...Or did you shred the shit out of em so even the garbage man wouldnt become accidentally sucked into this cult like I did? During the time I read Crisis of Conscience I went into a two week long rage. I was angry ALL the time for being duped and I hated every Witness on the planet, mostly for being as stupid as I was, and the upper echelon at the Society...I just wanted to castrate them. What they were doing to people was spiritual ABUSE, and they were laughing all the way to the liquor store in their Lincolns at our expense. So...
I wrote my 9-page disassociation letter, then I gathered up ALL my literature and all the KID's literature, sat myself down on the living room floor, put on Oprah and SHREDDED IT ALL with my bare hands! I paid particular attention to my pleather-bound copy of the New World Translation with the gold leaf edges and my name embossed on it's shiny black cover with the Make Sure of All Things and Reasoning From The SCriptures books bound INTO IT. I did it a few pages at a time, whipped its lying pages into the air and watched it float to the carpet. Sacred writings? INSPIRED? Hell no. That book meant no more to me than an Amway Sales Guide. Thats all it was really, a SALES TOOL for selling the Watch Tower God.
Then I took all my kids TAPES of the Story Book and my husband's TAPES of the watch towers and Awakes and my TAPES of the books of the bible and my TAPES of talks and my TAPES of the dramas and those HORRIBLE tapes of the Kingdom Melodies by the Kingdom Orchestra (hurl!!!) and YANKED those suckas clear out of their plastic cases zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzip and took SCISSORS and cut them beyond recognition. I was NOT going to be responsible for someone finding those tapes and actually listening to that crap and being fooled by it.
Then I took with GREAT pleasure, my Revelation - Big Freakin Climax book...that we studied like a bazillion times to prove to us somehow that John had the Society in mind when he wrote the whole damn book...and I ripped it apart a page at a time. Disgusted at their arrogance.
Last to go...was my Live Forever Book...which was so studied and so worn that the pages were held in place by clips, glue and rubberbands, and had been the BEGINNING OF THE END for me. I took it outside, put it into a bucket and lit it. A sweet odor up to heaven indeed!
I was free to begin to heal. My soul soared...now that I was allowed to HAVE A SOUL again. I got in the car, and went out and bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked one...JUST BECAUSE I COULD!! Damn near choked...but I did it anyway. Then I went and bought some clearance Christmas tree ornaments in the freakin MIDDLE of Kmart...just because I COULD...and I dared anybody to tell me differently.
Am I OVER those 13 years as a Watch Tower Slave? No...and Im not REQUIRED to be "over" them or to "forget" them. I believe God gave me that experience because it made me stronger and it also made me useful to HIM on this side of it...to help free others. I think that is true of you guys too. The Society has lost their best and their brightest in us. Cheers!
xoxoxo