by IslandWoman 14 Replies latest jw friends
To my friends who do not post here,
"Along with the missionaries, these now literate Witnesses rejoice. Why? Because they can now use their ability to read and write to honor Jehovah."
Deuteronomy 25:4- I will not. Going home soon.
Congratulations!!!
Damn, this is GOOD!!! My Salutations to the "Paperback Writer" and "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band".
Living in the present only,
Linda
IW: That one'll definitely get you the award for the most puzzling post of all time! Care to explain in a *tad* bit more detail?
Oh good SYN,
I thought it was only me that lost my secret decoder ring!!! :-)
Care to translate, IW?
Hrmm. One of the most cryptic peices of work I have ever read. I wish I spoke Navajo.
SYN,
OK, now you've gone and done it! I was happy to see this thread go to the second page unanswered, but Nooooooooo! you had to respond.
I have grown quite fond of this place and the people here. This post though was directed to some friends of mine who do not post here and to say more would not be a good thing.
I'm going to miss this place very much, too much I think. I'm on my way back to the Borg.
IW
OH NO IW DON'T DO IT!
And if you DO go through with it, remember what you will become. I hope you will enjoy being a second class citizen! Do bonnets suit you? I'm SO not flaming you, I really do care about you, and this is breaking my heart! What if you have kids and they need blood? What if you get raped?
GEESH.
Back to the Borg with you then. We'll be here waiting for your return.
I can't imagine me ever returning. No, it won't ever happen. I would rather lose the love of my son than to return. I'm done living a lie myself.
Seriously, LB, would you really rather lose the love of your son?
If it came right down to it and the only way I could keep the love of my children was to go back to the borg, I don't honestly know what I'd do. I don't see it happening but then life is funny and it takes all kinds of twists and turns. You just never know!
SYN,
This thread has taken a turn which I did not intend. I am truly moved by your post. Thank you!
I'm going back to help my friends still there.
A Poem by Ann Stanford:
Heat Wave
has blasted the vines
their leaves fold up to the veins
like torn umbrellas. Fruit bakes in light
birds hide by the trunks of trees.
The earth is about to become a sun.
Yellow clouds of smoke and fog
embrace the sky. The day itself a fire
we are too close to.
Roses open dry petals, holly like buckshot
buckthorn, slick rhus, even the walnuts
clutch useless leaves. Ivy goes brown in the scab of weeds.
Fire is coming on the hot wind.
Here and there it will clean up the earth
heavy with old debris.
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This is how it is for my friends!
I will go back and do what I can. I know this sounds crazy but it's just because I am not able to explain further.
Thank you so much for your kind words, they meant more to me than you will ever know.
I must help my friends. I love them and they love me.
Linda
IW: I understand. You go, girl. Rescue them. We are all with you in Spirit.
