Waiting, I live in a bomb shelter waiting for the end of the world, actualy, JAVA and I live in the same city, and are good friends. I met him when he first came out. Early on, we spent many Sunday afternoons drinking coffee and talking about all the stuff in our heads....JAVA and I have several things in common: we both work for coffee, we both like Yellow Springs (my yongest daughter, the one that grandma thought was demon possessed, see my posting under new truths, has a health food store there) and JAVA and I both have warped minds, you might ask him to send you are recent coorespondence, if he saved them, I should have but didn't.
Story about my daughter: One day when Jan and I were out, my daughter, who was on her way out as well met JWs at the door, she told them that her parents used to be part of it, but found that "truth comes from all directions, remember Jah loves." "Oh, and I'll be glad to take you magazines; thank you" and off to her car she went (Jah loves is a Rosta term my daughter learned on St. Croix where she lived for two years, "ya, maun"
