attracted to his child-like wonder, joy, and frame of mind because it reminded her of who she was, still just a child, deep down.
She groomed him slowly, pulling him closer through private conversations, flattery, and “divine messages.” Before long, she told him what every desperate soul in that cult wanted to hear:
“You are special. You have a higher purpose. You are meant to be Father God.”
And Greg believed her. He couldn’t have been more excited. I had told him she would come to him and tell him this and still, he couldn’t see past the cult financial exploitation scheme that was unraveling before his eyes.
Replacing Me as “Father God”
At the time, I was still in a relationship with Mother God, sharing a bed with her every night. But behind my back, she was already planning my replacement.
One day, I overheard her talking in hushed whispers to the team.
“Greg is the new Father God. He’s fully committed. He’s ready to take the role.”
I confronted her immediately.
“Greg is replacing me?”
She smiled. “Not in our relationship, baby. Just in the role. You understand, don’t you?”
Of course, I understood. I understood that none of these titles were real.
But it still felt like a slap in the face. I wasn’t happy about it at all. But I also knew it wasn’t Greg’s fault so I didn’t want to make him suffer for it.
Instead, the best thing I could do was try and save him from this cult financial exploitation that was bearing down on him. I liked him, after all.
The Man Who Wanted to Be a God So Badly, He Sold His House for It
Greg was impossible not to like. He had a warm smile, a fit build, and an infectious positivity. Even though I knew he was replacing me as “Father God”, I had no personal resentment toward him.
He was genuinely excited about his new role. He truly believed that if he gave up everything, abandoned his old life, and fully surrendered to the mission, he would become divine.
And Mother God encouraged every bit of it.
One day, she pulled me aside.
“Greg has decided to sell his home. We’re taking a trip to Washington so he can put it on the market.”
I stared at her. She was excited and happy, I was dumbfounded and nearly laughed in her face.
“Are you serious? He just got here.”
“He’s fully committed,” she said. “That’s what devotion looks like.”
I knew then: Greg was in deep trouble.
He wasn’t even being talked into going down this path at all. All Mother God had to do was mention the idea and Greg put the rest together, offering to sell his home and liquidate his 401k to help usher in the golden age.
I’ve never seen someone so excited about their cult financial exploitation syndrome. He was all too happy to liquidate his life’s work for a good cause, knowing that he’d just hand over every penny.
The Road Trip to Financial Ruin
The three of us—Mother God, Greg, and myself—got into Greg’s Honda Accord and drove from Northern California to Washington.
The entire drive, Greg was giddy.
“I’m finally letting go of my ego,” he said. “This is what full surrender looks like.” As he bobbed and swayed to the music on the radio and Amy smiled at me as I drove, I couldn’t help but think of how terribly this was going to work out for Greg. But there he was, stuck on the happy-go-lucky setting like he was enchanted by a spell.
Mother God beamed with pride. She was devouring his devotion like a parasite feeding on its host.
I watched him dancing around in the back seat, knowing exactly how this would end.
And I couldn’t stop it.
His Family Tried to Save Him—But It Was Too Late
Unlike anything Mother God or the group touched, Greg’s condo was nice, clean, well-maintained. It was obvious he had lived a stable, responsible life.
That stability would be gone in a matter of weeks.
Just two days after we arrived, there was a knock at the door.
It was the police.
“We received a call from Greg’s family. They’re worried he’s being held against his will.”
Of course, he wasn’t. But that didn’t matter. They knew what was happening—they knew he was about to throw his life away. Like most new members, the family is always really loud at the start and they were desperate to save him.
Greg, smiling ear to ear, assured the officer that he was here by choice—that this was his path, his purpose. He even told the officer that he was with Mother God and that everything was going to be alright.
The officer left. There wasn’t much he could do.
And Greg continued blindly marching toward financial oblivion regardless of how many times I pulled him aside and warned him of what was going to happen. I even told him to story about the Love Has Won hoax with “the Quantums” which proved this whole “Mother God” thing was a fraud and still, he was unphased. I felt there was nothing else I could do.
Half a Million Dollars in a Black Duffel Bag
Within a few weeks, Greg had:
✔ Sold his condo
✔ Liquidated his 401k
✔ Converted every last penny into cash
At Mother God’s insistence, he withdrew the money in physical cash—a duffel bag in a bank stuffed with $100 bills.
And then, like a child offering a gift to a parent, he just straight up handed it to her and smiled. “This is my commitment to love.”
💰 $420,000—gone in an instant.
His entire life’s work, given away in a single moment of blind devotion.
He was never going to get it back. He was lucky if they’d allow him to buy himself anything that wasn’t food or clothing. It wasn’t his money anymore. Poof.
Talk about cult financial exploitation? I’ve seen it all, now.
And Then—Just Months Later—He Left With Nothing
It didn’t take long for reality to catch up with Greg.
The devotion faded. The doubts inevitably crept in. He began to see what I had tried to warn him about.
The roles, the names, the titles—they were all a lie.
Mother God left him behind in California, just left him alone with Michael and one or two other members who were leaving. This was a couple weeks after I left and the rest of the team follow suit.
Now, Mother God was leaving, too. And she crossed the country to come live with me in Florida with $40,000 in cash with her, in her purse. And access to the rest of it, through Michael, who’s name was on the cult’s bank account.
And once Greg saw the truth, he couldn’t unsee it.
He left the cult penniless, with no home, no retirement, and no way to get back what he had lost.
Mother God? She moved on to come live with me for a couple months before I asked her to leave. And that’s a story for another day.
Greg never responded to my messages after he left.
And I can’t blame him. But he knows I did everything I could to warn him and it all played out exactly like I promised.
Cults, Money, and The Price of Blind Faith
Greg wasn’t stupid.
He wasn’t weak.
But he was desperate for meaning—and cults know exactly how to exploit that desperation.
I tried to warn him.
But in the end, he had to see it for himself.
And he became just another story of people who lose everything to a cult.
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