Uploaded November 2025 | Updated September 2026, 8 hours ago
Episode 33: 11/11. I used to roll my eyes at “meaningful numbers.”
Then when my dad was passing, everything changed.
In this time-capsule episode I share why 11:11 won’t let me go: leaving a fundamentalist Mormon cult, standing up to my dad, two years of distance, two years of honest reconnection after his stage-4 diagnosis, and the moment that changed everything. It’s about anger, boundaries, forgiveness—and betting on honest art over the algorithm.
Find me on TikTok, X and Instagram!
Time Stamps:
0:00 — 11/11 upload + why 11:11 keeps finding me ✨
0:45 — Quick intro: I’m Calvin, aka Cultured Boy 👋
2:35 — Deconstructing the cult = waking from The Matrix 🟩
4:49 — My dad: complicated, loved by all 45 of us ❤️🩹
6:07 — Violence growing up: the 17-year-old curfew beating 🥊
7:43 — Therapy, anger, and a vow to stop abuse 🚫
10:18 — Barbecue showdown: “Cute arms,” sarcasm escalates 🧨
16:17 — Drink thrown; I block a punch: “Don’t ever [__] touch me” 🛑
23:20 — Front-yard face-off: naming the violence out loud ⚡️
26:20 — “Never come back.” I take space—and hold my line 🧭
33:00 — The pattern: sweeping things under the rug 🧹
34:31 — One text that mattered: “Thank you” from my mom 💌
40:27 — Two years of distance; seeing the man, not the tyrant 👀
44:00 — Returning for dinner: short sleeves, full-circle moment 🌀
47:01 — Stage-4 cancer: reaching out right before I knew 🩺
48:56 — Two honest years: talks, apologies, humanizing him 🗣️
52:55 — “Which one would you give back?”—a practical gut-check 🧩
54:39 — The last visit; he wakes: “Calvin, you made it.” at 11:11 ⏱️
1:01:21 — Locked out at the very end; choosing peace anyway 🕊️
1:03:03 — Why 11:11 now sticks; dreams of my dad 🌙
1:05:22 — Your turn: What did this evoke in you? 💭
1:06:06 — Sign-off: stay hungry, stay curious—follow the white rabbit 🐇
Episode 33: 11/11. I used to roll my eyes at “meaningful numbers.”
Then when my dad was passing, everything changed.
In this time-capsule episode I share why 11:11 won’t let me go: leaving a fundamentalist Mormon cult, standing up to my dad, two years of distance, two years of honest reconnection after his stage-4 diagnosis, and the moment that changed everything. It’s about anger, boundaries, forgiveness—and betting on honest art over the algorithm.
Find me on TikTok, X and Instagram!
Time Stamps:
0:00 — 11/11 upload + why 11:11 keeps finding me ✨
0:45 — Quick intro: I’m Calvin, aka Cultured Boy 👋
2:35 — Deconstructing the cult = waking from The Matrix 🟩
4:49 — My dad: complicated, loved by all 45 of us ❤️🩹
6:07 — Violence growing up: the 17-year-old curfew beating 🥊
7:43 — Therapy, anger, and a vow to stop abuse 🚫
10:18 — Barbecue showdown: “Cute arms,” sarcasm escalates 🧨
16:17 — Drink thrown; I block a punch: “Don’t ever [__] touch me” 🛑
23:20 — Front-yard face-off: naming the violence out loud ⚡️
26:20 — “Never come back.” I take space—and hold my line 🧭
33:00 — The pattern: sweeping things under the rug 🧹
34:31 — One text that mattered: “Thank you” from my mom 💌
40:27 — Two years of distance; seeing the man, not the tyrant 👀
44:00 — Returning for dinner: short sleeves, full-circle moment 🌀
47:01 — Stage-4 cancer: reaching out right before I knew 🩺
48:56 — Two honest years: talks, apologies, humanizing him 🗣️
52:55 — “Which one would you give back?”—a practical gut-check 🧩
54:39 — The last visit; he wakes: “Calvin, you made it.” at 11:11 ⏱️
1:01:21 — Locked out at the very end; choosing peace anyway 🕊️
1:03:03 — Why 11:11 now sticks; dreams of my dad 🌙
1:05:22 — Your turn: What did this evoke in you? 💭
1:06:06 — Sign-off: stay hungry, stay curious—follow the white rabbit 🐇
