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6Grant Us Peace
by Terry ingrant us peace______i was 12 years old.a jesuit (substitute teacher) entered my 6th grade classroom and beamed a handsome smile.. 1959 and this was music class.our actual teacher was unable to attend and sent her priest instead!how very odd.. i had never beheld an actual catholic priest before that moment, never had a human being with such a beautiful expression appeared.there is a word for it: numinous.. his name : michael.
the archangel.. he seemed to open his arms to the classroom...to enfold us inside wings of a theatrical presence.. he spoke and we were instructed.the song was dona nobis pacem (grant us peace.
)his mouth opened.
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Grant Us Peace
by Terry ingrant us peace______i was 12 years old.a jesuit (substitute teacher) entered my 6th grade classroom and beamed a handsome smile.. 1959 and this was music class.our actual teacher was unable to attend and sent her priest instead!how very odd.. i had never beheld an actual catholic priest before that moment, never had a human being with such a beautiful expression appeared.there is a word for it: numinous.. his name : michael.
the archangel.. he seemed to open his arms to the classroom...to enfold us inside wings of a theatrical presence.. he spoke and we were instructed.the song was dona nobis pacem (grant us peace.
)his mouth opened.
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GRANT US PEACE
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I was 12 years old.
A Jesuit (substitute teacher) entered my 6th grade classroom and beamed a handsome smile.1959 and this was Music class.
Our actual teacher was unable to attend and sent her priest instead!
How very odd.I had never beheld an actual Catholic priest before that moment, never had a human being with such a beautiful expression appeared.
There is a word for it: numinous.His name : Michael. Of course. The archangel.
He seemed to open his arms to the classroom...to enfold us inside wings of a theatrical presence.
He spoke and we were instructed.
The song was DONA NOBIS PACEM (grant us peace.)
His mouth opened. The simple melody released.
It began ...continued...ended. A sort of dream.With him, Michael carried a violin case which opened
as the spectacular instrument caught the light ...just so...
as his head tilted and his cheek pressed against the wood as a baby's cheek against his mother's breast is pressed.This was the first violin I'd heard played outside of a tinny radio speaker.
As the ancient melody climbed aloft, Michael's voice joined in.The violin played one line as the Jesuit's voice carried underneath a harmony. This introduced a magic inside my head which, to this very day, has never left me.
We were asked to sing. Boys sang harmony;
girls, the melody.Doh oh nahhhhh
(pause) no-oh-beeeeese.....
Pah ah chem pah chem ....Doh oh oh oh nahhhh
no oh oh oh beeeese
pah ah chem, pah chem.I learned more from that music class than from all the rest.
It was more than my mind could contain or my emotions could comprehend.
I've come to conclude what I experienced was a
transcendent moment.I suddenly realized why the Catholic Church had lasted two thousand years.
_____Catholics were never taught anything compared to Jehovah's Witnesses who were indoctrinated relentlessly.
Ironically, a couple of thousand years have passed for Catholics and only one hundred for JW's and they've both
ended up in court infested by child molesters.
The simple awe of church spectacle and music the hearts of the parish inside those churches. Forgiveness
is dispensed and hearts are (seemingly) healed.
Inside a Kingdom Hall, fear of Armageddon is pounded like hammer to anvil.
So different; yet - perhaps ultimately the same.
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A Song to Jehovah's Praise - rejected!
by Terry inas an obedient little jw at age 20, i was serving time in federal prison in the late 60's, and the 40 brothers inside seagoville prison decided to stage our own assembly.i was the music servant.
(we didn't have elders back then.
)the theme of the assembly mimicked the free world assemblies being held outside.long story short:i composed (what i think and everyone else thought was) a very good song titled:following the fine shepherd as the end draws near.we rehearsed it (bros who had instruments) and the consensus revealed it was a winner._____excerpt:"jehovah god above, we owe you all our love; you are our shepherd and we follow you.though satan demands, that we must compromise; we'd sooner face death than be wrong in your eyes.now and forevermore, we fear not satan's roar;you are our shepherd and we follow you.
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I have had half a century to weigh the days of my prison experience carefully.
Hindsight pits the man I am against the boy I was.
In my memoir of prison, I Wept by the Rivers of Babylon, I have a conversation with myself.
Nobody learns anything from experience except AFTER the experience. Up till that point,
you go on trust, counsel, admonition, and - I suppose, a certain amount of self-interest.
The problem with a Jehovah's Witness's "conscience" is that IT DOESN'T EXIST. Not really.
Why do I say that?
Because we are not allowed to act in our own best interest. Not legitimately.
We are only deceived into thinking obedience to Watchtower results in everybody's best interest
and that is fraudulent.
I was a Conscientious Objector in name only. I acted against my own best interests under mind control.
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IRAN - An inevitable clash of civilizations just up ahead (1953-1979)
by Terry insatan peeks over the horizon in qatar :).
arbitrary borders on a map of the middle east, post wwi.. .
civilizations were uprooted.. .
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waton12 hours ago
Persia ( Iran) was once the friend of Israel, when it freed the captives at the waters of babylon, and send them back rebuilding.
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The big change in Persia (Iran) was the invasion of Muslim armies which conquered in 651.
Iranians (Persians) were Zoroastrians until then.
Zoroastrianism was a STRONG influence on the theology of Judaism as its faith centered on a dualistic cosmology of good and evil and an eschatology predicting the ultimate conquest of evil.
We in the West seem to forget the invasion of Islam into countries such as Persia and Egypt turned the culture upside down and all but entirely eradicated their psychology.
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A Song to Jehovah's Praise - rejected!
by Terry inas an obedient little jw at age 20, i was serving time in federal prison in the late 60's, and the 40 brothers inside seagoville prison decided to stage our own assembly.i was the music servant.
(we didn't have elders back then.
)the theme of the assembly mimicked the free world assemblies being held outside.long story short:i composed (what i think and everyone else thought was) a very good song titled:following the fine shepherd as the end draws near.we rehearsed it (bros who had instruments) and the consensus revealed it was a winner._____excerpt:"jehovah god above, we owe you all our love; you are our shepherd and we follow you.though satan demands, that we must compromise; we'd sooner face death than be wrong in your eyes.now and forevermore, we fear not satan's roar;you are our shepherd and we follow you.
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Inside Seagoville Federal Institution (on the outskirts of Dallas) there were two large "congregations" of young brothers.
That's about 40 JW's from Texas, Oklahoma, and Arkansas mostly.
Only one brother, A.C. Williams (as I recall) gave up and told the warden he would enlist in the Army.
Sidebar: I think many (if not most) of us were admonished by the Judge who sentenced us, "At any time,
if you change your mind, you can be released from prison and go into the Armed Forces."
I know of a few others who had been attacked in jail.
I was sexually assaulted in prison.
Another brother became a "companion" to a convict which -to the rest of us - looked suspiciously like something else. Randy Wharton was his name.
Day to day life was constant mental adjustments, ratcheting up, fastening down, an inch at a time.
I said to myself, "Nothing can stop time from passing and every day is one day closer to getting out."
In my wildest dreams, my entire sentence - at worst - would last half a year. That seemed an eternity in my head. As it turned out, I went in in 67 and got out in 69 on parole until 73.
You see, I was twenty years old when sentenced under the Youth Correction Act. The maximum sentence was SIX years. Had I been twenty-one the maximum would be FIVE.
Ironic.
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In research, years and years afterward, I discovered that all of us were fully within our rights to appeal our Draft classifications (many were not acknowledged to be real religious ministers).
The only help the Organization offered officially was a letter to the Judge - BUT - only if a brother was a full-time Pioneer (and agreed to remain so.)
Many brothers opted to go into the Full-Time Pioneer work under the proviso in their congregation the Watchtower Society officials would send a letter to be used to exempt them as legitimate ministers.
I was instructed by the congregation Overseer (Elder) and his assistant never to say to anybody I had received counseling about military service.
I was like a disavowed mercenary in a bad movie.
I was engaged to be married before I went to jail. Within a few months I got a letter reneging on our promises.
I'd hear rumors the Brothers were asking her out on dates quite often.
I tried not to see this as betrayal.
That was NOT easy!
My congregation never sent a letter or postcard of encouragement or even offered my mother a word.
Mom never failed to visit me. Jw's? Ha ha ha. Don't kid yourself. -
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IRAN - An inevitable clash of civilizations just up ahead (1953-1979)
by Terry insatan peeks over the horizon in qatar :).
arbitrary borders on a map of the middle east, post wwi.. .
civilizations were uprooted.. .
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To my way of seeing (having lived in the forties, fifties, sixties,seventies, eighties, nineties, etc),
politics is now a religious litmus test of true-believers. But it is a religion of fanatics, hot heads, and short fuses.
There is an unpleasant glimpse of how friends and relatives are AT THEIR WORST I never wanted to see.
I'd love say it's "inhuman" - but - we all know that would be wildly inaccurate. -
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A Song to Jehovah's Praise - rejected!
by Terry inas an obedient little jw at age 20, i was serving time in federal prison in the late 60's, and the 40 brothers inside seagoville prison decided to stage our own assembly.i was the music servant.
(we didn't have elders back then.
)the theme of the assembly mimicked the free world assemblies being held outside.long story short:i composed (what i think and everyone else thought was) a very good song titled:following the fine shepherd as the end draws near.we rehearsed it (bros who had instruments) and the consensus revealed it was a winner._____excerpt:"jehovah god above, we owe you all our love; you are our shepherd and we follow you.though satan demands, that we must compromise; we'd sooner face death than be wrong in your eyes.now and forevermore, we fear not satan's roar;you are our shepherd and we follow you.
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We were "manufactured" poster boys advertising the "true" religion but I never got a visit request from
anybody from the congregation other than my best friend who came out to see me one time between 1967 -1969,
When I returned to the congregation after parole, the word was "How was college?"
It was seen as a vacation rather than as prison.
I guess that's how little thought was given.
I should have spilled the beans about sexual molestation rather than acting as though I had angels with brass knuckles as body guards. -
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A Song to Jehovah's Praise - rejected!
by Terry inas an obedient little jw at age 20, i was serving time in federal prison in the late 60's, and the 40 brothers inside seagoville prison decided to stage our own assembly.i was the music servant.
(we didn't have elders back then.
)the theme of the assembly mimicked the free world assemblies being held outside.long story short:i composed (what i think and everyone else thought was) a very good song titled:following the fine shepherd as the end draws near.we rehearsed it (bros who had instruments) and the consensus revealed it was a winner._____excerpt:"jehovah god above, we owe you all our love; you are our shepherd and we follow you.though satan demands, that we must compromise; we'd sooner face death than be wrong in your eyes.now and forevermore, we fear not satan's roar;you are our shepherd and we follow you.
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As an obedient little JW at age 20, I was serving time in Federal prison in the late 60's, and the 40 brothers inside Seagoville prison decided to stage our own assembly.
I was the Music servant. (We didn't have Elders back then.)
The theme of the assembly mimicked the free world assemblies being held outside.
Long story short:
I composed (what I think and everyone else thought was) a very good song titled:
Following the Fine Shepherd as the End Draws Near.
We rehearsed it (bros who had instruments) and the consensus revealed it was a winner.
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Excerpt:
"Jehovah God above, we owe you all our love; you are our shepherd and we follow you.
Though Satan demands, that we must compromise; we'd sooner face death than be wrong in your eyes.
Now and forevermore, we fear not Satan's roar;
You are our shepherd and we follow you. . ."
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However . . .
Just to make sure we were not "running ahead" of the Society, our version of an Elder, Tollie Padget, had the traveling Overseer (Circuit Servant) who visited the prison once a month, preview and decide the matter of each presentation on our "assembly" program.
Guess what?
Brother Bourgeois disapproved only MY song.
Why?
About a month previous, his step-daughter (whom I had dated on the outside) wanted to be added to my Visitor's list, but Brother Bourgeois had told her she could not visit because the incarcerated brothers could be a bad influence. (When I heard this I was apoplectic).
I wrote him a personal letter filled with scriptures and made the error of quoting Proverbs 18:3 "Anyone replying to a matter before it is heard, it is a foolishness for him and a humiliation."
I explained that any JW who was willing to give up their personal life and freedom to remain neutral in accord with the WTS policy might well be the BEST influence available for his step-daughter!
He had his pride ruffled and aroused by my words and he sent me a rejoinder letter that pretty much excoriated me for attacking one of Jehovah's anointed. (Yeah, this knuckle-dragger was "anointed".)
Go figure.
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This holier than my song Theocratic anointed brother excluded my song because "He had prayed on the matter and Jehovah's spirit had 'told' him it wasn't reverent and respectful."
So. . .
that's how Jehovah's spirit-anointed leadership decided matters in at least that one instance.
About twenty years later, his step-daughter told me her step-Dad had "come out" as Gay!
He came out after being caught in a compromising situation which was impossible to explain.
It would be bad manners for me to call this Karma, Baby!
So, I won't.
Let's just say, the Lord moves in mysterious ways His wonders to perform
Postscript: Ironic now, but we refused to be referred to as JW's back then because it was an abbreviation (not unlike the tetragrammaton) and as such "did not give full glory" to such a majestic name.
At least, that's the poop explanation the Elders admonished when they heard brothers in prison were called JW's.
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Say "NO!" to the "drug" of Absolute Belief
by Terry inabsolute certainty(the grip of belief).
in physics class the professor gathers his students together on the first day of school in the gymnasium for a stunning demonstration in what he terms "absolute certainty.
"there is also a law of conservation of energy.
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truth_b_known6 hours ago
That is pretty awesome, Terry!
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I appreciate your kind words.
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About a year and a half ago, I finally located one of my cherished mentors from prison days.
We all pretty much lost touch with each other and that's lamentable.
I knew this brother was extremely zealous. I was reluctant to speak to him--unless--he had faded.
Asking around over a period of months I heard rumors - confidential, of course - he was unbuckling the straitjacket of Watchtower indentured servitude.
I plunged in and took a chance.
We had a terrific conversation. That is - for about ten minutes. Then, he dropped some "Jehovah" phrases of praise and my heart sunk low.
Big sigh.
I decided I'd break off and tell him I'd continue with an e-mail.
After we hung up - I sent him the most sincere letter I could manage to compose explaining my transition from the days of imprisonment up to the time I left the Organization forever. I kept it personal rather than ranty.
I told him I was including the PDF of my book and highlighted that he was fondly mentioned inside.
"If you decide you'd be comfortable continuing our talk - please either call me or e-mail."
That's how I left it.
Naturally, I heard nothing.
Then, a some months back, I came across the Obituary mentioning his death.
I cried.
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(From my FACEBOOK post that day)
ANOTHER FRIEND BITES THE DUST
Just got word one of my favorite friends died a year ago!
He remained a devout Jehovah's Witness--so--he could not/would not speak to me. I loved him very much.
We were in prison together.
He was my mentor. He was an intellectual firebrand.
When I was assaulted, he's the one who went to prison authorities and snitched. (I refused to do it.)
It was he, Tollie Padget, who gathered six of the toughest looking JW's and surrounded my assailant and gave him a good talking to. (I smile at that...we were there as non-violent folks, you see. Words were our only weapons.)
Tollie showed me what a Great Teacher was all about.
I patterned myself as closely as possible after him.
Tollie was 3 years older than the rest of us. He was a college graduate with, I think, a degree in Physics.
He had given up Science to become a JW. He attended the JW Missionary school, Gilead. He served as a missionary in Chile until he became too ill to continue.
What a guy!
Four years after we were paroled, the END of 6,000 years of human existence was supposed to happen--immediately followed by the Thousand Year Reign of Christ.
(Spoiler Alert: it didn't happen.)
I turned away from the cult and pursued the Art career end of things. Tollie didn't flinch.
Just think about that, will you?
His religion predicted THE END and he remained another 40 years thinking it was going to come "soon."
I called Tollie on the phone about 2 or 3 years ago.
I heard rumors he was mentally free of the religion.
He was happy to hear my voice.
We chatted for about fifteen minutes until---
He said something or other--it was the statement of a devout True-Believer!
Oh, no.
I made an excuse to go and promised to e-mail him.
You see...
I just didn't want to have "THAT" conversation with him.
You know, the one where I'm an Apostate and he has to disconnect from me because I'm going to die at Armageddon?
Yeah.
I wrote him instead and included a copy of my prison biography--(with a chapter on Tollie).
I invited him to read it and we'd discuss things---If he so chose.
He did not.
Now...he's gone. So many of my band of Brothers are dead and gone. They died waiting on the bus that doesn't come.
Wherever you are, Tollie my good friend--I love you -
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Say "NO!" to the "drug" of Absolute Belief
by Terry inabsolute certainty(the grip of belief).
in physics class the professor gathers his students together on the first day of school in the gymnasium for a stunning demonstration in what he terms "absolute certainty.
"there is also a law of conservation of energy.
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ABSOLUTE CERTAINTY
(The Grip of Belief)____
In Physics class the Professor gathers his students together on the first day of school in the gymnasium for a stunning demonstration in what he terms "absolute certainty."
The class is naturally intrigued, curious and eager to observe.
From the metal joist supports in the gym ceiling a cable is hanging all the way to eye-level in the center of the space; like a fireman's pole. But, at the end of this cable is a 100lb metal wrecking ball! What is this all about?The Professor begins his demonstration.
"In science there are things we are so certain of we call them LAWS. They are beyond refutation. Scientists depend on them and you should too.
For example..." the Professor walks over to the wrecking ball and continues talking...
"Sir Isaac Newton discovered the principle that to every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. This is called a LAW of MOTION." The Professor gazes around at the students who are still anticipating something extraordinary to come.
"There is also a Law of Conservation of Energy. All it means is that you never get more out of a system than you put into it. In other words, there is no free ride!"
Then with a sly smile he concludes: "Who believes what I said is true?"
All hands go up easily. The Professor smiles."How many of you are ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN?"
Nobody hesitates; all hands stay up.
"Very well, let me test your convictions about certainty and belief. I need a volunteer."
An athletic jock-type student ambles forward with a mock macho swagger."Okay, here is what I'm going to do. I'm going to have you step 10 feet back away from this 100 lb. wrecking ball."
The student complies despite the sniggering and smart aleck comments of his class mates.
"Now, I'm going to push this ball forward until it is one inch from your nose."
The Professor grabs the ball and pushes slowly as he walks toward the student until the ball almost touches his face.
"I am going to let go of this wrecking ball and it is going to swing backward all the way to the other side about 10 feet and pause and move forward again BACK TOWARD YOUR FACE."
The jock shakes his head like he's just heard really unbelievably bad news. The students grow loud and agitated.
"Since you believe that the Law of Conservation will not allow this ball to come any closer than it is now, you cannot possibly have your head smashed to a bloody pulp by the impact. For that would mean more energy somehow crept into the system; which science tells us is impossible."
Immediately the volunteer vanishes back into the crowd who "boo's" him unmercifully.
"Anybody else want to show their faith in science?" Several candidates are unwillingly offered by the crowd but each one shakes loose and declines in protest."Very well then. I myself will demonstrate Absolute Certainty."
And with that the Professor holds the ball in front of his nose and lets go.The ball arcs directly away from him in a ponderously slow heave across the gym and pauses 20 feet away. With the sure swiftness of a freight train it hurls ominously forward on a dead ahead path toward the Professor's fragile skull! At the last possible millisecond the ball pauses at maximum arc a little more than an inch from his outstretched nose and swings ever back again!
Dead silence, then groans, screams and a cheer as the dramatic demonstration came to a close. Thunderous applause ensued as the students hailed the extreme bravery of their Professor.
"Why are you cheering? It was impossible that I could be hurt. I knew that but you didn't know it. Why? Because my Absolute Certainty trumps your so-called "belief." You said you believed the Laws of Conservation but, you only had a weak shadow of it in your mind. You were actually shocked and amazed when I wasn't fractured into bits!"
"Until you recognize the difference between "thinking" something is true and absolutely "believing" it--you haven't learned today's lesson at all."
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How do animals (or humans) learn?
Cause and effect make a huge impression on the brain. In effect: IF I do THIS, then (I observe) THAT happens. RITUAL behavior is born.In certain primitive societies it is believed that dancing brings rain. This belief stems from the fact somebody (long, long ago) was dancing when rain broke out.
The next time there was a drought, dancing was begun.
If no rain came it did NOT disprove the belief. No, it Reinforced it!
How? The dance was continued (as long as it took) until the rain came and the ritual was proved to be true! Ritual trumped reality!
Today in laboratories, mice and pigeons are trained to perform certain ritual behaviors and then given a reward of food when the ritual is completed.
But, notice this! If the reward is DIScontinued... the ritual behavior continues and even INCREASES!This is what research scientists actually call "Superstition."
The mouse or pigeon superstitiously continues a worthless behavior because the conditioning won't go away; behavior continues long after the disproof of its worth!
Among human beings the same course is often observed. A man will win a bowling tournament wearing a certain shirt and immediately the shirt becomes part of a superstitious belief system; a ritual. The shirt is now his "lucky" shirt. He won't bowl without it!
The brain is conditioned so easily mainly because a ritual behavior that produces food seldom does any harm. It costs only time and little energy. In short: the "possibility" of reward outweighs the loss of time and energy in performing a superstitious ritual.Further, statistical analysis of the accuracy of "intuitive" or "gut" feeling predictions show them to be wrong 85% of the time! Yet, the majority of people continue to place far more TRUST in these methods than in rational analysis.
Perhaps it can be compared to skydiving. The skydiver has faith their parachute will open and consequently leaps out of an airplane and plunges headlong toward destruction below. All this is done for the absolute thrill of sensation and the rush of endorphins. Flirtation with death and taking control of one's mortality brings a tidal wave of ecstatic emotion! After such a leap the skydiver often reports they "have never felt more alive!"
SAY NO! to the drug of absolute certainty.
The costs are the really "high."__________
From my book: I WEPT BY THE RIVERS of BABYLON
( A Prisoner of Conscience in a Time of War).____
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