About Us
Where families improve their lives as they learn to be self-sustaining.
Our History
November 11, 2011 marked the time in which we were Introduced to the “Wealth for Humanity”. We started MDC as a group whose goal was To Change Lives Globally… Our group has formally been incorporated on the 29th of September 2017 with SEC Registration Number CN201729047 and Tax Information Number 009-798- 500-000 under the name of Modern Disciples of God Foundation Incorporated (MDGFI). Since then, we have launched our first program entitled LIFESTYLE CHANGE. A program geared towards changing the lives of 10 million families through a sustainable livelihood program and feeding 5 million families until such time that they can be incorporated into the livelihood program. This way, “We do not give them fish but instead we Teach the people How to fish,” for HUMANITY’S WEALTH lays not on its finances but on the human lives we touch.
Mission & Vision
Expanding our membership to cater to the Indigents and Indigenous people, we learned that being a Soldier for Christ is not bound by religion nor is it bounded by beliefs and norms. In as much as the Filipino race (much more humanity in general) is a melting pot of all sorts of religious beliefs, MDC was changed to MDGFI. MDGFI’s Mission is to alleviate poverty through a sustainable livelihood program while helping the people find their way back to the Father, the Creator of the Universe. MDGFI’s Vision is to ensure that the wealth given by the Father, through any means, shall be used for the sole purpose of ensuring that the mission shall be attained.
Ferdinand Lacsama Arizapa
RSJ’s words to me on Nov 11, 2011 still rings in my head like it only happened yesterday. “You are the first person to raise your voice at me. Usually, I am the one mad.” and started showing me pictures he had with so many men in coats and ties some of which as I recall included George Bush, Ronald Reagan, people from the UN, WB and IMF to name a few. Then RSJ continued, “can I see your hands?” with my palms facing upward, he placed his hands in between mine and uttered the words, “I never thought I’d see you in my lifetime. Inaantay ka ng mga kapatiran.” He started bringing the commodities while saying, “These are all yours.”
The Co-founder and owner of MyVideoTalk. I met Mr. Gill and 2 other leaders of his company during a breakfast meeting. Out of the blue, his group singled me out and asked Marissa Mehrez if they could talk to me. Joining their table, the guy with him suddenly said, “You will remember me someday. It is our pleasure to meet you as you will be the Prime Minister of the Philippines.”
Editha Javier
Maeda
He was the father I grew up with. After meeting RSJ, I confronted him but it was Julie Rimando (the brother of the late Ex-Mayor of Naguilian, La Union Gammy Rimando) who answered saying, “whether or not it is true, should you not be greatful they brought you up?” So I left it at that.
The only time that was ever opened discussed again was during my Dad’s deathbed. Upon stepping into his hospital room, the first thing he asked was about my trip to HK. One I never disclosed to them. When my mom asked how he knew about it, his answer to this day puzzles me,” Of course I am the author of that.”
My introduction to the world of gold and the yamashita treasure was because of him. While in the hospital and in a half awake state, he was talking of numbers and places. When he woke up, he said I needed to go to the mountain of Bimmotobot and get the treasure that would be used to ensure that the towns below it would not be washed away. Being afraid of worms, and as educated as I thought I was, I did not like to do anything on a mountain that required digging. But as a child seeing your father in such a state and attempting to stand up and practice to walk while stating, “if you do not like to do it, I’ll do it myself” I heeded to his bidding.
My father’s last words to me before he went into a coma was, “I am a very happy man. I am a very lucky man that they have shown me the future and now I understand that your mission is not to help the family, but the whole world.”
Two days after, I went to the mountains of Bimmotobot with a party that included Nanay Edith and the Heirs to the FLAT account. Surprisingly, the lot that contained the supposed treasure was owned by the FLAT account heirs. The exact spot I chose was the same exact spot Francorito de Avila identified as a treasure spot. In the morning of November 27, 2013, I called my mom to inform my dad that we were done in the mountains and were making our way down. Barely an hour or two after, I received a call saying my Dad just passed away.
Lola Mely as she is know by her people told me upfront that I was the youngest of all the children the late President Marcos had. She then informed me of the keepers and the holders as they were attasked by the late president. She told me the story of how Pres. Marcos and Imelda got wed. She then asked me to find 4 things inside the house I grew up with. One of which is a letter by the late President attached as ANNEX A.
Apo Allan
Black Monkey
Tita Em and Tita Inda
Mommy Aileen and Datu Carillo
Mommy Aileen claims to have been once a personal nurse of QE but now is a head of a Spiritual Hospital. Datu Carillo on the other hand, claims to represent the hospital and the Indigenous people of Mindanao. On the day we met, Mommy Aileen said, they had a box coded AAA777 and were given instructions by the spirit of Pres Marcos himself that the owner of the box will come claim it soon. In order for them to know the veracity of the spirits words, someone would arrive to give Datu Carillo shoes. True to it, the day before we arrived, someone from Spain arrived to deliver the shoes that was exactly his size. Thus our arrival was timely and expected. The 3 spiritual healers of Mommy Aileen’s group were called to attest to my personna. According to the oldest lady, “the box itself was jumping for joy as the owner (pertaining to me) just arrived.” Scanning me with visions like that of xrays, Mommy Aileen suddenly said the reason I was sickly and had near death experiences was because the evil spirits were trying to ensure I would not succeed in my mission. The only reason I was alive was that my guardian angel kept saving me to ensure that the golden buddha implanted in me be kept alive too.
Divine Pearl
I met Divine Pearl in Cubao. She said she usually does not go out of her house for security purposes but was curious to see if I was truly the person they claim I am. She asked if she could hold my hands and started praying. After that, she said indeed it was true and that I was ready. Ready for what? I was not too sure. She asked if I had any questions before setting an appointment for her to show me things in her house. I had but one, “will there be a possibility for the buddha in me to manifest itself?” She left me with a riddle, “buhay ka d ba?”
While in her house, she showed me a lot of things to include documents to support her claim as the daughter of Onate and her being the current signatory to the Mei Wah Dynasty. She then got a phone call from one she claims to be Pres. Marcos. With instructions from the old man, she performed a ritual to “transfer her rights” to me being the youngest child. She also showed me the world of quantum leaping.
Kuya Doc
Doc Julius I met in Jollibee Las Pinas. The moment our eyes met, he asked me if I knew who he was. I said, “yes, I know you are the eldest sibling.” After my acknowledgement he said, “I know you are the youngest. Do not ever again come to a public place like this. Let us talk inside my house.” While in his house he disclosed a lot of things stating, “I am very honest with you as you and I have a symbiotic relationship. I need you and you need me.” And that was the start of a series of meetings with him. In one of the meetings with him we have dubbed “meeting the family”, I met Ambassodor Margie Jalandoni.
Margie Jalandoni
Introduced herself as the Ambassador to Netherlands and a daughter of the famous Jalandoni clan in Mindanao. She said she went to China where she spoke with the three elders who told her about the world, peace, and prosperity. From there, she travelled to the Netherlands where she had to sign the documents for the release of the funds for a docking area being built in Argentina. She also expressed her hope someday that the docking area she was proposing in Bacolod would come true. As per her words, the funds for all the countries have already been stipulated and broken down but they are waiting for ” yung bunsong anak, na tomboy, na pasaway para kunin ang kanyang responsibilidad” to sign the documents. Kuya Doc, laughed his heart out and introduced me. Ambassador Jalandoni then said her strict instructions were to bring me to Smidori Hotel where I should be housed as it is the first property fought in court using 01-4 in the name of President Marcos. She said my role was to accept the commodities that would be brought to that place as the original owner of such. Turn over these commodities to Rande Ortiga for him to process the reward these people are entitled to.
Rande Ortiga, Rachelle Aoki, and Ricky Almario
While at Smidori Hotel, Rande Ortiga spoke to me in front of several people claiming that although he accepts who I am, he would not like to do as asked by Ambassador Jalandoni because according to him, Kiram and other claimants of the gold had proclaimed him King of Kings in a ritual performed in Mindanao a week before my arrival. So much so that according to him, the Quintal money, suppose to be used as the world currency, has been printed with his face on it. To the surprise of everyone present, when he showed us the sample print in a tarpaulin, the picture on the Quintal looked exactly like me.
While talking to the three of them, Ricky Almario was aghast to know that an event we had with one I call Capt Ed superceded their claim to be the redeemers of IQD. And claim to have the Pres. Marcos held in a submarine in Davao. And to have him hanged in front of me should I not give up my claim to the wealth. I told him upfront that the person that held is not the Pres. And that I will never give up my birth right for the good of the people.
Khomram
I met while praying at Lourdes Grotto, Baguio City. While acting as a tour guide for a German couple, she approached me and asked if we could talk inside Pacdal church. While in Pacdal church she described a spirit claiming to be my father asking me to memorize my name. He wanted it to be in Ilocano though the english version Morning star was easier to express.
Van yong chue Kue
I met because of the Iraqui Dinar. He said he was appointed to be my guardian until events finally unfold and take place, Two striking things I remember about Van is 1, his participation in the sale of the afamed Korean Gold; and 2, his introducing me to Mommy Ilaw.
Mommy Ilaw
known by many names to include the Midnight lady and Morning Star. We waited for her in her house til midnight. Upon declaring to her the statement the elders said she asked me on what capacity. The answer was simple, I stated the name komram gave. She then said, “kompleto pa lahat ng sa akin ala akong binebenta, and teka may tatawagan ako,” “dennis, pakigising si ambassador, ambassador, andito na yong anak sa labas and inaangkin na ang lahat sa kanya.” After putting the phone down she started telling us the story for her participation as Fidel Ramos tried to claim the wealth in Europe.
Ambassodor Palpalatoc
I met in Hotel Intercontennental as he was trying to sell commodities. Upon declaring who I was we went into an Ilocano argument that also left me at awe as I am not that fluent with the language. Speaking in Ilocano, he toned down and accepted who I was after apologizing.
Jocelyn Bilasano
I met Dra Jo as she is fondly called by Evelyn Gray. When we met, I told her I was seeking the truth about who I am and told her my story. The story of how people claim that I am the youngest child of Marcos and that my destiny and mission was to feed the whole world. She asked me to write my fullname on paper and went to her prayer room. A few minutes after, she came out and said I had to be “opened.” She introduced me to the world of healing and meditation. She also gave me the book of Zohar and a crystal called the flower of life. In the series of meetings with her for opening, upgrading and empowerment, she told me not to tell people who I was for security reasons. Yet as stubborn as I am, here I am declaring to the world publicly my story.
Annex B – Haja: Leap of Faith
Flying to Malaysia armed only with the words of Lola Sinukuan that we were on training, proved to be a Leap of Faith experience that has changed my whole perspective of having faith. Not blind faith but true faith. While the western world is so caught up in gold and commodities, the eastern world is caught up with the spiritual world. Nature items containing spirits are more expensive than gold. On our flight we had in our possession 3 items: A vine, a bamboo that looked like a hoove of a horse and a smaller version the shape of a cross. The initial price offered was 3M Ringgit and the maximum offer was 12M Ringgit. The vine and the bigger bamboo we left with the Haja’s daughter as a token of gratitude. But let me elaborate more on the story of having a Leap of Faith.
Any item of value spawns man’s greed, enough to take a life
Upon arrival in Kota Kinabalu, we were offered 3M Ringgit for the 3 items that we never took out of our bag. In my insistence for them to check the items before giving a price, we met Zambrud, the daughter of Haja. Zambrud declared that the vine was the hair of an encanto known to us as a tikbalang. The tikbalang threw the piece in a river adjacent to a waterfalls. That the vine was found by the river at the foot of a mountain. Technically speaking, this was true as the vine came from the river at the foot of the Sierra Madre mountain. But as it being the hair of a tikbalang, I am uncertain.
Zambrud then inspected the bigger bamboo. She said that this had an ermitanio with it who hails from the mountain side. And that the ermitanio declared that lives shall be lost in case we were double crossed. Again this had a certain truth to it, as it has been handed to us by someone from Cagayan Valley.
The third item, she said came not from the physical world and that it can be used to make a plane crash and a ship sink… that in its entirety I cannot say is true. Yet, we were in a foreign land whose belief in the mystics is unquestionable.
Much like gold, the items too had “assayers.” And since we were in a Muslim country, the challenge of proving the veracity of the items lays on a quote in the Christian Bible that says not even a single hair shall be touched. 3 items meant 3 haircuts. And in those 3 haircuts I lost some hair.
Cutting the story short, a twist of the story came as the Haja declared that my “angel” talked to her inside the mosque. The angel declared who I was and that the number of hair that has been cut would be the number of people to die in KB. I expressed my sadness as I am a person who believes that death is reserved solely for the Lord. Thus, a bargain transpired. On the second occasion that the angel appeared, the angel declared that death shall not be, instead sickness shall befall all who had anything to do with the cutting of my hair. As soon as the Haja uttered those words, boils started to appear to the body of the Zambrud’s girlfriend. Only then did she admit that she took pieces of hair from the pile that was cut.
We spent our remaining days living in accommodations Zambrud made for us beside the mosque in KB.
“SECRECY IS SECURITY AND SECURITY IS VICTORY”
as a wise man once told me. Moses (like most of people of God called like Jonah and Daniel to name a few), when he was called by the Lord to face Ramses for the release of the Lord’s people was adamant to do so. His fear was based on what people would say about him and security of his life. My leap of faith is anchored on the same wise man’s quote. “Your identity should be anchored on what God says about you, not on what others say about you. Jeremiah 29:11 says, ‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you & not to harm you, plans to give you hope & a future.’ Don’t let the words of others define who you are.” I am who the Lord has made me to be … The Lord’s humble servant for the salvation of His chosen people for His glory.
IN WITNESS HEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this 12th day of January 2017 at Baguio City, Philippines.
Marie Mignonette Dicang Gaviola
SUBSCRIBED AND SWORN to before me this 19th day of January 2017 at Baguio City Philippines.
JOSIE C. PERALTA
Associate Prosecuting Atty. I
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