When I could'nt have a free thought without being afraid. So many other things pass through my mind right now. Like when I went to bethel and took the tour and saw the underground commisary(pls forgive the spelling)it did seem a little strange.Also the fact that the blood issue is still in effect; to a point, now that is a matter of concience. The feelings of being socially stunted from the outside, ect.
so strange, especially when they put labels on people that don't belive what you believe. How families are apart because of differences with the cult. I finally realised that it was a cult when I just looked around me at this past assembly and noticed the prozac laden faces of those that were sick and afraid of the real world and wanted hope, even if it cost them their free will. That's when I knew I needed to hurry up and escape. True Freedom? In a world where you are an ant in an ant farm? Not hardly freedom, they can have it all back from me, I'm not a wt lamb; I'm human in everyway.
jojochan...the prisioner