The GB members believe that they are an "elite of the elite" class (the cream of the cream as it were, the best of the faithful remanent)that after death they will go to heaven with an immortal spiritual body where they will be granted to enter heavenly Jerusalem and rule with Christ for 1000 years in unimaginable glory.
I believe that they are being far too optimistic and that something very different awaits them in the future.
If you had the opportunity to object to them receiving such a lofty status what would you have to say to justify this position, and what do you propose they really deserve to receive?
The GB members fate after they die
by greendawn 17 Replies latest watchtower child-abuse
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greendawn
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Crumpet
I for one hope they do go to heaven.
Because I can't think of anything more boring than having to spend eternity there, than perhaps going to a meeting and it seems a fitting punishment for boring my tits off five times a week for the entirety of my childhood.
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Hellrider
I think they`re going to spend an eternity in their graves, dismembering, rotting and being eaten by maggots and bacteria. Just like everyone else. SUre, they`ll be "ressurected" in a 100 years or so, when their coffins are removed to make place for new carcasses. (sounds harsh, but it`s the damn truth)
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GetBusyLiving
I couldn't say because I don't know what their true motives are. It doesn't even matter to me either way.
GBL
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Preston
I couldn't say because I don't know what their true motives are. It doesn't even matter to me either way. GBL
GBL is only concerned with how tasty one of them is if by chance he is forced to eat one who's keeled over while stranded on a deserted isle. On a less light-hearted note, I think in the end when we die we judge ourselves, whatever we have done in our lives, what good we've done to people, what pain we've cause to others comes back to us in some form. What bothers me is how they've elevated themselves above everyone else, few JWs will admit it but they truly are at the upper echelons of a class system which brings to an end any notion that the organization is a level playing field. On more than one occasion I've hear the GB spoken of as "pillars of christian faith", "Princes", "gods", "Destroyers of Christendom", "Sharing in the Destruction of Jah of Armies"... and I know for a fact that it isnt the deluded masses responsible for doing this, its in the very literature they publish. I doubt these guys work harder than Joe Shmo who gets his arse out of bed at 7:00 in the morning on Saturday to knock on doors and gets hell for it. "Joe" is just "publisher"..that's it. Ideally, In the end I think they will have a lot to answer for, all the hopes and dreams that have been crushed, all the people who died for not accepting a blood transfusion, all the people who had their lives destroyed by this cult will have their say just like they do in court. - Preston
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Hellrider
boring my tits off five times a week
How do you "bore your tits off"? I`d sure like to see that.
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greendawn
Personally I don't think they will know where to put themselves in a heavenly Jerusalem, they don't belong there. For now the dead GB are rotting in the grave as Hellrider put it, no glory and no life.
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Elsewhere
The Worms Crawl In
Did you ever think, as a hearse goes by,
That you might be the next to die?
They wrap you up in a big white sheet,
And bury you down about six feet deepThey put you in a big black box,
And cover you up with dirt and rocks,
And all goes well, for about a week,
And then the coffin begins to leak!The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout.
They eat your eyes, they eat your nose,
They eat the jelly between your toes.A great big worm with rolling eyes,
Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes,
Your stomach turns a slimy green,
And pus pours out like whipping cream.You spread it on a slice of bread,
And that's what worms eat when you're dead.Alternate / Additional Lines:
They wrap you up in a long white shirt
And cover you up with rocks and dirtThey put you in a long pine box
And cover you over with dirt and rocksThe worms that crawl in are lean and thin
The worms that crawl out are fat and stoutYour eyes fall in and your hair falls out
Your brains come pouring out your snoutThey use your bones as telephones
and call you up but you're no longer at homeYour eyes pop out, your teeth decay
and that's the end of a peaceful dayYou turn the color of sickening green
And pus comes out like butter and cream
You wipe it up with a piece of bread
And that's what you eat when you are deadThey eat your eyes, they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toesYour stomach turns a mossy green
And pus comes out like fresh whipped cream
You wipe it up with a piece of bread
And that's what you eat when you are dead -
RichieRich
my only hope is that while they ascend, the XJW Clay-Shooting team will be there to raise a little hell...