Snook - Horrifying Internet Rabbit Holes

Episode Date: January 21, 2026

The device you are using right now can be a gateway to some of the darkest places imaginable. From a serial killers secret online confessions to the terrible exploitation of animals... these are some Horrifying Internet Rabbit Holes.  Would you like to see another part in this series? Let me know down below. Thanks for watching and supporting the channel. Join the Patreon! ⁠https://www.patreon.com/SnookYTFollow me on instagram and Spotify!And yes, I'm a human voice.NEXT SUB GOAL - 100,000 followers! And rate 5 stars! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Right now, you're watching this video on a screen, and that screen is innocent, or it can be a doorway, to something darker. One wrong click, one stray curiosity, and you can find yourself trapped in a corner of the internet that's so twisted, so grotesque, and so horrifying, it changes you forever. Cult leaders who live streamed their own delusions, rescue videos that are anything but rescues, and blog, Wrote by monsters who believed the world owed them forgiveness. Today, we're opening doors most people scroll past and leaving no rock unturned and finding the worst corners of the World Wide Web. Make sure like the video, subscribe to the channel, and let's get into some horrifying internet rabbit holes.

The fifth nail. According to one myth, the gypsies crafted five nails for Christ's execution, not four. The fifth nail was made to pierce his heart, but the gypsies kept it hidden. In some stories, the women are punished, and in others they are rewarded. This fifth nail is said to have once been an existing religious artifact with special healing powers. Its existence today is somewhat questionable, unless, of course, you consider the philosophical symbolism.

The quote I just read, though it seems harmless, is anything but. It's an excerpt from one of the most disturbing pieces of online literature I have ever read. A collection of blog posts by a sick, demented criminal. And although normally the blog is very difficult to find, I scoured the internet and finally got my hands on it. a heroin view into the mind of Joseph Edward Duncan III, American serial killer on his infamous Fifth Nail blog. Joseph Edward Duncan III was born in Fort Bragg, North Carolina, on February 25, 1963.

His father was a military man on active duty, so the family moved every year or two all across the United States. He had many siblings and for the most part had a good early childhood. Although he claims it was awful, his siblings insist it was a good home. In 1979, his parents decided to separate. His older sisters moved out on their own. His younger brother went to live with his father, and Joseph alone lived with his mother. Now, very little is known about his childhood from that time forward, but we do know about his actions.

because Duncan, when living in Tacoma at the age of 15, held a nine-year-old boy hostage at gunpoint and did unspeakable things to him. That was his first criminal offense that we know of. The following year, he stole a car. It was sent to an all-boys group home for juvenile offenders, called the Jesse Diesland Boys Ranch, which, by the way, this boy's ranch could be a whole video by itself.

Very problematic institution, but that's not the topic we're covering today. While he was there, he admitted to a therapist that, before the age of 16, he had brutalized and estimated 13 younger boys by various different means, including binding their hands and feats before carrying out his sadistic, perverted acts on them. I'd like to reiterate that, I said, estimated, as in he wasn't sure of an exact number. Estimated. He was released from the boys' home in 1980, and in that same year, he broke into a neighbor's house, stole their guns, kidnapped another preteen, and did the same shit he did to the other, estimated 13 boys. So yeah, this guy was a monster. and from what I know of him, he was always a monster.

After this final attack at 17 years old, he was sentenced to 20 years in prison. He served 14 of those and was let out on parole in 1994. Duncan settled in Seattle, where he tried to keep his head down. He spent two years as a free man doing unspeakable things we'll discuss later. Then, two years later, in 19th, In 1996, he was caught violating his parole by smoking weed and was again in jail. After several weeks, he was released again under new probationary conditions. After his release, unbelievably, he violated parole again and was re-arrested again and was finally released in 2000 at the turn of the century.

This time, he wanted a whole new start. So he moved to Fargo, North Dakota to be closer to his mother and adult siblings. But Duncan had some resentments. After all that, all of his sick crimes, leaving behind 14 victims in the wake of his sadism before the age of 16, he felt he was treated wrongly. Duncan believed that he shouldn't be judged for his crimes. and without a platform to speak his mind, in 2004, he started making blog posts. He called it Fifth Nail.

Here is an excerpt from his first ever post, edited for decency, which I'm going to say was incredibly difficult. January 4th, 2004. Just found out that a five-year-old girl went missing from Chisholm, Minnesota on June 14th, 2003 this year. I did not even know until today that this happened, so I tried to figure out what I was doing that day, since I'm always afraid of getting accused when something like this happens. You might say that finding out about the girl missing is the most proverbial last draw because of all the other recent incidences in the news lately, especially regarding missing people and the resulting intensification of the persecution of perverse criminal offenders.

I've decided to start this blog as a sort of check and balance of where I am. This is for my own safety. I figure it is just a matter of time before I am falsely accused of some crime or another. I already had the police at my door telling me some women downtown were waving my picture around, that they printed from the internet, accusing me of harassing them for a date. The visits was very intimidating and not friendly. I was warned that I was being watched as a known perpetrator of perverse crimes. The visit made me consult an attorney for advice.

He told me there was nothing I could do unless charges were filed. I feel like a southern black man. Just wondering when the lynch mob is going to show up at my door. His paranoia, it turns out, was correct. Remember that two-year period where Duncan was free before, you know, being arrested two more times. Well, turns out the police suspected he wasn't keeping his head down in that time frame.

They believed his crimes had only gotten worse. And while Duncan was blogging about his woeful existence as one of the most disgusting human beings I've ever had the most fortune of learning the name of the police were piecing together his latest

sadistic crime. Now before I get into that, I'm going to read one more excerpt from his blog. There's about two years of regular entries and most of them are absolutely vile and frankly i don't want to read any more than i have to so just to get a clear picture of this man here's another entry for you from his infamous online diary and viewer discretion because this is one of the more insane ones i found february second 2005 i committed a perverse crime when i was very young

I was sentenced to a perverse crimes program for adults where the half the men in my treatment group sat and fantasized about me. After two years, I was a senior member when the state therapist paid a surprise visit to my mother's house and propositioned to her saying it would help your son in the program if you cooperate with me. When she told me about it, I quit the program and was sent to prison where accordingly to at least one official report that was written before I was sent to. sentenced because of his appearance and age, he would likely be mistreated by other inmates if sent to prison. True story. I thought I would only do a few years and get out not having to be around such evil people who represent the system. But because of hysteria, I ended up spending over 12 more years in prison before finally being awarded parole.

All my psych reports say I am a low risk. I was just a kid acting out of confusion over my own experiences. And studies show conclusively that my type of offense is rarely repeated. And yet almost 30 years later, while I have no parole, nor have I ever committed a new crime, the police insist on knocking on my door several times a year and sometimes in the wee hours. Check that I still live here. I have no privacy at all, anyone in the state, country, even world can find out where I live, what I look like, and what I did when I was a kid,

just by typing my name on any web browser. This does not only hurt me. If that was all I could accept it because what I did was bad, but it hurts my mother, my family, my friends, and even my neighbors who thought I was a great guy until they find out. Then they are afraid of me. It hurts society because it scares people into thinking every strange person is a suspect and at the same time deceives them into thinking the government can make them safe by telling them about the bad ones.

Even the Fargo Police website admits few convicted, perverse criminals ever reoffend, so some of the more ignorant people in the world will read this and think they deserve it. I call these people ignorant because they don't see the hurt they are causing. More children, more victims, just because they are afraid to admit their own secret to. desires. I cannot express to you all how much I absolutely, to my core, fucking despise this man. The fact I just had to speak those words out loud, disgust me. But it's important for you to know who this man was, irredeemotable scum. One of the worst people I've ever written about, bar none. and the self-proclaimed innocent Duncan was about to go on a killing spree.

May 16, 2005, Cordillane, Idaho. The grown family are spending the night together. They were a tight-knit household, a loving family. The mother of the household, Brenda, then 38, was asleep in bed with her boyfriend, Mark McKenzie. In the adjacent room slept her kids, 13-year-old Slade, 9-year-old Dylan, an 8-year-old Shasta.

It had been a peaceful, uneventful day. And tonight, they were all resting easy. But not for long. At approximately 11 p.m., Joseph Edward Duncan broke into the home. Brenda woke up and rushed into Dylan and Shasta's bedroom. Someone's in the house. She gathered the kids with her boyfriend, and they ran into the living room, trying to escape.

When they encountered Duncan, dressed in all black, carrying a gun, Duncan tied up with the family. At some point, he pulled Dylan and shots outside, leaving them alone on the lawn, though mobile inside the sound of sickening thuds could be heard, as Duncan bludgeoned the boyfriend, mother, and eldest son to death. death. The two surviving children, Dylan and Shasta, were kidnapped. For six weeks, Duncan took them to campsites and did unspeakable things to them. After five weeks, he accidentally killed Dylan when a shotgun misfired. After the death of her brother, Shasta was nearly killed also, but she convinced him not to by using his family nickname Jett. Eventually, the two were found at a Denny's

in Shasta's hometown of Cora Lane. Shasta is the only surviving member of the grown family. Joseph Edward Duncan III was arrested and convicted of murder for the nighttime massacre of the grown family. But that's not all. Remember that two-year parole period? Turns out he spent that time on another earlier killing spree. He was found responsible for the deaths of Samiajo.

White, 11 years old, her half-sister, Carmen Kubayas, 9 years old, and Anthony Martinez, 10 years old. The jurors who sentenced Joseph Duncan to the death penalty had to be offered counseling for the horrific evidence shown on trial, including a 33-minute video of him physically attacking. one of his victims. He died at the age of 58 from brain cancer. The fifth nail blog is an x-ray into the mind of a horrific, disgusting vermin, known as Joseph Edward Duncan III. Like I said, there are two years of blog posts,

but honestly, you might want to skip this rabbit hole. There's a ton of information, a ton of description and detail on his fifth nail blog, but at the end of the day, the only thing that matters in this story are the victims. All of them. Young and gone. Way too soon.

I hope they can rest easy knowing this man can't hurt anyone else ever again. Animal exploitation. Five years ago, a video was posted to YouTube titled, Rescue the Pitiful Little Dog Falling Down the Drain. Screaming for help, nobody cares. In the video, a man is walking down an old, craggy sidewalk on his way to work when he hears a strange noise. He stops by an open crack in the ground to listen, and what he hears is a puppy in distress. Somehow, it got stuck in an abandoned storm drain.

Thankfully, there's no great, and the man is able to rescue the little dog. And the man is able to rescue the little dog. He crawls through the weeds deep under the sidewalk and pulls out a dirty little pup, crying and looking confused. The video has tens of thousands of views. In the channel behind it produced dozens of similar rescue videos, puppies in distress, dirty, mangled, broken, and of course a heroic figure swooping in to save them. Across all their content, the channel has amassed millions of views and hundreds of thousands of subscribers. I watched the video in absolute horror, not because the puppy was in danger,

but because something about it didn't feel right. These types of videos are unfortunately very common on all of the popular video streaming platforms, YouTube, Facebook, Twitter. At first, it seems perfectly innocent. A group of kittens drowning in a river, a puppy with a broken leg and an unwitting hero swooping in to save the poor desperate creature. These videos garner incredible attention, gets shared by every grandma with a smartphone.

But the terrifying reality is, a lot of these videos are staged. When we watch Rescue the Pitiful Little Dog, there are clear signs that this video isn't genuine. Firstly, the man is already recording. He walks down the street on his way to work Without a care in the world When he just happens to stumble upon a puppy Whining in a crack in the ground In fact, he doesn't even stop to find

Where the whining is coming from The camera just glides down perfectly To a single half an inch wide crack in the sidewalk Almost like he knew exactly where to look And then all of a sudden There's a second camera Someone else is recording him rescuing the puppy Not only do we know

never see this person behind the camera. I thought our hero was on his way to work. Who is this person? Is it a coworker? Well, in a way, it is. You see, oftentimes, these videos are coming from economically poor countries. And with the surging popularity of animal videos in the early 2000s, people wanted a way to make some money. And nothing gets as many shares, likes, and comments as animal rescues. Unless you're a robot, Watching an animal being saved is going to make you feel something. And that's for the vast majority of people. And you might just want to share that feeling with others.

Because of this, animal rescue videos aren't just popular. They're lucrative. Millions of views can equal hundreds, maybe thousands of dollars on certain video sharing platforms. But how often does one find an animal in distress? Well, unless you're working for animal control, not often. I'll ask you this. How many times have you encountered anything like this in your own life?

An animal in distress. Tucked away under a sidewalk or lost in a storm drain. I bet most people could count on one hand the number of times. And truthfully, it might be zero. So if you're living in a poor nation, and if you want to start a business farming animal rescue video, How do you do it? Do you wait around hoping to find an animal in distress?

No, these people don't wait for danger. They are the danger. They purposefully endanger animals behind the scenes, and once the cameras are rolling, they can swoop in and save them. Here are some other video titles I encountered across many of the still active animal rescue accounts. Rescue the dog tied on the motorcycle.

Rescuing a paralyzed abasculed, paralyzed, abandoned puppy, rescue three poor puppies in a plastic bag. These are not accidental discoveries. They're not spontaneous rescues. They're by design. Each of them planned, staged, and recorded to pull at your heartstrings, garner your sympathy, and make a whole lot of money. But it's not just puppies. There are a whole host of other species being tormented online. Puppies, monkeys, chickens, anything with four legs and a heartbeat is being exploited online right now. The most common format is animal abandoned by its owner, which accounts for about 30% of all fake rescue videos. But there are many more that are popular.

Formats like an animal is almost attacked by a predator, where a baby animal will be put next to a snake and saved at the last second. or animal saved from beneath rubble or the people making the videos literally bury these poor creatures live and this sick trend isn't going away anytime soon. I found a Reddit post from five years ago listing 44 accounts that were most definitely allegedly producing fake content.

Many of them have since been shut down or have rebranded amidst backlash. But some are still alive and kicking despite the dangerous, disgusting inhumane content. And there are so many other channels. Once you start looking for similar

content, similar rescue videos, it just goes on and on. Anytime one gets shut down, two more seemingly take its place. And the horrible part about it is you can never be sure what's real and what isn't.

I just recently saw a video of a monkey drowning in a river, getting rescued by a guy on a boat. and I have no idea if it was staged or not. And that's a disturbing thought. That really, there's no verifiable way to sift between the good and the bad. Everything is suspect once you kind of learn this.

The type of animal exploitation. Fake rescue videos are a rampant issue on all social media platforms. But what if people don't want to see an animal saved? What if they're not? they hate that animal so much they'd like to see it hurt, injured, maimed, even killed? Well, that's when we get into another type of animal endangerment in a group so disgustingly evil, it boggles my mind.

The Monkey Haters. In 2024, a documentary titled Free Mini was broadcasted on the BBC. It tells the real life story of Minnie. a female long-tailed macaque and how she was saved from her years of brutal captivity. In 2022, a woman named Kapitinich had just finished a long day of work, was browsing through recommended videos on social media when you discovered a cute monkey video. She watched it, liked it, and went to bed. The next day, more monkey videos.

This time in funny costumes, doing unnatural tasks, playing, dancing, juggling, what have you. Before long, her feed was nothing but monkeys, and the content slowly became more and more disturbed. Monkeys getting slapped, sprayed with water, and one monkey being physically brutalized. That monkey was many. The lady ended up in contact with another man,

Dave Guptar, who had also taken note of the monkey-hater in their horrible, inhumane videos. They shared their knowledge and became something of a team. They tried to find similarities between videos. But the more they watched, the further they dug, the more despicable it became. Monkeys weren't just being injured. Not anymore.

Some were being killed. In the people watching, the sick audience of thousands were loving it. But one monkey appeared in more content than all of the others. Her name was Minnie. She was just a baby. And she was seeing in countless videos being hurt, ruthlessly. Seeing this poor, innocent baby being hurt and exploited for entertainment was too much to bear. They had to do something.

Together, the duo approached animal activist Nina Jackal. She knew about Minnie. But she didn't know the full extent of what was happening. When she saw the content being produced on social media, she was both horrified and enraged. Nina began her own investigation. She discovered that every once in a while, in the comments, people were offering to pay the man who was hurting many, and the response was always the same. Add me on Telegram. Now, for those of you who don't know, Telegram is like the Tor browser, but for private messaging, it's meant to be completely private, and keep your messages hidden.

even from service providers. She followed the breadcrumbs and discovered that there were entire dark web forums dedicated to buying and selling content on Telegram, much worse than anything available on social media, drownings, or flat-out murder. And this wasn't one man creating these videos. There were multiple across nations who made it living, torturing innocent animals. I mean, how messed up is that? this. One of the largest brokers of these horrible videos, the self-proclaimed king of brutality,

was a man from the United States called Mike McCartney, a 48-year-old former motorcycle gang member, member of the Aryan Brotherhood, and card-carrying Confederate sympathizer. He had taken a liking to the monkey videos, especially many. He spent his day selling videos, disturbing. Disturbably videos among customers and he made a good amount of money doing it. But even he wasn't at the top of the food chain when it came to monkey haters. Mike McCartney operated on a telegram channel called Apes Cage, ran by the mysterious Mr. Ape. Mr. Ape ran the communications between buyers and vendors and created some videos himself. He would ask for ideas from the community, what tools to use. But his most popular video involved a blender. Absolutely horrible, disgusting, morally

reprehensible human beings. But while most monkeys died, many survived. Many lived to see her first birthday. And for that, she was a celebrity amongst monkey haters. She was the sadistic trophy of their community, said Mike McCartney, the Babe Ruth, the Marilyn Monroe, the Elvis. In this demented little circle of ours, that was many. Eventually, by looking for commonalities in the videos, they were able to identify some of the perpetrators. Police agencies in multiple countries were contacted to track down and arrest these individuals, and one by one, they were all taken offline. By tracking the flow of money after each arrest, they eventually found Mr. Ape. And although we don't know his name, we know he was a Florida man in his mid-20s. And he had been running his sick

telegram since the time he was in college. And Minnie's owner was finally arrested. For Minnie the monkey, we don't know exactly what happened to her over those years in captivity. At least, I'm not looking for those videos because I don't want to know personally. but we do know her injuries at the time of her owner's arrest, broken jawbone, missing teeth, bruises, scars, and intense psychological trauma. Today we know that Abe's cage has been disbanded. The broker, Mike McCartney, is facing heavy prison time,

as well as other distributors. And many of the monkey hater content creators have been arrested and charged, but just like the fake rescue videos, This all boils down to one major point. This content isn't dead. At the end of the day, these two stories are just the tip of the iceberg. While social media platforms attempt to regulate this type of content,

sometimes it slips through the cracks. And as criminals get smarter, it gets harder and harder to stop people like this. For both of these stories, the rabbit hole goes much deeper than just this information. It's basically endless. You can spend days going deeper and deeper into the sadistic, secretive networks of animal exploitation rings online. But at least for me, I won't be going any deeper anytime soon. Love has won. Amy Carlson was born on November 30, 1975 in McPherson, Kansas.

She was a child of divorce, splitting her time between Kansas and over. Oklahoma City. Amy was described as smart from an early age. She did well in school, always had good grades, sang for the school choir, but while her academics were thriving, behind the scenes her home life was falling apart. After years living with her father and abusive stepmother, the pain became too great. And so Amy moved in with her mother, eventually relocating to Texas. Here she wanted to begin her new life. But above, of all, she wanted love. Affection, the All-American Nuclear Family.

But Amy had trouble keeping relationships. She'd made a man, they'd have a child, and then they'd break up. By the time Amy was 30 years old, she had been married three times and had three beautiful children. She supported them by working as a manager for McDonald's, but she wasn't happy. She neglected her children, and after her children, and after her children, she was a child, her child was born, she began to distance herself from the family unit she fought so hard to create. Why? Well, around this time, she started getting involved in New Age religion, which I'd categorized

here as a more radical form of spirituality. Think holistic medicine, crystals, and tarot, but for Amy, she took it to another level. She believed in multiple dimensions of spirituality, like metaphysical dimensions, soul reincarnation, the healing power of loving energy, which, to be fair, some of this isn't very strange. Many Eastern religions are built on these same beliefs, but her beliefs were evolving. Online, she met a male called Amarith White Eagle. See what I'm saying? And he convinced her that she was divine.

Amy wasn't some mortal working at McDonald's. No, she was Mother God, a being that had been alive for as long as time. Someone that had reincarnated into many bodies. The Hawaiian God Pellé, Cleopatra, Jesus, Harriet Tubman. She claimed that in a past reincarnation, Donald Trump was her father, and before that, Elvis Presley was her son. Eventually, in 2007, she had become so convinced, of her otherworldly spiritual powers,

she abandoned her life, went no contact with her three children and her family, and disappeared to Colorado, to be with her muse. Together, Amy and White Eagle would form a new religious group, and when I say group,

I mean cult, called the Galactic Federation of Light. Now, before I continue, I want to make this abundantly clear. We're going to hear a lot about Amy throughout this story. and she does some weird things, some irresponsible things, and some downright dangerous things. But I want us to remember, this is a sick woman.

She was influenced by White Eagle, who I'm sure was influenced by someone else, and all of them were influenced by a whole lot of drugs. So I'm not discounting the gravity of her actions. I'm just saying she was just as much a victim as she was a perpetrator. Even her daughter, when later interviewed, wants us to remember Amy as a human being who is sick, not just a crackpot cult leader. And I think it's important to make that clear. Moving on, she moves to Colorado, and together with White Eagle, they create a website.

Weekly, they post about their doctrines, taking the moniker, mother, and father, God, while their partnership in the Galactic Federation was purely managerial. Behind the scenes, they were heavily romantic. And in 2009, they posted their first YouTube video. Truth is a brilliant symphony. The message is very difficult to follow. Amy Carlson's mother god, hosting convoluted talks about truth, God, angels, the universe, energy, and atoms. Now, over the course of many more videos, we begin to understand her evolving beliefs in better detail.

tale. Amy Carlson was 19 billion years old, a deity called Mother God and had birthed all of creation. Father God was her secondhand man and sometimes her lover. She accessed the fifth dimension via contact with the Galactics, a communication of dead celebrities like Robin Williams and Whitney Houston, who served as dimensional spirit guides. She had been reincarnated 534 times, and the job of her current incarnation was to lead exactly 144,000 people to salvation in her mysterious fifth dimensional heaven. And soon enough, the group had its first passenger. Miguel Lamboy. Miguel was the first person to support the galactic. FDacic Federation, and he took a special interest in Amy in the inner workings of her spiritual

vessel. He would become the group's logistics director managing the finances. The admittance of her forest follower began a long cycle for the Galactic Federation under Amy's control. She would frequently eject people who didn't fit her doctrine or those who didn't agree with her, and this complete control became very toxic and dangerous, very fast. When the group joined Tiny Chat, a website where you can create custom chat rooms accessed by random people, the Galactic Federation of Light began to develop a larger following. And this pattern of Amy's controlling, dictatorial nature, began to rear its ugly head. Here's an excerpt from a Redditor who had a firsthand account with the group early on.

And the post raises follows. I first met Amy back in 2013 through the Galactic Free Press and Tiny Chat platform. Back then, LHW did not exist yet, but the cult-like recruiting tactics were being developed. Miguel Lamboy, who went by Michael Silver, had an administrative presence along with Amy and a few others. Many of us would join online together nightly to share spiritual videos, music, meditations, etc. Honestly, we weren't there because of Amy. We just enjoyed the interactive platform. It was a fun hangout with like-minded people from around the world.

We initially tolerated Amy and the first Father God's controlling mechanisms. They would temporarily block you or kick you out of the chat room if you said anything that was contrary to their thinking. But the most interesting and engaging conversations and interactions almost always, took place once Amy had left the chat for the night. I had a few one-on-one Skype encounters with Amy. Sadly, I saw right through the con that was developing. Amy even invited me to join her in Dunzmer, California, which I declined. In late 2013, as the Galactic Federation scene started to devolve into a more cultish setting, I went out and started my own spiritual tiny chat. About 20 or so people followed me over there for

GFP, Amy and her followers would daily try to get us to rejoin her. As per this user's story, Amy began to develop a new personality. Gone were the days of innocent spirituality and happy-go-lucky values. No. Her rule was becoming stern and absolute. If someone didn't align with her beliefs, she expelled them or blocked them. ostracized them from the community. But that was just online.

Around this time, she gained a second follower, Andrew Prafasi, who wanted desperately to worship Amy. The two began a romantic relationship, and before long, Amy expelled Amarith White Eagle, the first father God, and replaced him with Andrew. Just like that, the man who started it all, the one who had filled Amy's mind with delusions of grandeur and elevated purpose was abandoned by her majesty, his mother God,

and the delusion he created developed a life of its own. With the help of Miguel Lamboy and her new, more obedient Father God, the group began to expand. People from across the country made the migration to join the goddess reincarnate. People we'd later see on live streams

and in-community videos, Hope, Aurora, faith. Together, they traveled from Colorado to Oregon to California, spreading their ridiculous gospel to anyone that would listen, the desperate, the defunct, the lame, and the lonely. A small convent of lost global souls to poison with her doctrine. But she couldn't do it with the same old ideas she developed with White Eagle. No, she wanted a fresh start.

Though the same spiritual hierarchy remained with Amy at the top of the pyramid, the optics had changed, and the Galactic Federation of Light became the now infamous, fully formed, Love Has Won cult. Amy implemented new rules for the group, no drinking, no smoking, a strict dietary plan, and an even stricter sleep schedule. Members of love has won were only allowed to sleep for four to five hours a day. In many videos, followers can be seen falling asleep as other members attempt to shake them awake, but they scarcely do. The group called this spiritual discipline,

but from the outside, it began to look more like torture. These types of strict rules are common among cults, frequently cited as brainwashing tactics. followers are more likely to be obedient if their freedoms are revoked, and their reliance becomes upon the group itself. If you wanted to join Love Has won, you had to leave your family completely. These tactics amassed them a group of approximately 15 to 20, who lived with Amy, and whatever Father God was present at the time, moving from state to state.

And because of their recent expansion, they needed more money, and they made it selling holistic medicine online, including colloidal silver. Now, colloidal silver is typically sold for its healing properties. At least that's what it would be sold for, if it had any healing properties. In fact, colloidal silver has no bodily purpose. No recognized function isn't an essential mineral, and when consumed, it does nothing but wreak havoc inside and out. consistent consumption is considered dangerous, and although it's technically legal, the CDC does not condone its consumption. That being said, people continue to sell it for its mystical, spiritual, non-existent healing properties.

The group also made many claims to improve people's health without the use of meditation. Love has one promoted their ability to prey away cancer, chronic illness, depression, of course selling false remedies and prayer cures will ultimately garner the attention to the public. And before long, Amy and her followers were facing heavy backlash. But not just for their snake oil sales. They also publicly held beliefs in many conspiracy theories, ones that, frankly, tend to piss people off, believing that most American tragedies were hoaxes staged by the government's lesser energy minions.

Needless to say, people have never and will never, resonate with these extreme claims. And for those cities and towns hosting Love is One, they didn't enjoy having a cult in their community to brainwash young, feeble minds into joining their ranks. In 2020, Amy and the Love has one group briefly moved to Kauai in Hawaii, where she publicly claimed to be Pele,

the Polynesian goddess of volcanoes, fire, and creation. Shortly after their arrival, locals began to protest. It was a hostile, angry environment. This random white woman came onto their property and proclaimed herself as one of the most revered deities in their culture, and the native Hawaiians were not having it. They feared, like so many others, the cults would attempt to indoctrinate their friends and family too, which of course they did attempt to do. protesters began lighting driftwoods on fire and chanting prayers around the rental property the group of staying in. As the days continued, the protesters grew less patient and more violent.

They began throwing rocks and eggs at the windows of the property. Group member Lauren Sores, who I referred to earlier by her chosen name Aurora, captured video footage of the attack in the resulting broken window. It got so bad, the mayor of Kauai had to come and broker a negotiation between the two groups, eventually leading to the departure of Love Has Won from the island. And just like that, the group had returned to Colorado. In the year that followed, Amy's presence online became less and less frequent.

Witnesses noticed her health was declining. She was getting thinner, smaller, quieter. Something was clearly wrong. But Amy sought no solutions to her obvious medicals issue. As the weeks turned to months living with this illness, she became paralyzed from the waist down, and her skin became blue. As her health declined that December, on New Year's Eve, Amy had a conversation with her sister over Skype, who noted that Amy looked awful. Amy, in response, told her sister that she had cancer. It was the first time the pair had spoken in many years,

and little did her family know. It was the last. time they would hear from Amy ever again. In early April of 2021, the group relocated to an RV camp in Mount Shasta, northern California, attempting to find new footing in different area, but were asked to leave due to overcrowding. After this, they made their final migration back to the Love Has One Mission House near Crestone, Colorado. On the journey, the group made a chilling Facebook post stating, She has ascended, and the Love Hasone website was taken offline.

In late April of 2021, Miguel Lamboy had a finance at Love Has One contacted the police, saying that something awful had happened to Amy. When police arrived at the mission house, they discovered the unthinkable. Amy wasn't just dead. She had been mummified. judging by the state of decay, she had died sometime during the trip back to Colorado several weeks earlier. The group had wrapped her in a sleeping bag, tied it with Christmas lights, and covered her face in glitter. A final makeshift shrine to the empty vessel of their mother God.

When asked what it was like transporting the corpse from California to Colorado, without any way of stopping the decomposition, the group responded, you could smell God everywhere. But how did she die? Well, the corpse was blue, gray, and color, and a photo taken just a little before death showed her emaciated blue-gray body, just barely clinging to life. Amy Carlson died from complications as a result of taking large amounts of colloidal silver. The same remedy she had peddled to countless others. was the thing that killed her.

Seven members of the group were charged with gross disrespect of a corpse, spending only a couple of weeks in jail before the charges were dropped. And Miguel Lamboy, the man responsible for the group's success, disappeared with the remaining $300,000 in the Love Has Won accounts. Today, the group is fractured. group member and live streaming coordinator Aurora abandoned the original YouTube channel and created a spiritual successor called 5D Full Closure, which continued to post videos until August of 2025.

Several other members have started popular social media accounts or businesses, but none to this day have reached the infamy that love has one garnered. And I hope for the sake of others they never do. But what I just covered isn't even half the story. There are so many more details we couldn't include. Even with the full treatment, hundreds of first-hand accounts, thousands of hours of video. There's actually a great documentary by HBO about it, but even they didn't have the runtime to discuss every detail. Needless to say, this rabbit hole goes deep.

In the depths of the love has won madness seemingly. has no end. And all right, guys, that wraps up some horrifying internet rabbit holes. What did you think about today's video? I thought these were horrifying rabbit holes, to be honest. These were depressing, sad, and just so, so horrible. I feel so horrible for all the victims involved. Comment down below what you thought about this video.

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