It was an illusion for sure, even if there was to be a paradise one would never get to it through the WTS and being in that org seems to be a sure way to lose it.
The JW new world system scum
by greendawn 25 Replies latest watchtower beliefs
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katiekitten
I used to imagine being able to go into all the dead peoples houses and look through their drawers. I didnt want to pinch anything - just look. I was worried about all the cleaning up, I wasnt sure if there'd be enough crows to eat all the dead bodies.
I used to feel smug about all the fat greedy worldly witnesses, cos they would have to become subsistence farmers, and vegetarians (cos I aint gonna kill no cow, are you?) and they'd have to give up their car and they wouldnt be richer than me anymore.
I also used to worry about economics, because even without a monetary system I figured we'd have to have some kind of exchange system. So one guys a farmer, ones a builder, one makes furniture. We've all got to share, but how do we make it fair? How many carrots equals a chair, how many eggs equals having your roof slated? You couldnt really give it away for nothing, because what if you were a farmer and everyone wanted carrots but no-one wanted anymore chairs. Does the chair guy get a free ride for the rest of his life?
So i ended up thinking there would still be people better off than others because there would be people with better skills and skills more in demand than others.
Also the thought of the elders being 'princes' made me feel ill. I believed it all, I just wasnt sure if I wanted to be there. But I thought what else has god got to offer if I dont want paradise?
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love2Bworldly
I had a lot of fantasies as to what it would be like. But I do remember thinking how some of the JWs would be a lot less irritating if they were growing toward perfection
Does anyone remember all the stupid dronings of whether aborted babies were going to be resurrected? If you stop and think about it--how is a baby that is not fully formed supposed to be resurrected? Resurrected into some JW's womb? Ha Ha How stupid.
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Liberty
OHHHHH...I BELIEVED! Back when I was a horny little kid in the late 1960's early 1970's I could almost taste the New World because it was sooo real to me. Mainly I imagined what the girls were going to be like, eternally young and all perfected for my enjoyment. I fantasized a lot about getting polygomy reinstated by Ol'Jehoover so I could have several wives...errr...I mean repopulate the earth like they did in the old Bible days. I figured if Big J allowed polygomy for His favoured ancients then we deserved it as well. I figured that the W.T. Society was just speculating about the continuation of monogomy and the end of reproduction at some point and I really felt sorry for the resurrected who would already be remade without the ability to reproduce or maybe even lack sex organs. I hoped for their sake that the Watch Tower was wrong on that one. After all, endless sex with perfect girls was really the main component of a real paradise for me anyway. Oh yeah, I also figured once we reached perfection we could all go back to being naked again like Adam & Eve, so I'd have a whole world of perfect, young, and naked women to oogle even if I couln't marry them all.
Petting lions and tigers is all right but being feed grapes and being serviced in general by several well built naked slave girls was more my style even as a 10 year old. I am not trying to be offensive to women as I am now much older and wiser (spirit-broken?) but truely this was my main fantasy about paradise as horny little boy. This fantasy seems so unrealistic now years later but it sure drove me on back when the big A was "right around the corner"before 1975. I figured that even if the Society was right about monogomy in the New System I'd have a perfect wife who'd always be young, beautiful, and willing. I made it through a lot of boring meetings and assymblies daydreaming about various JW hotties and how much better they'd be when they got all perfected up. Boy Howdy did I ever get a shock as '75 receeded into the distant past and reality came a knock'n. Perfect for me now would be any female who says a kind word to my ugly ass as I feed them grapes and clean up after them.
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love2Bworldly
LMAO
Boy Howdy did I ever get a shock as '75 receeded into the distant past and reality came a knock'n. Perfect for me now would be any female who says a kind word to my ugly ass as I feed them grapes and clean up after them.
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Liberty
Thanks for the chuckle love2bworldly. I had hoped to see if other JWs ever thought of Paradise in the same hypersexual way that I did or perhaps I should just admit that I was a freak. I really am curious to see how others viewed Paradise. One of the things that really turned me off to Watchtowerism over the years was realizing just how materialistic the Society was and how this attitude trickled down to the Rank & file JWs. It really was all about the physical. Spirituality is a myth among the JWs.
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Elsewhere
Or perhaps deep down you never really believed it and ignored it.
This would be me.
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zen nudist
you can be happy worker ants in paradise....the hive will think for you and assign all your functions, you will not want for anything but a free thought.
you will know the contentment of the flowers and the soring birds and never feel the anxiety of a thinking human ever again.
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144001
I always thought that the "new system of things" was equivalent to "hell on earth." Can you imagine living in a world populated solely by JWs? I'll take my chances with the lake of fire instead.
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GentlyFeral
Well, I was one of the optimists who assumed that everyone really would grow toward perfection and all our mutual irritations would eventually be smoothed out.
I skipped ahead to where we had the earth cleaned up, or anyway mostly. I figured I'd enjoy being a subsistence farmer once Jehovah had gifted my family with the necessary knowledge, and then I'd have the time and stamina for all the back-to-the-land arts and crafts I was so enamored of back then: weaving and dying with vegetable dyes and all that. Then I'd take up all the musical instruments that delighted me, one at a time, and have enormous jam sessions with my neighbors and ancestors and descendents and visiting virtuosi.
And every so often, some wandering voyager would stop by and entertain us with true stories for a few days or weeks on his umpteenth slow, non-motorized trip around the world.
Paradise ain't so bad if you know how to work it.
gently feral