Hello, my name is Thara Jones pen Thara Wild. I am a survivor of the human trafficking industry. It all started a long time ago in my childhood. What from the outside looked like the kind of home people fantasize about in the rich town of San Anselmo, California was less of a home and more of a nightmare.
When I was three years old, my reality was shattered as a woman entered my bedroom in the middle of the night, through the back door wearing a black druidic robe. She flipped on all the lights and injected my back as I stared at her. My memory was not erased, and I could see her perfectly, but I was paralyzed for the entire molestation. My father was the one who let her in. This is not something I would put together for a few more years.
This was one of several incidents that would ensue for profit by my father. He made a lot of money off of me. I endured a lot of rape from strangers because of him. There was one incident where I was attacked by an entire group in rotation. I was taken from my bed in the middle of the night and brought to the backyard where I was getting drugged, paralyzed, and raped at 15 years old. They all wore black druidic-style robes and they all read words of sacrifice over me before they sacrificed me to some presumed deity or demon in the Satanic cult.
The rapes were filmed and I even went with my father under the guise of selling blockbuster videos to stores which quickly led to shady backroom dealings with private VHS tapes of me and other people. My father was also a drug dealer so going on deals wasn’t entirely suspicious at least from his norm. We begin distributing porn together around San Rafael, California. I didn’t know that it was at the time. It was the 90s and VHS tapes came with the center pop-out for homemade videos.It was upon discovering his stockpiled porn collection that I started to understand where our family’s money came from.
I was assaulted on and off for 10 years by a very slender drug addict in Sonoma, California who would show up periodically. I caught him injecting my ankle with paralysis drugs, and I lay awake for the next six hours at first from the drugs then from terror. The truth is, I scared him by catching him and he had hid in the closet for the duration of the six hours, letting himself out at sunrise, squeezing my ankle as he left somewhat a reminder that he would be back. It was obvious by the way that he used the front door that he had, had my father‘s permission to be there, leaving in the bright sun. Over 10 years every several months he would reappear. I tried to confide in my father who told me it was a dream. It was “just a dream “my father‘s only response to the gang rape that and to turn on the kitchen light so they could film better.
On one of my assaults with the slender man, I caught a bright blue light in the darkness aimed right at me, presumably a video camera. He was assaulting me in my living room. While, my dad was home, with permission. I would later come to find that his benefactor and porn replicator and distributor was a San Francisco group called the Welcomed Consensus, which now has affiliate ties to” independent film” makers Wolfpack Distribution.
I moved forward into my adult life and headed to college at UC Santa Cruz prepared to start anew. Unfortunately for me. I was my father‘s property and didn’t know it. He went on to pay a boyfriend of mine to record pornography against me with no permission or knowledge and sell them to the Welcomed, for profit and entertainment. This type of thing went on for years without me catching him. I had no idea what was happening to me, never suspecting my boyfriends to be capable of such betrayal, most waited until we broke up to sell them. To have been trapped alone was nothing short of an eternal nightmare.
My father is an author who wrote a book about a woman who lived in entire life, believing that it all meant one thing only to hear “ cut” from a Director in the middle to find out she had been in someone else’s plot all along. She’s written about me.
He also used to like to binge-read all kinds of stories about “Manchurian candidates “ type women who were sold by their families to prostitution at age 11 to bigwig politicians. They were using all kinds of techniques, drugs, and manipulations to keep their knowledge from them that they were abused, One day they woke, up. He also claims that his affiliate was the head coroner to Jon Benet’ Ramsey, the child pageant tragedy victim was none other than a member of the Welcomed I can’t vet that this is true, but her case looks a lot like mine, and it seems to solve the mystery of how poor Jon was found strangled bound, raped, and dead while her parents were still home.
In 2013, I had the unfortunate staged synchronicity event as planned by the Welcomed unbeknown to me to lure me into their home. I never saw it coming. Many things would surprise me along this journey. No good deed goes unpunished and so well I thought I was showing up to help cater a benefit for homeless people in San Francisco. It quickly became a recruiting attempt by none other than my father’s affiliates, The Welcomed. It seems that they wanted to know more about me and get me to live with them in-house.
I met a man Abraham Cohen through the event who would later go on to purposefully film and impregnate me without consent. There was even one event of recorded sexual assault. He even confessed to taking a large sum of money to break up with me and go to China with them, leaving me behind while pregnant. There was a lot Abraham a covert Welcomed member went to tell me about the evil of this household. This Satanic sex cult he told me, forced him as a vegan, to cut the throat of a dear, to join them as this “spiritual initiation. “
After discovering the true identity of his friends as being none other than the Welcomed, after learning the news of my pregnancy Abraham and his affiliates paid for a forced miscarriage by drugging my food. As someone who is personally pro-life and politically pro-choice, I had a really hard time with the fact that my child was murdered inside me and I could not stop it. Those whom I had trusted had come to be bullied and bribed. My friends were scared off, it turns out I had very few true friends.
For years and decades consistently. I was scared, outnumbered, and alone. My miscarriage began in a slow bleedout over nine days, mostly endured in the fetal position. I cried lava tears in the most humble prayer to God for justice. In an act of heroic virtue that I had never personally had before to this level, I stood the tide against the Welcomed a domestic terrorist group rumored to kill many, and proclaimed openly that I knew of their misdeeds and crimes via social media. I was angry and in a way at the time I didn’t care what they did to me, because a baby that I loved suddenly died without me being able to stop it. There are some things from people you just don’t take from them. Profaning my sacred wasn’t something I took lightly.
They hacked my social media and email. They framed me by registering my numbers or just numbers with my name through WhatsApp They wrote as me and turned all my friends against me. I will not endorse the WhatsApp App nor have will ever personally used it, as it is a tool to gain entry into many social media accounts. It turns out that you don’t register your phone on WhatsApp and someone else does they can get your password links sent to them and keep you from notifications by entering your account. I was framed for years by WhatsApp. I think it needs investigation as the app numerous reported and enabled crimes.
As a result of the Whats App campaign, my life became small and singularly focused on justice, survival, and almost nothing else. I turned to gonzo journalism having had a journalism background in Los Angeles in the arts and entertainment, I now switched to reporting about the Welcomed.
I reported heavily on their front business Mediterresian Design, a company that takes no clients but makes a lot of money. It is run without an LLC or registration or claimed coworkers. Mediterresian Design is a singularly owned title by one landscaping license held by Richard Held who has been on the main house deed since 1986. It is not a company at all, and yet it is the declared livelihood of almost all the Welcomed.
I ended up turning in numerous photos, testimonials links to survivors’ stories, and links to legal cases, including in 2012 when The Welcomed Consensus was sued for pimping and prostitution, There were photos of children, at sex parties, photos of the erotic child feature art, testimonials, and books written over to Vice Magazine who called me, having read some writing of mine with Paladin Project but who ultimately did not choose our story but rather another. One book by the Welcomed, for example, is Ginger Testerman who wrote an entire book about the wonders of being finger banged by her father in front of her entire family, her whole life to achieve a scientific investigation into female orgasm.
Unfortunately, they continue to recruit members through their affiliate research programs and nonprofits such as WOOF. Having an affiliation with an even larger network called OHM they represent one OHM household, It gave them a whole large network of other households under which to contact and affiliate.
Nonprofits that they owned could potentially pay their taxes back into their organization and pockets. I wanted to see what they were about. Numerous stories from survivors had all reported that they were responsible for putting heart attack-causing agents and carcinogens in food and distributing it to the homeless in San Francisco as well as the victims. Out of curiosity, I researched the rates of heart attacks of homeless people in San Francisco and found that according to the University of San Francisco, it was over 16 times more likely for expressly a homeless person to suffer from a heart attack in San Francisco than anywhere else in the country. To be clear the correlation was not tied to drug addiction or drugs. More specifically homeless people suffer higher rates of heart attacks. This made me wonder what the association was, if it wasn’t the drugs as the study isn’t for all addicts and homeless people combined, but specific to homelessness then one could conclude that it must be something that homeless people are eating. I thought immediately of the Free the Need program by the Welcomed Consensus who pass out free food to the homeless all around San Francisco.
In August 2024, KQED published an article about the Welcomed Consensus and its methods.UC Berkeley investigates in their classes the mental devices and techniques that they use to brainwash and pray on their victims.
I have personally been harassed and assaulted by their members, having reported this 10 years ago. They have put cameras in my house via infiltration and breaking without permission and even continued to pay past boyfriends of mine to publish pornographic material that I never gave consent to make.
The hardest part of fighting a group is that you are fighting an ever-changing ephemeral. When crimes are hired out, one cannot expect to see a man with a pitchfork after you claiming to be the leader, it’s not going to happen, that’s not how most crime bosses operate.
What you do see is a whole lot of informants and misinformation and rumors about you, hacking, cyberbullying, framing, phone, calls, pornography, stalking, and assault. These are the flares of the Welcomed, and, sadly, they are a service that anyone can hire to do this to anyone at any time.
The reality is that they are a domestic terrorist threat to San Francisco and the United States. I am wholeheartedly recommending that the US government heed the warning of this article and investigate the individuals of 827 Joost in San Francisco Pacific Heights, as well as the affiliation of my father in Sonoma, CA.
Please do your best to protect yourself from this cult and please stay tuned for my next article where I walk you through some practical steps as to how to stay safe.
I’d like to point out that I am still in need of protection myself that the threats continue to this day. I was hacked even last week alone and I was written three weeks ago saying that they had discovered my veterinarian bills and knew my location. When I try to report this now six times to the FBI, I am simply told that until someone is in my face, causing a threat, or until I can locate any videos of their distribution, they can do nothing for me. Who else can investigate child pornography ito if not the federal government? Though they advised me to go to the local police and I have, it doesn’t make sense that a federal issue and international group should be treated on a local level where they don’t live as that is considered the long arm of the law and is highly sustained. Why is it that the US government avoids investigating these people? 15 witnesses have come out this year and I am the 16th to publish a testimonial about this group. Most of the testimonials involve the survivors and their accounts of sexual misconduct by the leader, including when they were underage themselves. Why are we protecting pedophiles? I’d like to know.
