Terry:
Are you acquainted with Clark Ashton Smith, the Bard of Auburn, California? I read him every night at bedtime and takes notes, which is my wont.
I will look into Lovecraft, who was friends with CAS. Oh, your tale of horror, too.
Thanks.
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A Tale of Horror (and blasphemy)
by TerryWalstrom inlovecraft is a master of horror.what you will find below is a very short story.
i have written it.i was 'drunk on lovecraft' when i crafted it.it is pure horror and blasphemy.
only ex-jw's can perhaps fully grasp the depth of the horror...click on the link:https://drive.google.com/file/d/0b6a8sp5_psf-d2fktejjwwjrt28/view?usp=sharing.
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Like Camelot
by compound complex inyou, my beloved, dearest soul ever to touch a foot .
on this hallowed earth upon which now i kneel,.
it's but the memory of you, that fading recollection of .
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You, my beloved, dearest soul ever to touch a foot
on this hallowed earth upon which now I kneel,
It's but the memory of you, that fading recollection of
glorious moments past that join my aching heart to a
Wasted soul in an elusive hope that somehow, some
way, I might find relief from a descent into madness.
The parting of our ways was enjoined upon me by a
sickness that struck at a weakness we neither of us
Knew did lurk; and lurk and menace it did until, in full
and robust form, it burst forth fully conceived from an
Unsuspecting heart: your once pure and noble heart
fastened itself onto another, a soul whose neediness
Supplanted my own needs, those once attended to by
you; and so you drifted to him whose heart was, by
Urgent necessity, in peril lest you, the healer of those
forlorn, should fail to succor the weaker of us two.
Not unlike those lovers in Camelot, who would sooner
part company than rekindle a lambent love gone cold.
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What was it like being a JW in the 1960's and 1970's
by UnshackleTheChains inthis is obviously a question for the older generation.
i'm really curious what it was like to be a witness in the 60's and 70's?.
was the society as strict as it is today?.
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Mom studied with an anointed sister, Lillian Grobel, when I was a tot, in the early '50s. Our library, away from the Carnegie down the street, was my mother's bed, strewn with WT publications, movie and astrology mags, Bibles, etc.
The studies were heavy-duty, out of such publications as The Truth Shall Make You Free and Let God Be True. In the 1960s, I studied Things in Which It Is Impossible for God to Lie. Make Sure of All Things and All Scripture Is Inspired of God and Beneficial, useful in research, were among my very favorites. Of course, Aid to Bible Understanding, which I worked on pre- and post-publication, tops the list.
What stood out to me was the large number of anointed remnant throughout congregations I associated with. Do you know who they were? They were, as we were taught, the remainder -- remnant -- of Christ's brothers here on earth during the time of the end. So many prophecies and their latter-day fulfillment centered around these brothers and sisters.
The Truth was taken very seriously and my acquaintance with these remarkable people was, as the Scripture states, our taking hold of the skirt of a Jew and saying we will go with you. Very serious, deep stuff! BTW, the older brothers and sisters I knew were not kooky but had a deep knowledge of the Bible, were incredibly generous and kind; and their number one objective was to spread the Good News.
I loved my religion and the sincere and goodhearted people in it. They took a real interest in me. My quitting college and career to be with these people was never a question of being the wrong thing to do.
We, who are now the old timers -- I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! -- were totally into the reality of the New World. It was truly "just around the corner"!
Well, enough for now . . .
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Words for the Day; please share
by compound complex ingreetings, word lovers:.
in my job, i work with words and wrangle them into shape, well, in a manner of speaking.
one word might be mistaken for another, a word with either a similar or identical sound.
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Thanks fer noticing, Syl!
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Words for the Day; please share
by compound complex ingreetings, word lovers:.
in my job, i work with words and wrangle them into shape, well, in a manner of speaking.
one word might be mistaken for another, a word with either a similar or identical sound.
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The censor struck out the word "thurible" in the MS, his inner grammarian sensor alerting him to its proscribed usage in non-holy writ.
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Good Morning!
by snowbird ingood morning, all.. it is good to be here.. thanks to all for your contributions.. love and blessings.
sylvia.
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Yes, the two-faced $10 bill, from LA, I believe.
Re: electronics -- newer is not always better, especially for us who, initially, had enough trouble getting into our now old but once new laptops. My two get me by, but one is so outmoded as to its becoming less and less usable.
Have a good day, Syl, et al.
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Good Morning!
by snowbird ingood morning, all.. it is good to be here.. thanks to all for your contributions.. love and blessings.
sylvia.
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Be careful, Sylvia!
In my gated community we have strict regulations re: leash control and clean up after one's pooch. Still, there are some incidents. I walk dogs as part of my living -- oh, you know that!
BTW, I teach creative writing to a bunch of senior citizens, and a point we discussed was the origin of "Dixie." Are you familiar with the derivation of the word?
Clue: $s
Sorry about huge font. Haven't a clue!
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Hanging out with JWs is exhausting!
by StephaneLaliberte innot long ago, there was a funeral for a sister i haven’t know very much, so i did not attend.
however, some old “friends” i know drove down to town to assist and i ended up spending some time with them.
quite honestly, i was happy to see them again.
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Merci, Stephane.
How I relate to your story and all the more so as I have nearly ceased mourning my loss of JW kith and kin. It's almost as though my broken heart has, by imperceptible degrees, healed, and I want to move on. As a people person, I could not feel whole and complete as a human being without certain people continually contributing to my life and I to theirs. So many loved ones have departed from my intimate circle, never to return. I'm not speaking only of literal death either.
There no longer is anything to discuss. I used to make such an effort to switch over to JW-mode, you know, the walk, the talk. It was so easy. smoothly transitioning from the new "worldly" back into the pious-but-not-too-stiff righteousness of a true believer.
THANKS!
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Good Morning!
by snowbird ingood morning, all.. it is good to be here.. thanks to all for your contributions.. love and blessings.
sylvia.
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Hey, there!
7:37 a.m., California.
Sunny and warm -- at last! A wet, wet winter (some 100 inches of rain and 200% of normal average snowfall. It's as green as -- Alabama?
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Mental Illness
by Tallon inover many years i have been pondering how mental illness has impacted upon jw's due to the effects of indoctrination.
in my case; when i was 21 i had a breakdown and was hospitalised for 6 weeks.
i was diagnosed with anxiety tension state disorder.
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Speaking of exacerbation and exasperation . . . and exaggeration.
If you are an eager Christian male, reaching out to do fine works, there is the element of getting dumped on. Of course, men AND women in the organization who are, by nature helpful and giving, receive the "difficult cases." How could they possibly say no to someone in need?
I can't speak for others, but I naively figured that in helping others I helped myself. True enough; however, Dr. Dixon, Bethel physician, told me that I was not so bright for burning the candle at both ends. How does a young indentured servant say no? There was the Bethel assignment, five and one half days a week, going out every night to meetings and/or service, and the entire weekend (after work, Saturday) out in service and doing shepherding. Oh, yeah -- more meetings and cleaning afterwards. Did I mention going to upstate New York and setting up new groups?
Now, to my point about exacerbation and exasperation. We often were assigned to help needy Witnesses with matters beyond spiritual: health, employment, legal, etc. I was in a foreign language congregation and few brothers and sisters knew English. Imagine guiding these poor souls through a maze of obstacles in relation to such trying matters. They came to America to work and send money home to impoverished families whom they missed terribly. Our trying to help them resolve these issues while maintaining our own balance was beyond hope.
And, in future congregational situations, the "special needs" friends created problems for us due to their inability to function on their own. After a while, sleepless nights and daily confrontation with seemingly unsolvable problems take their toll. There is no escape.
To survive, you -- the helpful, giving brother or sister -- have to quit. The above, you probably will agree, is no exaggeration of the facts. Suicide is the last desperate cry when there truly appears no help. I came close often, but many friends -- including fellow Bethelites -- ran away to find relief. Some stayed in the organization, but, either at Bethel or later on, ended their lives.
Then, for those managing to hold on, but barely, there's the FOG . . .