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  The Conquered

  by compound complex in

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  my escape from a home beloved was of sheer and unqualified necessity.

  my people and i have been overtaken by a scorpion race of alien malefactors whose intent towards us is not one of beneficent intervention, but that of utter conquest.. if it were only the mere subjugation of a weaker species, we might have acquiesced, although begrudgingly.

  however, the terrifying reality enjoined upon us proved to be the conquerors' brusque insistence that their insatiable hungers be satisfied with our quailing flesh.

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  MY ESCAPE FROM A HOME BELOVED was of sheer and unqualified necessity. My people and I have been overtaken by a scorpion race of alien malefactors whose intent towards us is not one of beneficent intervention, but that of utter conquest.
  

  If it were only the mere subjugation of a weaker species, we might have acquiesced, although begrudgingly. However, the terrifying reality enjoined upon us proved to be the conquerors' brusque insistence that their insatiable hungers be satisfied with our quailing flesh. These interlopers, these transgressors of a most cruel and avaricious sort, have invaded my world.

  Alas, my escape from this nightmare -- from which there will be no awakening -- has been conjured up in my mind. I grieve that kith and kin do not possess the incipient mental devices of escapism that I have owned since the womb. How and why I differ from them is a story I need to tell you, but time is no more.

  We have all been jailed; however, I suffer less than they. These very real horrors are deftly slid into a compartment of my mind, locked away tightly, key jettisoned.

  Damn . . . damn these invaders from Earth.
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  DId you ever fall asleep at the meetings, Assemblys??

  by karter in

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  if i'm tierd i fall asleep anywere so the meetings ect were no diffrent my wife would always try to wake me but im a deep sleeper.

  karter .

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  For a time, the reader of the WT didn't sit on the stage but in audience seating with his family. I was assigned to read one Sunday and fell asleep in between paragraphs. Had to be awakened. Well, now I am FULLY AWAKE, thank you very much!

  My poor family . . .
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  JWs MUST Accept The Watchtower Teachings EVEN When They Are Wrong!

  by minimus in

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  isn't it unbelievable that a jehovah's witness must accept whatever the organization says or they can be disfellowshipped??

  unless they tell you that their understanding has changed, you cannot believe anything unless they say it's ok. .

  many years ago i questioned them about their ridiculous view that whenever the word "heart" was mentioned, it was a literal blood filled organ.

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  The Standfasters:

  https://www.jehovahs-witness.com/topic/132655/standfasters?page=2
  
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  A Boy, a Man

  by compound complex in

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  now stagnant in heart, mind, and body (nothing fits nor operates as it should), i recollect, without emotion, the vast spread that had, at one time, been my surrogate guardian.

  my impoverished family cherished the land and the sea that stretched outward beyond infinity; but it was i, more than all the others, who took to the bleak and harsh landscape of the mont bleu coast.

  in a most peculiar manner, the dank surroundings soothed and enveloped me in crawling mists that were more welcomed by me than were the evaporating rays of an inland summer sun.

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  Thank you, LV101, for taking the time to read my piece about an adventurous child become a jaded but still decent human being.

  Yes, the painting is mine. It's one of my last oils, before I ventured into water-based media.

  Blessings and peace!
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  No Longer Afraid

  by compound complex in

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  greetings, dear friends and fellow survivors:.

  i am grateful to be alive and associated with like-minded people, both here on this wonderful forum and in day-to-day interaction with friends, neighbors, clients, but, sadly, few if any jehovah's witnesses.

  i have, somehow, become detached from the sadness and sorrow of the past, about which i have written on this and other ex-jw forums for some dozen-plus years.

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  I feel an unfamiliar restlessness in my lower body. What is happening to me?

  For way too long I've been confined to my sickbed; yet my mind and my heart tell me to get up and gaze upon the world outside. It is no longer a matter of fighting long-entrenched despair. A power beyond all that is humanly possible -- even in the most extraordinary of circumstances -- seizes hold of atrophy and regenerates what was once officially declared dead. In spite of myself, I arise from my imprisoning bed and, as if it were a completely normal occurrence, glide over to the French doors. I do not touch the handles, yet, in the manner of a dream, both doors open before me.

  On the balcony, I gaze upon a magnificence of terrene beauty, so long unobserved, so long forgotten. My mind does not question the why, the wherefore, nor the how. My heart says I must follow whatever direction is put upon me.

  I return to my room and look into the full-length mirror. I see only myself, no reflection of the room at all. Tall and erect, I stand as though in vibrant and athletic youth. Now, however, it is as an assured, mature man. Radiant. Smiling. Possessed, so it would seem, by an inner confidence emanating from my every pore.

  Behind me I sense a warm and comforting presence. The aura surrounding me does not compete with my inner glow but interplays with it, creating a show of light, not of spectacular brilliance, but of undulating waves of luminescence.

  I am back . . . back from the dead.

  
  
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  A Boy, a Man

  by compound complex in

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  now stagnant in heart, mind, and body (nothing fits nor operates as it should), i recollect, without emotion, the vast spread that had, at one time, been my surrogate guardian.

  my impoverished family cherished the land and the sea that stretched outward beyond infinity; but it was i, more than all the others, who took to the bleak and harsh landscape of the mont bleu coast.

  in a most peculiar manner, the dank surroundings soothed and enveloped me in crawling mists that were more welcomed by me than were the evaporating rays of an inland summer sun.

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  Thanks, Zeb!

  Found this piece re: the imagination of a child interesting:

  [Walter de la Mare's] biographer Doris Ross McCrosson summarises this passage, "Children are, in short, visionaries." This visionary view of life can be seen as either vital creativity and ingenuity, or fatal disconnection from reality (or, in a limited sense, both).

  The increasing intrusions of the external world upon the mind, however, frighten the childlike imagination, which "retires like a shocked snail into its shell". From then onward the boyish imagination flourishes, the "intellectual, analytical type".

  By adulthood (de la Mare proposed), the childlike imagination has either retreated for ever or grown bold enough to face the real world. Thus emerge the two extremes of the spectrum of adult minds: the mind moulded by the boylike is "logical" and "deductive". That shaped by the childlike becomes "intuitive, inductive". For de la Mare, "The one knows that beauty is truth, the other reveals that truth is beauty." Yet another way he puts it is that the visionary's source of poetry is within, while the intellectual's sources are without – external – in "action, knowledge of things, and experience" (McCrosson's terms). De la Mare hastens to add that this does not make the intellectual's poetry any less good, but it is clear where his own preference lies.

  -- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_de_la_Mare
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  I love heavy metal!!!

  by ironsnake656 in

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  probably you noticed that my avatar is a photo of steve harris, bassist of iron maiden.

  i have quite a few years that i started to listen this kind of music, even when i was in the jwland.

  although it was a "no-no" in the borders of jwland, i knew a lot of brothers and sisters that listened and loved this kind of music.

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  When my wife and I were uber righteous and by the "book," it was really hard on the older kid, who was strongly into HM. Well, it ended up our son's welfare, in every sense of the word, trumped the wisdom of the Society, as enforced by the elders. Trials and tears getting there, but our boy's happiness came first.

  Not only did we tell him he didn't have to be a JW -- no more meetings, service, Bible study -- but we surprised him by attending one of his concerts. He happened to look up from the stage (during warm up), saw Mom and Pop walk in at the upper level, dropped his guitar, and ran up the stairs to the balcony and gave us each a big hug.

  Thirty years later, he's nicer and kinder than a dozen JWs.

  That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
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  No Longer Afraid

  by compound complex in

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  greetings, dear friends and fellow survivors:.

  i am grateful to be alive and associated with like-minded people, both here on this wonderful forum and in day-to-day interaction with friends, neighbors, clients, but, sadly, few if any jehovah's witnesses.

  i have, somehow, become detached from the sadness and sorrow of the past, about which i have written on this and other ex-jw forums for some dozen-plus years.

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  Nice to see you, Vidiot!

  Thank you.

  
  
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  Chapter 21 New Boy 50 years a Watchtower slave

  by new boy in

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  chapter 21.

  “black thursday” the day the music died.

  knorr gathered all the bethel overseers and governing body to the kingdom hall in the 119 building.

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  Enjoying your story, new boy.

  Dean Songer was my overseer in proofreading. A kind and understanding man. I wish I had talked with him before feeling forced to leave Bethel. He told me Bethel was first, the congregation second. My foreign language congregation took all the starch out of my sails. I really loved my work at Bethel, which prepared me to be a writer and editor. Something good there, perhaps.

  Fred Hilmo, who was a relative's overseer, seemed a good man, too.

  Thanks.
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  No Longer Afraid

  by compound complex in

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  greetings, dear friends and fellow survivors:.

  i am grateful to be alive and associated with like-minded people, both here on this wonderful forum and in day-to-day interaction with friends, neighbors, clients, but, sadly, few if any jehovah's witnesses.

  i have, somehow, become detached from the sadness and sorrow of the past, about which i have written on this and other ex-jw forums for some dozen-plus years.

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  Thank you, LV101, for your ever encouraging words.

  Kindly refer to my newest, A Boy, a Man, and accompanying image of Mont Bleu.

  Best Wishes.